Rong Huan began to wait day after day. He no longer studied carefully how to escape and ascend to heaven. He even lost interest in speculating on the situation in the outside world, as if the emperor who had been in charge of life and death in Jiuzhou for three thousand years had never existed.
In the days when he was bored, the most common thing he did was to comb his hair in front of the mirror. The exquisite rhinoceros horn comb was dipped in osmanthus oil and swayed on the wet hair that had just been bathed in water. The long, long hair was black and soft. , it flowed like water on the ground when he sat on his knees. Yue Mian loved his long hair as much as any other part of his body. It was a strange hobby. He had only heard of men being obsessed with women's hair before. I didn’t expect that women’s aesthetics towards men would be so similar. The radiance made the young man in the mirror a little more charming and soft, and the swords and swords shadows that were originally hidden between the gorgeous brows were no longer as strong as martial arts.
The number of times Yue Mian came back was still becoming increasingly rare, and the time was always unpredictable. Naturally, he couldn't complain at all. But every time she was about to leave, she would always look at him with eyes filled with infinite thoughts. He kept saying to himself in his heart, look how beautiful she is. She used to like you so much. The childish look on her face has not disappeared. She rushed into the siege twice to save you. How could she not have you in her heart?
But she doesn’t want you now. She is going to completely disappear from your life. You can’t stop her. No one in the world can love you so purely...
In the end, he would desperately get up and hug Yue Mian from behind, encircling the thin girl. He pressed her ears and begged her sadly, can you...can you stay with me again...
Yue Mian felt the sudden moisture on her ears. She reached out to touch it, brought it to her mouth and licked it gently. It tasted salty, like sea water.
She seemed to be stunned, letting him hold her in his arms, but never looked back at him. The two were silent for a while, and Rong Huan's arms suddenly became empty. Her departure was like the wind in late autumn. In the cave with a constant temperature, he only felt his body getting cold. He froze for a long time, and finally lay down again wrapped in a thin quilt. Down, huddled up in the bright lights as if afraid of the cold.
Yue Mian left for the last time, and there seemed to be signs of never coming back. After a long and hopeless wait, the potency of the elixir she fed him before leaving each time had reached its end. The shadow of hunger loomed over him, and the disease took advantage of it. After entering, he became bedridden, and the coldness of those nights never left him. He piled all the clothes he could find in the cave on himself, but it still felt like falling into an ice cave, and his teeth were trembling. That's right, I've been here for so long, and winter has arrived.
The coldness accompanied him as he fell into a coma. Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to be bathing in the bright sunshine again. Opposite him was a huge golden birdcage. The girl with green gauze stretched out her cage and smiled at him so warmly...
Wow——
The sudden sound of water entering the water overlapped the real outside world. He frowned, and his consciousness slowly returned. The light cast a graceful shadow on the curtain in front of him. He was startled and struggled to hold himself up. The colored silk gauze clothes slipped to the ground. He stepped on it without hesitation. The weakness of his knees almost made him fall. In desperation, he pulled down the curtain and ran staggeringly. past.
The long-bright lamp lit by the fish oil illuminates the deep pool in front. Since the temperature of the cave has warmed up, the temperature difference has caused the white mist to linger all day long. The girl soaking in the pool at the moment looked up at his movements, her delicate face in the mist. The beautiful face looks a bit unreal.
Yue Mian...are you back?
Of course the girl would not respond to him. Half of her body was exposed out of the water, her arms were folded and she was lying on the smooth stone surface of the shore. She tilted her head and looked at her beautiful pet coming towards her. He could walk more than ten steps. He was on the verge of crumbling, and when he was almost in front of her, he couldn't hold himself up and slid to the ground. His naked calves were stretched out. He put his hands between his knees and lowered his head and panted. After a long time, he lifted up. His eyes were full of mess. She looked unhappy and reached out to brush his hair to the side of his face.
Rong Huan grabbed her stretched out wrist, you, what's wrong with you...
Yue Mian effortlessly withdrew her hand and twisted her neck lazily. Her neck was covered with fine bluish-white scales, which spread along the side of her face to her eyes. Golden-red lines penetrated the The scales glowed brightly. Ripples spread around her in circles, and something seemed to be stirring under the water. Suddenly, the long twisted tail lifted up from the water on the other side, and the tail scales reflected the white snow-like light, suddenly and heavily. After patting it down, the splashing water fell back, crushing the lights in the pool into thousands of stars.
