Balian dragged him out of the pile of rocks. The deer was very attentive to share the burden for Balian, carried the man on his back, and moved him to a ventilated and cool place.
Looking at the man's tattered black and red gown, even though his hair was disheveled, he looked like a ghost.
But the weak rise and fall of his chest told Balian that this man was still alive.
Balian's eyes moved slightly, looking at his right hand with all the muscles and bones broken. He was afraid that even if he survived, he would not be able to hold the sword in the future.
He sighed slightly, took out the spiritual fruit from his arms, spread it in his palm and took a look at it.
"Xiao Lu'er, the people in the Holy Beast Palace have spoken so highly of this fruit. Do you think this fruit will be helpful to this person?"
The deer's eyes became anxious.
What?
You fool, you don’t want to eat it yourself but you want to give it to others?
The simple little deer felt sorry for Bai Lian's bloody and injured appearance at this moment, so he kept shaking his head.
She innocently expressed to him that this little fruit is not that powerful, and if she can't help this person, you should just eat it yourself.
Balian's eyes fell on the long sword beside the man again, and he murmured to himself: "This man's sword skills are so powerful, he must be a very remarkable person..."
As he spoke, he slowly squatted down, crushed the spirit fruit in his hand without mercy and stuffed it into the man's cracked lips.
Soon, the energy in the man's body quickly stabilized, and the damaged external injuries were also rapidly healing. The fascia between the wrists was also repaired and restored to its original state as the white light sublimated and circulated.
The man groaned, his eyelids moved, and he woke up.
Judging from his condition, he was actually in better shape than before he drew his sword last night.
But the breath is still weak.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a bloody and terrifying face. The corners of his mouth twitched and he subconsciously touched the sword beside him.
I touched it and it turned out to be accurate, and no one took it as my own?
The vigilance and hostility in his heart suddenly disappeared. After he propped himself up and sat half on the ground, he looked around.
Seeing the familiar clothes on Balian's body and the deer with snow-white hair, he immediately guessed the identity of this person.
He looked at Balian and frowned: "Why did you become such a ghost?"
Although the way he spoke was extremely rude, there was no hostility.
Balian twitched the corners of his mouth, and his smile looked very ugly with his burning and bloody face.
The young man smacked his lips, as if he had figured out the taste, and his eyes moved slightly: "You gave me that magical fruit?"
Balian sat on the ground tiredly, his voice was extremely hoarse due to the five deep finger holes in his neck that caused his bones to dislocate.
"You are dying and your hand is broken. It would be a pity if you can't hold a sword in the future. I thought this fruit should be helpful to you. It seems like it will help a lot now."
Hearing this, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Are you stupid? That is a magical fruit. It only bears once in five hundred years. It will not only help a lot. If you take it, Not to mention that the potential in the body has been greatly improved, it is inevitable that the road to spiritual cultivation will be less winding.
There are only two pieces of this fruit. You gave one to your deer. You were stupid. You gave the last piece to an unrelated passerby. You were really stupid. "
Balian was stunned and said: "How do you know that a piece of fruit was fed to the deer?"
The hand holding the sword clicked impatiently on the ground: "You think I'm blind, okay?"
Bai Lian said oh and stopped talking.
The man glanced at Bai Lian again, his eyes fell on the glazed umbrella, and then he frowned and said:
"I take my words back. Let's put aside the question of whether you are stupid or not. It turns out that you are not human at all. From just now to now, you have never made a sound of breathing... Well, how did you die? How many years have you been dead?"
Balian was stunned again.
This person actually saw his identity at a glance.
But this conversation is so weird.
Who can be so indifferent in the face of a corpse?
Asking you how you died and how long you have been dead is like a normal conversation.
Balian blinked slightly, trying to show that he was amazed.
But in the blink of an eye, the eye burned by the sun felt a sharp pain, and a line of scarlet blood instantly flowed down.
It looks very weird and scary.
The man's face twitched hard again, and then he grabbed his hair frantically.
He said frantically: "Trouble, it's too troublesome. It's troublesome to meet a little corpse demon like you, and it's even more troublesome to be saved by a little corpse demon! In short, it's trouble! Trouble! It's so troublesome!!!"
Bailian snorted, and then said: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. Just pretend you haven't seen me before. I won't harm others and suck their blood. After a while, I will find a place to hide in a deserted mountain." Get up and practice well."
The man suddenly looked like a lion with explosive hair, and said even more frantically: "Who cares whether you harm others or not? Even a fool can see that you, a stupid little corpse demon like you, can't harm anyone anymore."
The wild beasts in the mountains never take the initiative to get close to humans.
Only those who are born with pure kindness and pure minds can attract the active approach of these mountain creatures.
Not to mention those demons and evil things.
These timid, easily frightened and intelligent little animals have always been kept at a distance.
Like him, he could let a deer get so close and defenseless.
It was the first time in ages that he was even treated like a relative.
Such a corpse demon, do you think he can harm people?
Doesn't that mean that the master of his Tianxi Sword Sect can become a demon?
ridiculous.
As a result, just as he finished speaking, the eyes under the umbrella suddenly turned scarlet.
Balian held an umbrella in one hand, knelt heavily on one knee, and strangled his neck with the other hand. He turned around and did not look at the person, breathing heavily.
The fawn walked anxiously in front of him, and took the initiative to bring its thick butt over.
Seeing this scene, the corner of the man's mouth twitched again, thinking that in his more than three hundred years of practicing Taoism, this was the first time he saw a cub voluntarily supplying blood to the corpse demon for drinking.
Balian took out the Autumn Water Sword from the jade in the green water, quickly unsheathed the sword, and was about to open the deer's buttocks to draw blood.
He was seriously injured in the brutal battle last night. Even after absorbing all of Senior Brother Li Jiujiu's essence and blood, he could no longer maintain his sanity.
To avoid losing consciousness and losing control, he can only drink blood.
As a result, before the sword fell, the man snatched it away.
He glanced at Bai Lian silently, then opened his left arm, and the bright red blood flowed meanderingly.
He stretched out his hand in front of Balian and said, "My blood is much more effective than that of this young spiritual beast. Drink my blood."
Balian's eyes were scarlet and trembling, and his whole brain began to boil when he smelled the fresh blood.
But he still retained the last trace of clear consciousness, and did not rush over to drink the blood without hesitation.
Instead, he stretched out his palm tremblingly to catch his blood.
If his saliva directly touches the opponent's wound, the corpse poison will cause great harm to him.
