The protagonist wants to steal my script again

He Yu's face was so ugly that it looked scary, and Li Chengyue's face turned pale with fright. He wanted to go forward to treat his injury, but he was also afraid that his casual actions would make the wound worse.

None of them could describe what a tragic picture was unfolding in front of them at this time.

The slender young man was lying on the ground, his entire upper body was almost soaked in blood, a knife was deeply pierced into his heart, but there was still a slight smile on his face.All this made him look red and pale, vulnerable and powerful.Probably anyone who saw this scene would never forget it for life.

"It's okay, don't you know, I won't die because of this, and I won't feel any pain. The blood looks a little scary, but it's not mine either." Saying this, An Minghui raised his head Holding the handle of the knife with a little force, I found that the knife had penetrated so deeply that it was difficult to lick it.

"Don't move, just lie down." He Yu said in a hoarse voice, while grabbing Li Chengyue's collar abruptly, "If you want to survive, don't make unnecessary movements."

In the next second, he clasped Li Chengyue's celestial spirit cover with his hand, and the invisible yang energy that belonged to the living immediately poured into his palm continuously.

About ten seconds later, He Yu let go of his hand, and sat down on the ground with Li Chengyue, who was temporarily weak after losing a lot of yang energy, and then walked forward and squatted down beside An Minghui.

He Yu put one hand near An Minghui's wound, held the handle of the knife with the other hand, pulled it out suddenly, threw it aside without looking at it, and then raised his hand to hold An Ming down. Slowly inject Yang Qi into the dark wound.

For the living dead, physical damage would not be fatal, but such damage would often lead to the loss of the little yang energy left in their body, which was the real danger.

Now He Yu replenishes his yang energy, and part of it is to repair the damaged body structure, otherwise it would be very difficult to drag such a body around.

Pressing one hand on the wound, He Yu took a towel with the free hand and carefully wiped off the blood on An Minghui's face slowly, his expression still not softening in the slightest.

"Your expression seems to be scarier than mine." An Ming said with a low smile, "Relax, don't be so nervous."

"So generous?" He Yu sneered, but the movements of his hands were still very gentle, "Don't you feel scared when you are stared at by a pile of rags?"

If I hadn't suddenly felt the same kind of breath just now, if I hadn't been entangled with that thing for a while...

"rag?"

"Things like me, nine out of ten take pleasure in killing." He himself is a special case because he dislikes dirt and doesn't like to move, but he still doesn't understand how this person can provoke these things so much, "You Did you think it was just for fun?"

"Isn't there you here? So I don't think there should be anything to be afraid of."

While speaking, An Minghui raised his hand and gently pressed it on the place near his heart, which was very close to He Yu's hand, and said softly with emotion: "Since I died, this is the first time I feel my heart There is temperature."

"Being a living dead is actually quite strange. I can clearly feel that my heart is dead, but it can still move, just like a robot." He said these words without any special purpose, just to ease the dull atmosphere , and continued on his own, "But you can't say that, maybe there will be some robots with living hearts in the future? If you can see it, it will be very interesting to think about it."

"If your heart is alive, you can't save it now." After the treatment was over, He Yu raised his hand and pulled An Minghui up from the ground, his movements were much gentler than when he casually put Li Chengyue beside him just now Much more, "Get up and try to see if something is wrong."

After doing some simple activities, An Minghui didn't think there was any problem, but seeing He Yu's eyes full of distrust, he couldn't laugh or cry: "It's really fine, and Cheng Yue will be tossed half of his life by you." He won't be able to stand it again."

As he said that, he squatted down next to the elementary school brother, and asked with concern and a little shame: "Is it okay? I'm sorry, let me apologize for He Yu first, and if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, I will try my best Think of ways to."

"I'm just a little tired, as long as you're okay, senior." Li Chengyue waved his hand weakly, and seeing that An Minghui was really fine, he let out the breath that had been pressing down his throat nervously, "Scared me to death Now, senior, you should not separate from us in the future, I don't understand, but didn't He Yu say that someone is following you?"

"Okay, let's try to act together in the future. But don't be so nervous, He Yu is very powerful, and I won't be so vulnerable, right?" An Minghui intentionally made the atmosphere less tense, and deliberately bent over His arm made a movement to show his muscles, although his muscles were indeed not well developed.

"Farewell, farewell, senior, you'd better be a spiritual leader, even if you really want to fight, let He Yu and me come."

