Save the beautiful and tragic hero

Yu Ying didn't speak, but stared at Ni Wenhui blankly.

Ni Wenhui knew that the man was staring at her through Yu Ying's eyes.

Do not……

Not the person, but the thing.

Because it is not human at all.

Ni Wenhui forgot when it first appeared around her. When she realized its existence, it had already possessed many people around her.

It knows everything about her, some things other people know, and some things others don't.

It told her that it is the main consciousness of this world, and it needs the help of others to accomplish one thing, which is to clear out the things that do not belong to this world.

But it can't kill that person directly, it needs to maintain the balance of this world, what it wants is that person dies naturally in an accident.

Although it didn't name the name, Ni Wenhui could easily guess it.

That person is Mi Lu.

Mi Lu, who was upright but followed Hu Luyan to the Devil Realm regardless.

It said that everything started because of Mi Lu, and it was the appearance of Mi Lu that made the situation develop in an uncontrollable direction.

If Mi Lu disappears, it will regain its power to control the world. At that time, it can easily prevent the impending catastrophe.

Ni Wenhui naturally did not believe its words.

But things have come to this, she no longer has a choice.

Now that Yunyan Sect and Wenren's family are bound together, they have long become grasshoppers on a rope. She can't persuade her mother to stay away from this fight, but she can't help but watch Yunyan Sect attack rocks like Hulu's family.

It was the only option she could try.

After Ni Wenhui sorted out the messy thoughts in her mind, she took a deep breath, looked up at Yu Ying, and said softly, "I will do what you say, and you must keep your promise in mind."

"I've always kept in mind, you can go at ease." Yuying replied in a strange tone.

Ni Wenhui hummed in a low voice.

Yuying didn't leave, but still stood where she was.

Ni Wenhui waited for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Yu Ying's gaze was extremely straightforward, fixed firmly on Ni Wenhui's face, as if she could see the true thoughts deep in Ni Wenhui's heart through the appearance.

Ni Wenhui was a little embarrassed by her, and touched her face.

Then, seeing Yuying slowly squeeze out a stiff smile, she said, "You don't need to feel guilty, you are just taking back what belongs to you."

Ni Wenhui was taken aback when she heard the words.

"Didn't I tell you? Hu Luyan and Mi Lu were supposed to be two people who had nothing to do with each other, but you were the closest person around Hu Luyan, but Mi Lu took your place and took your place. Squeeze away." Yu Ying's strange tone was full of delusion, "Mi Lu is a thief who stole your things. Do you still have to take into account the thief's mood when you drive the thief away?"

Ni Wenhui shook her head: "I'm not thinking about this."

"Then why are you hesitating?"

"I'm just..." Ni Wenhui stopped suddenly, and she remained silent for a while with a tangled expression, but she didn't express her inner worries.

She was just worried that instead of changing the status quo, it would make the situation worse.

For some reason, she always had a bad premonition, and she always felt that this matter was not as easy as it said.

It's just that she has no other choice.

Mi Lu slept for a long time.

His consciousness was very heavy, as if he had sunk to the bottom of a pool, and there were constant waves of water washing away, dropping layer after layer of weight on his consciousness.

I don't know how long it took before he was lifted up by a faint buoyancy.

up.

up.

Further up.

Finally surfaced.

At this time, Mi Lu also had a real feeling. He felt a hand slowly walking on his cheek, as if carefully describing his facial features, and his fingertips paused on his lips for a long time before moving on. Down.

Before Mi Lu's brain could function, his body opened his mouth and bit the finger out of conditioned reflex.

The owner of the finger was visibly taken aback.

Mi Lu's eyelashes trembled, he struggled for a moment, and then slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him was a magnified face, close at hand, with the tip of his nose almost touching his.

Four eyes facing each other.

Mi Lu's pale and bewildered face was reflected in those dark pupils, and then, a burst of joy called joy surged up, filling those black pupils very quickly.

The pretty face suddenly approached, and some cold lips kissed Mi Lu's cheek.

Mi Lu loosened his teeth in a daze.

But the thumb that was bitten by him just now didn't intend to take it away, but was lightly pressed against his lips, and the other four fingers followed the trend downward, wrapping around his chin.

"The Law of Dendrobium..."

Mi Lu just squeezed out two words, and Hu Luyan kissed the corner of her mouth.

Hu Luyan's hot breath sprayed all over his face, like a chicken pecking at rice, gently and carefully pecking at the corner of his mouth.

It's just that this state didn't last long.

When Mi Lu tried to speak again, Hu Luyan's thumb withdrew and blocked his lips firmly.

Mi Lu was dizzy from being kissed, all the oxygen in his mouth and nose was taken away by Hu Luyan, and he felt suffocated, he had to raise his hand to touch Hu Luyan's chest.

After finally waiting for Hu Luyan to distance himself, he opened his mouth and took a hard breath.

As if just come alive.

However, due to lack of oxygen, his eyes overflowed with physiological tears, making his eyes watery, and he couldn't even see Hu Luyan's face clearly.

As soon as he wiped his tears on Hu Luyan's body, he was suddenly embraced by Hu Luyan.

