Su Bian Cultivation World

"Is it dawn?"

"No, sister, don't worry, I'll be there soon." Xiao Ren turned his head and glanced at Feng Xue, who was covered with clothes covering her eyes, and continued to lower her head and use her teeth to tear an inner garment into strips, wrapping it around her shoulders. Wound.

This is one of the secret words of the two of them, and it comes from the first meeting between Feng Xue and Xiao Ren - when Feng Xue just came to the dead place, picked up the dying Xiao Ren, and didn't know the other's growth environment, she was worried that Xiao Ren Seeing the bloody wound on his body, Ren was afraid, so he covered her eyes and bandaged her, and told her that it was not dawn yet, and let her rest for a while.

At that time, the blood in the dead land hadn't eroded Feng Xue to the point where she insisted on abolishing her cultivation. Blood was like a tempting snack to her. , The willpower used is probably only equivalent to the torment of losing weight in her teenage years.

It's just that as Feng Xue stayed in the dead place for a long time, her blood attack became more and more intrusive. Now, let alone bandaging Xiaoren's wound, even if she covered her head and didn't want to see Xiaoren who was treating the wound, she had to use all of her Restraint will do.

This snow cave where they hide is small, even if the two try their best to stay away from each other, their backs will touch each other, and the faint bloody smell is particularly vivid here.

In the past, once the bloodthirsty spirit from Feng Xue's blood floated up, she would lock herself with a stone lock, cover her eyes, turn her back, and let Xiao Ren go far away.But now Hua Biliu, who has suffered a lot outside, is searching for the whereabouts of the two of them intensively, and it is obviously unrealistic to let Xiao Ren go away.

Fortunately, in this cave, there was something comparable to the existence of the small blade that Feng Xue coveted too much.

Feng Xue opened a gap in the clothes covering her head, and stared blankly at an arm thrown in the corner of the snow cave.

That arm was broken at the shoulder, the skin of the whole arm was white and delicate, and there was a red gold ring inlaid with turquoise on the wrist.Every piece of nail above the five fingers is crystal clear, and it was still growing on Hua Biliu's body well before a quarter of an hour.

It was Hua Biliu's arm, and it was also a claw full of spiritual power and flesh and blood of his fellow Taotie.

Feng Xue silently pressed her stomach. Hunger burned her stomach like a flame, and the desire to eat ate away at her will like opening and closing her mouth all the time.Several times, she was in a trance, almost pounced on it, and gnawed on that paw without a gesture.

...But that arm still retains the human form.

That hand does not belong to human beings, Feng Xue knew it well.However, as long as her consciousness returns to the cage a little bit, it will not be difficult for her to recall those dirty and dark memories that Hua Biliu has just brought out, that were once suppressed in the deepest part of her heart.

——"You are lucky to meet this rare honor in a thousand years."

——"Being a man? Stupid and unrepentant, willing to be humble."

—— "It seems that you haven't understood yet."

——"Forget it, you are now my half daughter... As the second Taotie in the world who can survive to the growth stage, I will reward you for understanding."

Then there were seven days of torment and endless hunger that could not be shaken off, she was driven by that strange force, and finally gnawed and tore her own flesh and blood almost irrationally.

Then... In a daze, she saw a thin figure thrown in, but at that time she was completely unable to digest and understand the meaning.

It was just out of instinct, out of the instinct of this brand new body, out of the instinct of a creature like gluttony, she pounced on it.

When she woke up, the broken head had rolled down in the dirty muddy water, the two big eyes were still closed, and a pair of terrified eyes stared at Feng Xue dully, the gaze was frozen forever, and her mouth She's holding... What she has in her mouth is...

Feng Xue suddenly shivered!

She came back to her senses, and found that the clothes covering her face had been thrown aside long ago, and that arm had been held in front of her eyes at some point, her lips were only an inch away from Hua Biliu's elbow, sweet and bloody The air had already filled the entire tip of her nose.

As if being scalded by hot coals, Feng Xue threw her arm out trembling.

"elder sister?"

Feng Xue turned her head in a daze, and saw Xiao Ren beside her.

Like many years in the past, like countless times in the past, Xiaoren was less than a foot away from her, her face and rapier were both cold, but her body was as warm as a cage of fire.

As if Feng Xue had found her backbone, she threw herself on Xiao Ren's shoulder and burst into tears.

Xiao Ren hugged Feng Xue back, her movements were skillful, but her expression was still as jerky as the first time.When it was just the two of them in the past, Feng Xue shed tears many times in front of her, but there was never a time like this, as if her soul had collapsed and shattered.

"Xiaoren, Xiaoren..." Feng Xue kept trembling, retching from her lungs, her voice was hoarse and broken, as if calling for help, "I can't vomit! I can't vomit!"

The past entwined her tightly like a gangrene.There was a bloody arm in front of her, and the scarlet color of despair was not worse than in memory.

