Save the beautiful and tragic hero

Before Zhou Shang held Hu Luwan close, Mi Lu smelled a more intense smell of blood, not like the smell from Hu Luwan's staying here for a long time, but more like the smell emanating from Hu Luwan's body. The smell comes out.

That smell also made Hu Luyan frowned unconsciously.

Hu Luyan stared at Hu Luwan in Zhou Shang's arms for a moment, as if he wanted to touch him, but halfway up his hand, he retracted it as if he was afraid of something, as if getting an electric shock.

Zhou Shang said, "Master."

Hu Luyan put down his hand, and after taking a deep look at Hu Luwan, he withdrew his gaze: "Go back."

"But the leader..." Zhou Shang said, "She seems to be dying..."

Zhou Shang dared not tell Hu Luyan what he saw in the house just now.

That room seemed to have been soaked in a blood tank. As soon as he walked in, he was disgusted by the smell of blood and his stomach was churning. Under the light of a dim yellow candle, he was only skinny Hu Luwan collapsed on the ground beside the bed, with all kinds of bottles and cans scattered around her.

Before leaving, Zhou Shang deliberately checked those bottles and jars, only to find that they were filled with forbidden drugs to extend his life.

At best, those banned drugs can extend life, but at worst, they can be said to hang the dead, so that more things can be spit out from the dead's mouth. Even the people in the devil world use those banned drugs when they extract confessions. one time.

As a result, Hu Luwan's room was full of banned drugs...

Zhou Shang closed his eyes, he couldn't think anymore, when he opened his eyes, he saw Hu Luyan's face was as cold as ice.

"I'll go back." Hu Luyan's voice was very deep, and the coercion around him was overwhelming, "Do you want me to repeat it again?"

Zhou Shang almost failed to gain a firm foothold under the tremendous coercion. He stabilized his footsteps and quickly lowered his head: "Yes."

How could Zhou Shang fail to understand what Hu Luyan meant?

The reason Hu Luyan was in such a hurry to go back was because he was afraid that Mi Lu would have an accident here.

From the beginning to the end, Hu Luyan's purpose was to take Hu Luwan back, and whether Hu Luwan was brought back alive or dead was not within the scope of Hu Luyan's concern.

even--

Hu Luyan came to pick her up and Hu Luwan just followed Mi Lu's persuasion habitually.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shang stopped talking and walked forward.

However, just as he took a step, a hand suddenly blocked his way.

Zhou Shang looked up.

That hand was Hu Luyan's.

Hu Luyan was a bit taller than Zhou Shang, and when he looked down, his eyes were filled with a cold light that could not be concealed by his long eyelashes.

Zhou Shang felt the familiar coercion again, his legs were weak, and after taking a look at Hu Luyan, he quickly looked away.

In Zhou Shang's downcast eyes, you can see that Hu Luyan is still holding Mi Lu's hand tightly, and interlocking his fingers with Mi Lu, even if he takes a step closer to himself and Hu Luwan, he will pull Mi Lu to the side.

After Hu Luyan stood still, he fell silent, as if observing Hu Luwan in Zhou Shang's arms.

After a while, he finally let go of Mi Lu's hand, but he took out a dagger.

Hu Luyan pressed the sharp side of the dagger against his wrist.

The wrist made of jade was covered with a layer of silvery light in the cold moonlight, and when the blade was lightly slashed down, blood rushed out.

Seeing this, Zhou Shang opened his mouth: "The boss..."

Hu Luyan ignored him, just put away the dagger, and then handed his wrist to Hu Luwan.

Who knew that Hu Luwan was still conscious, she should have sensed Hu Luyan's approach, so she turned her head to the side and avoided Hu Luyan's wrist with difficulty.

Hu Luyan paused, and the bloody hand stopped abruptly in mid-air.

Mi Lu was also taken aback for a moment, and after recovering, he subconsciously pulled Huluyan's sleeve: "Huluyan, your mother..."

Just started talking, when Hu Luwan's hoarse voice squeezed out of her throat interrupted: "Leave me alone."

Hu Luwan seemed to be in a half-awake and half-confused state. After saying that sentence, she closed her eyes for a while, and then said the following words.

"It's a trap."

Hearing this, Hu Luyan's complexion visibly cooled down again. Regardless of Hu Luwan's resistance, he forcibly fed the blood from his wrist into Hu Luwan's mouth.

Hu Luwan's breathing became lighter and lighter, but her voice became more and more urgent: "Go, go quickly."

As she spoke, crystal clear tears rolled out from the corners of Hu Luwan's eyes like beads with broken threads, falling down one after another.

Hu Luwan's long and narrow eyes, which were very similar to Hu Luyan's, were all wet with tears. She cried silently, but every word she uttered was trembling.

"Why bother?" Hu Luwan said, "Why take such a big risk to save me, a dying person."

Hu Luyan stared down at Hu Luwan's face.

This woman is his own mother.

Although he knew this before coming here, his knowledge of this matter was only limited to knowing, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. No matter how hard Hu Luwan tried to give birth to him, they were separated for almost 20 years.

This woman was more like a stranger to him.