Li Chengyue leaned on the shelf behind him, looked up at the person in front of him, and felt from the bottom of his heart that this gentle and amiable senior was really not suitable for being covered in blood like now.As he said before, he felt that the senior was more suitable for spiritual support. Even though he was so tired that his whole body seemed to be falling apart, he still felt that it was a good deal to see such a gentle smiling face.

"It's a good deed if you can honestly make a blood bag." He Yu sneered coolly, opened a new pack of wet wipes, and squatted down together, wiping the blood on An Minghui's cheeks and neck , while speaking slowly, "The woman you mentioned should have been called Bai Ling, so she is enough to be your ancestor."

An Minghui actually felt that wet wipes could no longer solve his bloody state, but he didn't say anything, and let He Yu wipe it off on his own: "Are you talking about Xu Yiyun? You know her? Then what happened before?" Didn't recognize it?"

"I've never seen her face, but I've seen her original appearance of a pile of rags." He Yu frowned, as if thinking of something very disgusting, "It's so dirty that it's unreasonable, thanks to her being a lunatic Otherwise, even a smart person can't bear it."

That woman was not the same as him, but very similar. He himself was poured with the blood of thousands of people at the beginning of casting, and that woman was an evil thing deliberately created by a celestial master at that time.

If an object wants to transform into a spirit, it must either be sacrificed to a living being, or it will be created naturally based on time alone.

He Yu couldn't remember which human being brought him with him at that time, but he only remembered the first time he saw that white ribbon, a man had just strangled a woman to death with it, vomit, tears, blood Mixed together, the originally pure white silk ribbon was dyed dirty.

Extremely disgusting.

And it is normal for such an evil to transform into a spirit, and He Yu has long been used to it, but this time he still couldn't restrain his anger.

Because the woman was just in front of him like that, laughing so that her pale face was twisted and deformed, she murmured in an intoxicated and crazy tone about the man who was brought by his side: "A person who smiles so beautifully, he was killed!" Time, when tortured, when even the body is completely decomposed, how beautiful it would be, I really want to see it! We are all the same thing, don’t you want to see it? We can obviously cooperate ah."

damn thing.

Soon, He Yu also realized that wiping like this was meaningless at all, so he stopped in displeasure, and ignored the bloodstains that hadn't been wiped off, stretched out his hand and squeezed An Minghui's face. jaw.

"..." Li Chengyue closed his eyes in despair, skillfully pretending that he did not exist.

"Within half a month, I can take you out, but there are conditions." He Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, but still couldn't hide the scarlet pupils that were already slightly flushed. Human beast, "After you get out, you belong to me."

"Shh, don't be so excited." An Minghui put a finger in front of He Yu's lips, and smiled slightly, "It's okay, everything will be fine, even if I go out, I still have to rely on you to support me Only in this way can it continue to be like this. But speaking of ownership, from the perspective of species, isn’t it reversed?”

He Yu tilted his head slightly, thought for a while and felt that it made sense, he couldn't help but opened his mouth and bit An Minghui's fingertips, and then said: "Then you can be the first and last one to personally approve Master. If you don’t agree, I’ll kill everyone here and take you away. If you agree, I’ll find another way to take you out.”

"But that rag must die," he added.

He came here again and again to make himself uncomfortable, his temper was not so good yet.

"Okay, if we can leave here together, then you can do whatever you want." An Minghui obediently agreed, and then patted He Yu's arm, "Get up first, in front of elementary school students, like What's it like?"

Following his words, He Yu glanced at Li Chengyue who was quietly pretending to be dead, and casually inserted his own body on the ground next to Li Chengyue, left a sentence "Stay here and don't move", and grabbed An Minghui Quickly left.

Not only Li Chengyue, but even An Minghui, who was taken away, felt baffled. He couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Wash you clean." He Yu really didn't like to see the dirty blood on An Minghui's body, "By the way, inspect the goods."

"Inspection?"

"Those who really have a spiritual weapon must be fed with blood essence. Have you never heard of this?"

Senior An who was deep in thought: ...Let's not talk about whether I have heard of it, where did I get the blood?

"But I'm a dead man." He said in a particularly confused way.

"So it's just an inspection. There is no blood, and there are other things that can be substituted." He Yu said it calmly and naturally, as if it was a very common thing, "There is still some yang energy left, at least maintain An hour or two of physical activity is fine."

"..." At this point, he suddenly had some guesses about the definition of "inspection".

The author has something to say: Mr. An's work diary:

This inspection...

Although I don't understand it, I don't think the blood essence referred to before should be so embarrassing, right?

Since coming to this world and becoming the living dead, I have hardly sweated like this again

This time the protagonist still likes Hu Lai so much...