Hu Luyan just didn't move.

Only a pair of strong hands held him tightly.

Mi Lu found a suitable place in Hu Luyan's arms, put her cheek on Hu Luyan's chest, and quietly let Hu Luyan hug her.

But not long after hugging, he suddenly thought of something, and reached out to touch his chest.

No pain.

Did not touch the wound.

Nothing happened to the chest shot through by the soldier with a bow and arrow, as if nothing had happened before.

Mi Lu poked through the clothes for a long time, but was still a little uncertain, so he wanted to poke his hand in from underneath to continue checking the previous wound, but when his hand touched the edge of the clothes, Hu Luyan grabbed it.

Hu Luyan looked up at him: "What are you touching?"

Mi Lu said, "Why is my wound gone?"

"It's ready." Hu Luyan hugged Mi Lu, buried his face in Mi Lu's neck, and patted Mi Lu's back reassuringly, "It's all right, it's all right."

Mi Lu sensed something was wrong, and began to struggle in Hu Luyan's arms.

Hu Luyan originally wanted to take a good rest with Mi Lu, but Mi Lu was so restless after waking up, moving around in his arms all the time.

"Okay." Hu Luyan turned over and pressed on Mi Lu, squeezed the hand on Mi Lu's waist in warning, "Stop making trouble, I want to sleep for a while."

Mi Lu tried her best to raise her chin in Hu Luyan's arms: "Let me see you."

Hu Luyan was very reluctant: "What's so interesting about me."

"Hurry up!" Mi Lu slapped Hu Luyan's back unceremoniously, still urging loudly, "I want to see you!"

Hu Luyan groaned and froze completely after being photographed.

How could Mi Lu at this moment look like he just woke up from a coma?Not only is he full of energy, but he can also touch Hu Luyan's face.

He didn't notice it when he just woke up, but when he took a closer look, he realized that Hu Luyan's face was frighteningly pale, and there was still a layer of black cyan under his eyes, obviously he hadn't had a good rest.

Moreover, Hu Luyan has lost a lot of weight visibly to the naked eye, even his cheekbones are slightly protruding, and his lips are also light blue.

Mi Lu hadn't seen Hu Luyan in such a mess for a long time.

With a frown, he groped for Hu Luyan's wrist, held it in front of his eyes, and pushed up the cuff, and suddenly a series of horrific scars came into view.

The scars start from the wrist and are neatly arranged upwards at extremely narrow intervals, like thick lines winding upwards, hidden in the cuffs that are rolled up to the elbows of the arms.

These scars are knife wounds.

Although the bleeding had already stopped, one could tell at a glance how ferocious his appearance was at that time. It is estimated that the bones could be seen deep in every wound.

Mi Lu gasped, and the five fingers holding Hu Luyan's wrist trembled faintly.

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Hu Luyan.

However, Hu Luyan didn't respond at all, as if these scars didn't belong to him at all, he calmly took his hand away, and gently put it on Mi Lu's back: "It's all over."

Mi Lu is not a fool, he can naturally guess that the scar on Hu Luyan's arm was cut out by himself.

Why cut off the arm?

For bloodletting, of course.

Why bloodletting?

The answer is more obvious.

Mi Lu's mouth didn't smell blood at all, so he should have been washed, but he knew that he drank Hu Luyan's blood, and even drank a lot.

It can be seen from his lively state.

It can also be seen from Hu Luyan's listless and decadent state.

Mi Lu's throat choked.

In an instant, a very strange feeling shrouded like a dark cloud, like a large ball of cotton stuck firmly on his heart.

He heard his hoarse voice: "Don't you cherish your life? Let yourself bleed so much, and you are not afraid of losing too much blood and dying?"

Hu Luyan reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, and touched Mi Lu's forehead with his cold lips: "I will not die, and neither will you."

Mi Lu was stunned.

Hu Luyan hugged Mi Lu into his arms again: "We all have to live well."

After a pause, he continued, "It's snowing outside, let's sleep and watch the snow."

Mi Lu blinked: "What's so interesting about snow."

"It's pretty." Hu Luyan said in a muffled voice, "I didn't think it was pretty when I was a child, but after I lost my eyes, I realized that snow is pretty."

Mi Lu slowly pursed her lips.

Hu Luyan closed his eyes, and sighed in the crook of Mi Lu's neck: "It's very white, very soft, and feels cool to the touch. It looks even better when I watch it with you."

Having said that, Mi Lu could no longer make any sound.

next moment.

Very abrupt——

Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and then got out of control.

The ball of cotton stuck on his chest suddenly swelled and engulfed him.

Swelling and soreness spread rapidly, stabbing his chest slightly numb.

The dark, quiet and cramped little black room that imprisoned him made a crackling sound, and countless winding and intertwined cracks bloomed on the wall like flowers.

Mi Lu took a deep breath, turned over suddenly, his expression was tense, he pressed Hu Luyan's shoulders with both hands almost fiercely, and said with a trembling voice: "Don't look at Xue, look at me."

After speaking, one hand slightly loosened and placed on his shirt.