...She let go, and the half of her arm fell to the ground with a clatter, falling into a pool of blood, and the splashed blood wetted her paws that had turned into beasts at some point.Yet the fishy, ​​sticky feeling remained on her tongue, in her esophagus.

She screamed in despair, and the sound she made was the hiss of a wild animal. She cried helplessly, and there was no trace of human beings in her drawn out tone.She recklessly stuffed her mouth with her clumsy and sharp claws, digging at her throat, and the wound on her front leg that she had torn and swallowed before was gurgling blood.Her mouth was full of rust-smelling fishy sweetness, but she couldn't tell which ones came from the innocent people who had died cold and which ones came from herself.

The will has shrunk into a ball in the corner, and the rationality has long been vomited, but the instinct of this strange body is still greedily swallowing, and it swallows everything that flows into its throat, even if it eats itself until only the skeleton remains , the flesh and blood will also be locked up and rotted in the stomach bag.

Spit it out, spit it out!

But she can't spit it out!

Feng Xue struggled, rolled, jumped up and down, choked and gagged, her sharp claws almost cut half of her vocal cords... Finally she fell to the ground exhausted, her heart was so cold that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

"Okay, my new good daughter." The cold and emotionless voice sounded above her head again, "Do you still want to be human now?"

Feng Xue froze there sluggishly, weakly like a piece of bamboo paper that could be blown away in one breath, like a soul that has been hammered down by someone.

"Don't talk? Still want to?" There was a huge force on her head, pressing her head down forcefully, her dead eyes met a pool of blood, and her blurred shadow was reflected in it, the voice said impatiently, "Come and see, are you human now?"

The pool of blood was still expanding, mixed with other people's blood and hers, like the churned up lump in her stomach, sticky, and the source could not be discerned.

Feng Xue's slack pupils slowly returned to focus, and the trembling figure in his eyes was huge, bright red, terrifying, and completely humanoid.

That was a monster, that was a goblin.It is gluttonous, it is a heterogeneous species, and it alone cannot be called a human being.

It's... no, it's me, I...

"Stop! Sister, stop!"

Xiao Ren's almost shrill voice brought back Feng Xue's sanity, she came back to her senses in a daze, her mouth was already full of fishy sweetness, she raised her head with a pale face, but fortunately Xiao Ren was still intact.

It was her own arm that was bleeding.It looked like teeth marks, and fresh blood gushed out one after another. Feng Xue licked the corner of her lips, and a dry blood spot melted on the tip of her tongue.

Xiao Ren hugged Feng Xue's arm recklessly, and she raised her eyes to look directly at Feng Xue, her eyes were still as serious as ever, like a silly child: "Don't bite yourself. Sister, you can eat me when you are hungry."

——No, maybe she was.

She is a newly sharpened sharp sword, a stone tire that has been roughly chiseled and ground into shape. Before meeting Feng Xue, everyone called her Kuai Jiannv. That one".Feng Xue gave her a name, but besides herself, there seemed to be no more than five people in the whole dead land called Xiao Ren.

The small blade is just a sharp sword, a light weapon, and a symbol to measure combat power.She was originally just an artificially created murderous soldier, and every move and every move was filled with the determination to die together.She is heartless and ruthless, and she doesn't even have the brains to treat her own life with caution, so opponents fear her like a sword, guard against a knife, and guard against a weapon, but never treat her seriously as a person.

But Feng Xue still remembers the first time they met. She thought that the girl was seriously injured, and she could see the bones from the back; How much has I suffered.

Feng Xue tied the last knot for the wound on Xiaoren's ankle and uncovered the clothes on her face, trying to figure out whether the other party passed out from the pain or was secretly crying.Unexpectedly, this girl just stared at her with a pair of eyes that were cold enough and innocent enough, and raised her hand to remove a handle of pearl flowers from Feng Xue's bun.

"Nice," she said briefly.

She was clearly twisting the hairpin between her fingers, but her eyes met Feng Xue's face directly.

It wasn't until later that Feng Xue realized that it was the most precise expression that Xiao Ren could do at that time.

At that time, Xiaoren didn't recognize anything other than the sword in her hand. Apart from chopping and stabbing in exchange for wounds, even when she saw festering and inflamed wounds, she only knew to sprinkle some medicinal powder and lick them, but even so, she She also knew that the light golden hairpin that was inserted obliquely between the black hair, that soft and comforting voice, and that white face that was out of place with this place were beautiful, so good enough to make her like it.

She went out, came back, dragged the prey and fed it to Feng Xue.She is as ignorant as a young animal, sharp as a stone, and Feng Xue is the lair she has identified. She follows Feng Xue, like a leopard entering her newly dug warm nest.

It makes her feel comfortable, it makes her feel safe.

If it were placed in the original world, Little Blade would have an alias called "Sword Boy".Feng Xue spent a lot of effort teaching Xiaoren her own name, and spent more time to let her know not to call her "Miss" like the group outside, she likes Xiaoren to call her "sister".

For a very long time, Feng Xue had always had the illusion that she was not teaching a child, but grinding a stubborn piece of sword embryo.

