medicine stone without medicine

Qingyang Mountain.

Wu Yan was counting the newly arrived spirit stones and artifacts in Qingyang Mountain, the house was in chaos, and there were books and files everywhere.

The thin smoke curled up in the room, and there was only the sound of turning the pages of a book, but after a while, there was a sudden harsh sound in the room.

Wu Yan was taken aback by the sound, and when he found the source of the sound, he realized that it was a communication tool used to communicate with Chong Hua.

He tried to push it, but there was no response from the magic weapon.

Gradually, Wu Yan realized that something was wrong, and began to try to contact Qin Dongyi:

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu??"

It was still silent.

Wu Yan threw the communication instrument on the ground.

problem occurs.

Of course, the Qingyangshan family was not the only one who couldn't get in touch with anyone. Gradually, all the major sects also discovered that something was wrong.

They couldn't come up with anything by themselves, so they gathered in Qingyang Mountain one after another.

The old suzerain who came was full of snot and tears, one of them knocked on the ground with a cane, and said hoarsely:

"What should we do? The people we sent to the Eastern Wasteland Ruins are all the top monks in the sect, as well as the top disciples of this generation. If something happens, will we, the small sects, be allowed to live?" ?!"

The Eastern Wilderness Ruins is a piece of fat. In order to fight for a piece of the pie, the small sects almost exhausted the main force of the entire sect.If something happened to these people, there would be no one in the sect, and naturally it would not be able to continue.

A few old men were crying here, and the more Wu Yan heard it, the more annoyed he became.

In the end, he slapped the table heavily until it was split into two halves:

"What? It's difficult for you, isn't it difficult for us?? We are the head of Qingyang Mountain, my apprentice! There are a total of seventeen disciples in the entire inner sect, and twelve of them are inside. You are the only ones in a hurry, and I am not in a hurry?! You What's the use of telling me, you cry loudly enough, can those people change out at once?!"

This roar succeeded in making everyone present quiet down.

Someone paused and said timidly:

"Then what do we do now..."

When Wuyan heard it, he came on fire:

"Go to Donghuang, save people!!"

The ruins of the Eastern Wasteland.

After escaping from there, Qin Dongyi and Shisan found a remote cave to hide temporarily.

There are often screams from unknown places outside, and the sky seems to be always bright red regardless of day or night.

Thirteen looked at his fingers in a daze.

There were a few more screams from outside, this time it seemed to be very close to them, he was a little startled, and trembled slightly imperceptibly.

Then, he looked sideways at Qin Dongyi and asked:

"Brother, are we going to die?"

Qin Dongyi didn't speak.

After a while, he said:

"I won't let you die."

Thirteen silently curled up his fingers:

"If it's really like what is said in the spiritual transmission, only one person can live in the end. Either we die together, or I die and you live."

Qin Dongyi slightly raised his eyebrows, and then he heard Thirteenth again:

"Anyway, don't leave me alone."

"Don't think about that."

Qin Dongyi raised his hand, then paused, and touched Shisan's head:

"It will be fine."

He braced himself to stand up and said only:

"I can't stay here, I'll go out and have a look. I'll be back soon."

Thirteen nodded.

He heard Qin Dongyi's footsteps go away, then curled up his legs and buried his face between his knees.

Until now, he didn't know what the uneasiness that had been bothering him a few days before his departure was.

If he hadn't insisted on coming over then, this time, I'm afraid it would be a real farewell.

He was a little glad that he followed Qin Dongyi to come here in the end.

He is not afraid of death, only afraid of being alone in the world.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as it is what he likes, whether it is things or people, he can't keep it.

Others always talk about fate, but Thirteen doesn't believe in fate.

This time, he must keep Qin Dongyi, even if he died.

If he wants him to live, then even if King Yan comes, don't try to take him away.

Thirteen thought about a lot of things in a mess.

When he came back to his senses again, he heard footsteps coming from the entrance of the cave.

At first he thought it was Qin Dongyi who had returned, but then he realized something was wrong.

These are not Qin Dongyi's footsteps.

Thirteen took out a dagger from the storage bag and held it in his hand, shrinking back.

The entrance to the cave where he is located is very hidden, if you don't pay attention, people passing by the cave will probably not notice it.

Thirteen took this chance and stared straight at the opening of the cave.

Sure enough, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, Thirteen held his breath.

A moment later, outside the weeds at the entrance of the cave, a figure passed by. He didn't stop at all when he walked by, and he probably didn't see it.

When the footsteps gradually faded away, Thirteen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He lowered his head and turned the dagger twice in his hand, but the next moment, he paused.

He heard the weeds poking.

Afterwards, Thirteen slowly looked sideways, and first caught a glimpse of white.

When he looked up again, there was a blood-stained man in white, with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile at the door.

That smile is very strange, staring at Thirteen, as if staring at some interesting prey.

"There is actually a little mouse here."

The man smiled slightly, he raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and walked in on his own.

He took a look at Thirteen's outfit:

"Hey, from Qingyang Mountain?"

Thirteen raised his eyes and stared at him, without saying a word, but subconsciously stepped back a little.

"Don't be afraid, little brother."

