Save the beautiful and tragic hero

People tend to confuse time in the dark.

Since Hu Luyan could not see the light, he could no longer feel the passage of time.

He didn't know where he was, but the biting coldness was nibbling at his mutilated body all the time. He was like a rag bag that had been torn apart with countless holes, and the little life force was still there. It leaked out continuously.

Scarlet blood flowed from the hollow eye sockets, leaving two brightly colored marks on the pale face. There was nothing in those eye sockets—because the eyeballs had been gouged out.

He opened his mouth, breathing hard, and there was nothing in his mouth—because his tongue had been cut off.

He has no hands, and only one right leg is left, barely supporting him to move forward painfully and slowly.

But every inch he moved was like rolling over the tip of a knife, and the bone-piercing pain turned into a big mouth that bit him again and again.

The ground beneath him was too cold, as if a layer of frost had condensed on it, and if he stayed for another quarter of an hour, it would kill him.

He moved forward as hard as he could.

In a daze, he seemed to have heard what the woman had said to him.

"You shouldn't have been born in this world. Look at how many people you killed."

"It's my relief that you're dead."

"Why did I become like this for you? How much do I owe you? Why don't you kill me, I really can't hold on anymore..."

The figure of the woman emerged from the darkness, prostrate on the ground, naked, with ambiguous red marks and shocking bruises all over the exposed snow-white skin.

The woman raised her head slightly, stared at him with hatred in her eyes, and every word she uttered was like a poisoned needle: "Why don't you die?"

He squeezed out a dull and hoarse mournful cry from his throat, like a bird that could not fly in the snow field landed on the white snow, fluttered its wings, and made the final struggle sadly and sadly.

He couldn't move anymore, curled up his only right leg, and the vitality in his body disappeared.

No more sound could come out of his throat.

Dimly, Hu Luyan felt a warm hand caressing his cheek.

The strength of that hand was very light, as if touching a precious and fragile object.

so warm...

He has never been treated like this before, even the mother he has known for almost ten years has never touched his cheek like this.

Soon, the hand took away from his cheek and carefully lifted him up.

He smelled a very faint floral fragrance.

Hu Luyan opened his eyes blankly.

The man fed him a few pills, bandaged his wounds, and wrapped him up in warm clothes.

The rare warmth dispelled a little chill.

When that person's palm was pressed against his back, he suddenly felt a faint but warm spiritual power sent into his body.

The spiritual power was flowing through his body, spreading out like a thin blood vessel.

Using spiritual power as a medium, his senses unconsciously followed this medium and quickly penetrated into the opponent's body...even the opponent didn't realize it, let alone react.

Immediately after—

thumping—

He heard the heartbeat of the other party.

thumping—

thumping—

That, that is...

thumping—

thumping—

his heart!

The eye sockets suddenly widened, and scarlet blood rushed out of the dark eye holes like a gurgling spring.

His heart, in that man's body.

Mi Lu wrapped up Hu Luyan's clothes and was about to pick him up, but Hu Luyan accidentally bit his neck, and his sharp teeth pierced through the three layers of clothes he had specially wrapped up, piercing his fragile clothes .

Mi Lu didn't expect that Hu Luyan, who seemed to be holding his breath, would still have the strength to bite him.

The key is--

It's fine to bite, why is it still sucking blood! !

Is this kid a mosquito?

Mi Lu's body twitched in pain. He was about to push Hu Luyan away, but his heart suddenly contracted.

In the next instant, a sharper stabbing pain exploded in his chest, and spread to his limbs and bones with lightning speed.

Well, it hurts...

Mi Lu's eyes darkened, and she almost passed out of pain on the spot.

The blood on that already pale face faded in an instant, as if he had been manipulated, his limbs were numb and unable to move, only bursts of piercing pain hit his nerves heavily.

In just an instant, cold sweat covered his face.

What's even more frightening is——

His spiritual power is also being sucked away by Hu Luyan in a vague way...

Apparently, Hu Luyan also noticed this, and after tasting the sweetness, Hu Luyan sucked his blood almost greedily, hungrily, and impatiently.

If it wasn't for Hu Luyan's incomplete body, Mi Lu would be 100% sure that he would be sucked dry by Hu Luyan alive.

Not only blood, but also spiritual power.

Help……

He wanted to make amends, but he didn't want to get the lunch so soon!

He has only been reborn a few days ago!

Just when Mi Lu thought that this npc who wanted to die was about to die in a foreign land, he and Hu Luyan were separated by a pair of strong hands.

The pain that was squeezing his heart suddenly disappeared.

Mi Lu collapsed on the ground, and didn't even know how to breathe for a while. If he could see his face, he would know that his face was paler than a dead person at this moment.

Sweat wet the broken hair on his forehead, and his limbs were still numb.

Sanxiu came over and pulled him up from the ground.

His legs were trembling, and with the support of Sanxiu, he leaned against the boulder next to him and managed to stand still. He quickly looked at Hu Luyan.

Hu Luyan was wrapped in the clothes he brought, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth—it was all his blood.

The casual cultivator went to patrol the neighborhood just now, and he wanted to give Mi Lu and Hu Luyan a chance to be alone, but he saw such a thrilling scene when he came back.