But looking at the woman's tears streaming down her cheeks now, it felt as if a certain string in his heart had been gently plucked.

He opened his mouth as if to say something.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, only said to Zhou Shang: "Let's go."

As for the trap that Hu Luwan mentioned, Hu Luyan had expected it a long time ago—it was impossible for Wen Renzheng to leave Hu Luwan here without any preparations.

But when they circled back to the original place for the third time, a ray of uneasiness crept into Hu Luyan's heart silently. He subconsciously clenched Mi Lu's hand, and unconsciously frowned.

"Guild Master." Zhou Shang, who was following behind, said in a low voice, "We seem to have entered the battle."

A disciple of the Wuwang Gang cursed: "Damn it, I heard that people like to do such sneaky things, like a mouse who can't see the light, only knows how to play dirty."

Another disciple said: "Don't you think this formation is very strange? If you just want to trap us here, it would be too childish. A mere ghost hitting a wall can trap our leader..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Shang interrupted: "Wen Renzheng is insidious, cunning, and cunning, and he will never do useless work. We must not take it lightly."

The disciples paused for a moment, and then responded in unison: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Shang cast his eyes on Hu Luyan, who was gradually tensing up in front of him: "Master."

Hu Luyan was quiet for a moment, and then ordered: "Zhou Shang waits with us in place, and the rest go to break the formation."

Hearing this, all the disciples of the Wuwang Gang, including Zhou Shang, were momentarily confused.

Wenren's formation is not simple for them, but it is really pediatrics for Hu Luyan, who can almost break this strange formation with a flip of his palm.

As a result, Hu Luyan didn't move by himself, but let them break the formation.

But confusion is confusion, no one dared to disobey Hu Luyan's order.

Soon, they all disappeared into the thick night.

Mi Lu had been staying close to Hu Luyan, so he naturally noticed the strangeness of Hu Luyan. He raised his hand and touched Hu Luyan's face, which was very cool by the night wind.

"What's wrong?" Mi Lu asked, "Did you feel something?"

Hu Luyan took Mi Lu's hand and held it together with the other hand he was holding, as if this could hold Mi Lu firmly in his hand.

No.

Still something was missing.

He always felt that Mi Lu was a kite in the sky, flying very high on the wind, with only a thin string in his hand. Although he could control the height of Mi Lu's flight, he could not control the height of Mi Lu's flight. direction.

The thread was so thin that it could snap off at any moment.

At that time, the only connection between him and Mi Lu was also broken.

This made Hu Luyan feel extremely panicked.

He has lost too much in his life, and he can lose more, but he cannot lose Mi Lu.

"I was thinking—" Hu Luyan said, "Maybe we shouldn't come here."

Mi Lu was stunned for a moment before asking: "Why do you say that?"

"Their target is you, and it's you from the beginning to the end." The anxiety in Hu Luyan's heart slowly surfaced on his face, and there was a clear haze in his eyes, "This formation is aimed at you."

Wen Renzheng is really old and cunning, even if he has not met a few times, he knows him so well, knowing that he will bring Mi Lu by his side at any time, so he deliberately set up such a situation, using Hu Luwan as a bait, waiting for him to jump with Mi Lu Come in.

What a well-known person.

Really played them around.

Hu Luyan's chest was full of hostility, as if there were countless clusters of flames rampaging uncontrollably.

The reason why he could figure it out was because in this seemingly ordinary formation that had no effect on other people, he felt a call from his body's instinct.

His heart is here.

A whole heart.

As long as he takes the heart back from Mi Lu and Hu Luwan, he can have his own heart.

He could even hear the sound of his heart beating—this was undoubtedly a great temptation.

The labor pain caused by the struggle against the body's instinct made Hu Luyan's face covered with a fine layer of cold sweat.

He held onto Mi Lu's hand even more tightly, and at the same time, the questions that had been deliberately suppressed deep in his mind surged up again.

Is Mi Lu really the soul of another world?

Where did Mi Lu live?

Why did Mi Lu come here?

All kinds of problems made him a headache, and he stared at Mi Lu closely, as if he wanted to carve Mi Lu's appearance into his eyes.

Mi Lu was anxiously stared at by Hu Luyan, not knowing what to say, so he came up and kissed the corner of Hu Luyan's mouth.

After the dragonfly touched the water, Hu Luyan said, "I will take you out of here."

At this time, Zhou Shang's urgent voice suddenly came from behind: "Guangzhu, she is really dying!"

Mi Lu followed Hu Luyan and walked over to take a look, only to see that Hu Luwan had lost consciousness, and her breath was so weak that she could hardly feel it.

Obviously, Hu Luyan's blood is not enough to offset Hu Luwan's physical wear and tear over the years. She needs a good treatment environment. If she continues to consume like this, she may really be exhausted to death here.

When Hu Luyan withdrew his sniffing breath, he turned his palm up, and a sense of coercion emerged from his palm.

The deeper black mist visible to the naked eye overflowed from his palm like flowing water, and then spread in all directions with lightning speed.

Breaking the formation is very simple.

As long as Hu Luyan moves his fingers, it will be enough.

However, as the black mist spread, what awaited them was not the rupture of the formation, but the sudden brightening of the sky.