The man laughed twice, and sat down next to Shisan.

he asks:

"Hey, you seem to be here with a lot of people, right? Where are your senior brothers?"

The man kept getting close to Shisan, but seeing that Shisan couldn't avoid it, he just habitually bent his lips and smiled, saying:

"Going out, I'll be back in a while."

"Oh……"

The man nodded with a vague understanding:

"However, no matter how capable you are at Qingyang Mountain, and no matter how many people come here, there's nothing you can do about it, right? Didn't that person say that there will only be one living in the end. When that time comes, what will you do? Have you ever thought about it? "

Thirteen secretly clenched the dagger:

"You said it all, that's for later."

"It's not in the future. It's been seven days in total, and this is already the second day."

The man suddenly laughed:

"Did you find anything good in two days?"

Thirteen heard that his tone was wrong, and dared not procrastinate any longer, so he raised his hand suddenly and stabbed the dagger in his hand at the man.

But the man was already prepared. He grabbed Shisan's wrist with one hand and threw him to the ground.

"I knew you were alone."

The man's eyes widened, the corners of his lips raised upwards, and his expression looked very strange:

"So what about Qingyang Mountain, it's still a dead word here. You bastard, your master can't protect you anymore!"

The man folded his hand, snatched the dagger from Shisan's hand, and raised his hand to stab Shisan in the heart.

Thirteen's face turned pale, and he raised his foot and kicked the man's abdomen violently, struggling to get up from the ground and was about to run outside.

But before he ran to the entrance of the cave, someone kicked his waist heavily, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"You're still a little tender."

The man grabbed Thirteen's long hair and forced him to raise his head, and the dagger tip of the other hand scratched his neck:

"Recently, I discovered that killing people seems to be quite good, and I finally understand why so many people abandon their ways and become demons. Wait, let me let you experience it. It may be a little painful, so bear with it."

The man was rambling on, and Shisan listened to his words, feeling the cold tip of the knife scratching his neck.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth secretly.

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop a little, and at an angle that the man couldn't see, a knife made of ice appeared in Shisan's hand at some point.

"let me go!"

Thirteen squeezed out a sentence, and then raised the ice skate in his hand to fight back.

But before that, a cyan spiritual current knocked the man away.

Thirteen was taken aback for a moment.

Afterwards, he only saw a smoky blue figure flying over, and what's more, there was only the scream of the man just now.

Thirteen's vision was blurry, he shook his head, forcing himself to wake up.

He dropped the skate in his hand, and saw two people wrestling in the deepest part of the cave.

But to be more precise, it was not like a scuffle, but like a one-sided beating.

More and more blood was splashed out, and the man had long been silent, but Qin Dongyi's movements didn't stop.

"Brother."

Thirteen sensed something was wrong, and tried to call Qin Dongyi, but seeing that he didn't respond, Thirteen raised his voice again:

"Senior Brother!!"

Qin Dongyi paused.

He looked back.

The man's blood was splashed on his face. I don't know if it was for this reason, but his eyes seemed to be cold and terrifying for a moment.

But in the next moment, Qin Dongyi returned to normal.

He looked at the blood on his hands, and seemed to be at a loss for a moment, but soon he rushed to Shisan, helped him up, and headed east.

Thirteen looked at Qin Dongyi's appearance.

Before leaving, he looked back at the man in the cave again.

The light inside was dim, and he only saw a bunch of human figures lying there, and the death was tragic.

Combined with the state of the man just now, Thirteen suddenly realized something.

He pursed his lips and looked at Qin Dongyi:

"Brother."

Qin Dongyi suddenly stopped, and he let go of Shisan's wrist.

He turned to him, as if he wanted to put his hands on his shoulders, but when he raised his hands, he looked at the blood on his hands, then at Thirteen's white clothes, and stopped again.

At last he dropped his hand, and said only:

"Follow me and don't kill anyone."

Qin Dongyi also noticed what Shisan guessed.

It is impossible for everyone to kill each other until the last moment with death threats alone.

But most of the Donghuang ruins have problems. As long as they see blood, some kind of power can put the evil thoughts of people's hearts into infinity, take the initiative to attack others, and then turn into endless killings.

Such a vicious circle ended up like the man who broke into the cave just now.

That man was insane, obviously his mind had been controlled, all he could think about was killing.If it gets worse, I'm afraid that even the self will be lost.

Thinking of this, Thirteen looked at Qin Dongyi,

He looked at his blood-stained face and the hem of his scarlet smoked green clothes, and suddenly felt unacceptable.

he asks:

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I am fine."

He seemed to want to comfort Shisan, so he slightly bent his lips and smiled at him.

But in this situation, the smile was somewhat sad, but his eyes were as gentle and firm as usual.

At that time, the sky and the earth were all scarlet, and the strong wind carried the scorching heat, bringing up Qin Dongyi's blood-red clothes.

Thirteen also saw himself in Qin Dongyi's eyes.

He felt that he would probably always remember Qin Dongyi's appearance at that time.

The man smiled lightly, and the words he spoke were gentle, obviously comforting him, but it sounded like an inappropriate love sentence:

"Don't get bloody, Thirteen...you look better in white."