Sanxiu glanced at Mi Lu's neck: "Have you been bitten by him?"

Mi Lu's mouth was parched and he couldn't speak, so he had to close his eyes to signal.

Sanxiu took out a elixir to stop bleeding and fed it to Mi Lu, and when Mi Lu finished resting, Mi Lu took out a few elixirs from his Qiankun bag and stuffed them into his mouth.

After Mi Lu swallowed, Sanxiu asked, "How to deal with that person?"

Although Mi Lu was better than the previous moment, the excessive loss of blood and spiritual power made his unhealed body worse. He supported the boulder with one hand and said in a hoarse voice: "Take it back."

Sanxiu asked: "Are you sure?"

Mi Lu nodded.

Sanxiu wanted to say something else, it can be seen that Mi Lu has made up his mind, and he is also taking money to do things, so he doesn't want to talk too much, so he shuts his mouth embarrassingly.

Mi Lu took out a few white lotus roots that had been prepared earlier from the Qiankun bag, and walked to Hu Luyan's side with the white lotus root in his arms.

Sanxiu was worried that Hu Luyan would be unfavorable to Mi Lu again, so he guarded Mi Lu vigilantly.

Hu Luyan seemed to sense Mi Lu's location, turned his head, and stared at Mi Lu with his dark eyes.

No, it's not called staring.

Because there are no eyeballs in Hu Luyan's eye sockets.

However, Mi Lu insisted on giving birth to an illusion of being followed.

This illusion made his scalp tingle, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his hands holding the white lotus root trembled slightly.

Mi Lu originally planned to wait until he got out of the cold abyss before taking out the white lotus root, but just now Hu Luyan had murderous intentions towards him, so he changed his plan.

I don't know if these white lotus roots can dispel some Hu Luyan's hostility towards him.

At least let Hu Luyan know that he is here to save him.

Mi Lu quickly arranged the sections of white lotus root, pasted a talisman paper on each section, and pasted the last talisman on Huluyan's chest.

He closed his eyes, moved his lips, and muttered to himself.

The soothing mantra leaked from his mouth, wrapped in a little spiritual power, like a layer of soft tulle, slowly covering Hu Luyan's body and the few white lotus roots placed on his limbs.

After a while, the white lotus root changed.

Its shape became hands and feet, and pale skin wrapped around it like a creeper.

In the end, Hu Luyan, who was originally incomplete, had complete limbs.

But it's just looking complete.

After Mi Lu finished reciting the incantation, he consumed most of his spiritual energy. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and waited for a while before reaching out to help Hu Luyan put on his clothes.

Although Hu Luyan's wound had stopped bleeding, his face and body were covered with large patches of coagulated blood, making him look dirty, messy and embarrassed.

Without getting close, you can smell the disgusting pungent bloody smell.

Mi Lu didn't dare to use the body purification technique casually, so he could only hug Hu Luyan like this. He was not strong enough, but fortunately, Hu Luyan was much lighter than his peers, so he was very light when he hugged him—even so, he still hugged Hu Luyan. Quite strenuous.

He took a breath and lifted his chin to Sanxiu: "Let's go."

Seeing this, casual cultivators asked, "Do you need my help?"

Mi Lu shook his head.

He was worried that there was another one who hadn't thought about biting someone's neck on the way of Huluyan. If he bit Sanxiu's neck, Sanxiu would probably blow Huluyan up on the spot.

Don't look at Hu Luyan's ability to destroy the world in the future, but now he is just a child without arms and legs.

Mi Lu lowered his head to look at the child in his arms, and suddenly bumped into Hu Luyan's dark eye sockets.

Hu Luyan's face was always facing him.

Mi Lu noticed the unwiped blood on the corner of Hu Luyan's mouth, and suddenly his neck hurt. He subconsciously tilted his head back to prevent Hu Luyan from biting his neck again.

On the premise that the direction was correct, it would still take three or four days for them to walk out of the cold abyss. In addition, Mi Lu's speed was slow, and he had to rest after a few steps, which forced the three or four days to five or six days.

They travel during the day and rest at night.

When the first ray of sunlight outside the abyss fell on Mi Lu, he felt as if he had been in another world.

Look at Hu Luyan in his arms again.

Hu Luyan should have felt the warmth of the sun on his face, and the face that had been facing Mi Lu for the past three or four days finally turned a little to the side.

The bright yellow sunlight illuminated the blood clots and dirt on Hu Luyan's face clearly, and there was blood overflowing from the sockets of the gouged eyeballs, slowly converging into a drop of blood-colored tears at the corner of the eyes, winding and falling down.

It landed on Mi Lu's sleeve.

A large area of ​​the snow-white sleeves was soaked with blood.

Being so close, Mi Lu couldn't bear to look any further.

He turned his head, but before he could take a step, he suddenly heard a low-pitched exclamation from behind him: "Someone is coming!"

Sanxiu walked over in three steps at a time, pushing Mi Lu towards the direction of the flying boat: "Hurry up, hurry up, the visitor is not good, we have to leave quickly."

Mi Lu didn't think otherwise, and hurried into the flying boat with Sanxiu holding Hu Luyan in his arms.

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