This sword embryo was clumsy and hard, and it made blood bubbles form Feng Xue's palm, but she was not a lifeless, cold creature in the eyes of ordinary people, she still had a heart.

There was the heart that pulled out her hairpin and praised "good-looking" when they first met, and there was also the heart that stood in front of Feng Xue countless times in the later years and whispered "I will protect my sister".

...Even more today, she clasped Feng Xue's shoulders, restraining Feng Xue's blood-drenched arms properly, and said resolutely and seriously: "Don't hurt yourself, sister eat me."

Her behavior is as if the Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagle, or gave up his body to feed the tiger, but there is no ray of holy light and Buddha nature on Xiaoren's face, what is just blurred out decisively, and a little ignorance that is out of tune with the world.

It's not considered a sacrifice, and there is no need to think carefully, but my sister cried so sadly, Xiao Ren didn't want to see her in such pain again.

"...Who raises a child so big, it's for food." Feng Xue's expression was crying and laughing, her originally cold voice had collapsed into a mess, "I'm neither Hua Biyue nor Hannibal ...Xiao Ren, I am your older sister!"

For a long time, she taught Xiaoren how to write, she taught Xiaoren how to speak, and she told Xiaoren how to deal with his wounds and which kind of exercises were most suitable for cultivation based on Hua Biyue's remaining memories.With the identity of this physical body, she was inseparable from Xiaoren, so as not to encounter any accidents because of the care she took when they first met.

But it was also Xiaoren who listened to her countless times in confusion and tried hard to recall the world that she might never go back to, and unconditionally obeyed the demands that were obviously incompatible with this place like water and oil.When she was sad, Xiao Ren stayed with her, when she cried, Xiao Ren hugged her... As for which of the two of them did more for the other, it was a bad deal, Feng Xue gave Xiao Ren her name and vitality, Xiaoren also guarded and witnessed the soul from another world.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that even in such a twisted and perverted environment, Feng Xue still retained a large part of her "self".

Her sense of morality is almost the same as in her previous life. In the face of the hunger of this tortured body, she has been tortured countless times to the point of death, but she refuses to follow the trend.

But now it's a dead end.

Feng Xue suddenly remembered a conversation she had with a friend in her previous life. The face and name of that friend were blurred in her memory, but her viewpoint was vivid enough to be remembered.She said that coming to a foreign country for the first time is like lying on the delivery bed, and getting used to the surrounding environment is always a labor pain. Even if you get used to it, you will inevitably feel a little disappointed in your heart. Whoever is not a local is always in his bones, so he has the illusion that this child is not his own.However, there are exceptions. If you have enough hard currency in your hands, you can't live comfortably if you spend the soft girls' coins.

Xiaoren's clear and shallow breathing rang in Feng Xue's ears, and the sweet smell of blood on her body never stopped lingering in her nose.If it drags on, no matter if she loses control of her mind or Hua Biliu arrives in anger, the lives of both of them will be in jeopardy.

...just a running-in with the environment.Feng Xue thought, only the local eating habits are fish sticks, three squeaks, and dragon and tiger fights.The shape of that arm did remind her of old nightmares, but its essence was still a piece of raw, strange animal meat.

The hard currency in the previous life was money, but the hard currency in this life is cultivation.In the past, if you don’t eat the special delicacies in the tourist attractions, you may regret it, but if you don’t eat the arm in front of you, you may die because of it.

Hua Biliu swallowed her and Xiao Ren never needed to do as much psychological construction as she did, and he didn't even hesitate.

She needs cultivation, she needs strength, she needs...to protect Xiaoren and herself.

Feng Xue pushed aside the small blade, and threw herself at the arm with the bracelet on the severed wrist, stuffing the flesh and bones down her throat with all her might, not afraid of choking herself to death.Her tears couldn't stop flowing like a flood, but compared to the previous scene, she was crying in a mess now.

"Fuck the noble new body, that old idiot just doesn't know how to change the world with technology - he hasn't even had reproductive isolation with humans for so many years, and the children are born in litters, he really treats himself like a big head ?" Feng Xue choked and hiccupped, almost swallowing the raw flesh with her eyes closed, "The local specialty meat of alien intelligent creatures... octopuses also have the intelligence of twelve or thirteen years old... Hulu meat, laughing and talking about thirsting for the blood of the Huns..."

"Sister." Xiao Ren called Feng Xue softly, obviously listening to a long series of incomprehensible words, afraid that she would really go crazy.

Feng Xue swallowed the last mouthful of greasy raw meat, and she saw her own reflection in Xiao Ren's pupils: her mouth was full of blood, and her vertical pupils were terrifying.

Yet Kobane's expression was still nothing but pure concern and trust.

Feng Xue closed her eyes tightly, she hugged Xiaoren tightly again, and suddenly smiled.

The cry in her voice has not faded, but her tone is cruel: "From now on, whoever treats you as food in front of me, I will kill him."

After the pain, there is a new life.