There have always been different opinions in Jiuzhou about what species the Demon Emperor Yue Ji is originally. Because of her iconic pair of snow-white wings, many people have assumed that she is from the bird tribe, but now she clearly shows a completely different appearance. form. Before the establishment of the Li Dynasty, they lived completely in people's legends. With their eyes open, the sky was bright, and with their eyes closed, the sky was dark. They could call the wind and rain, and they could not eat or sleep without rest. As the pinnacle of ancient human imagination, they were enshrined on the altar——
dragon.
As the ancestor of hybrids, Rong Huan has been unable to complete the most perfect creation in the mythical era for three thousand years. An unknown soldier who died under his sword before he could even beg for mercy unexpectedly managed to escape. No wonder Yue Mian is so powerful. It was originally a creature that dominated the world in the setting.
You are hurt?
He sniffed the faint blood, and looked for the source of the smell in surprise. Sure enough, traces of pink appeared in the pool next to her. She actually soaked the wound in the water!
It is simply unbelievable. Who else in Jiuzhou today can hurt the Demon Emperor?
He didn't care to ask about the reason, and anxiously leaned over and tried to pick her up. do not do that! He eagerly advised her that even if low temperature was used to stop the bleeding, the subcutaneous tendons would easily become clogged. The mixed-blood body was a whole, and the meridian circuits replaced the flow of spiritual energy. Power can easily get out of hand!
Yue Mian didn't listen to his concern. When she was a little weak in energy, she only felt that her pet was noisy regardless of the situation. She simply stretched out her hand and dragged him into the pool, holding him against the shore and blocking him involuntarily. On his mouth.
The biting cold was coming, and Rong Huan's face became paler. He was forced to retching by Yue Mian's long and penetrating kiss, but he still managed to wrap his arms around her neck with one hand, and the other hand moved toward her waist. She reached in and touched a long and narrow scar. Yue Mian immediately clamped down on his hand. She raised her head, her eyes full of lack of interest. She pinched Rong Huan's chin and turned his head away. He coughed in agony, and she let go of him coldly, swung her tail fin, and swam towards the other side of the deep pool, leaving him to sink as if out of energy.
She suddenly felt a heavy weight on her lower tail, and he actually grabbed her from the water. This was the first time for her lower limbs to be held in this form. She immediately flicked her tail in displeasure, and the hard dragon scales scratched her. His body was trembling violently, but he didn't let go no matter what. He moved his face to her most sensitive part and teased it gently, which finally calmed down some of her irritability. He continued to climb up and kissed the wound on her waist.
Yue Mian was slightly startled. The parts that had been so numb that she was about to lose consciousness actually improved under Rong Huan's kiss. It felt like putting her frozen hands and feet in front of a fire to warm herself up. It was a kind of tingling warmth. meaning.
His long black hair floated in the water, and blood filled the water.
She finally lifted him out of the water, and his wet hair stuck to his beautiful and pale cheeks. He looked like a water ghost who had been living in a deep pool for a long time, but it was obvious that the low temperature had made him weak and about to break. Blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth, slid down his graceful chin, across his neck and collarbone, and finally fell into the water and swam away. It was strange and sad, but he was still smiling, with eyes in his eyes. It seemed that there was nothing else but her. She was a little uncomfortable with such strange and tender feelings, but she didn't know how to deal with it. After a moment of hesitation, he slowly leaned towards her, stroked the long hair on the back of her head, and gently Kissed her moist lips.
His blood seeped into the gaps between her teeth, but she did not push him away. She even took a sip by mistake. The taste was completely different from before. The blood entering her throat was like drinking delicious hot soup, and her limbs and bones were filled with rejuvenation. With such warmth, the golden-red lines on her neck dimmed, and the scales gradually began to fade away. She once again transformed into the green girl with even flesh and bones. The blood of Nanming Suzaku turned out to have such a miraculous effect on mixed-race injuries.
Rong Huan closed her eyes and kissed her devoutly and affectionately. It was the first time she let him lead her like this. Maybe it was because the light in the mist was too blurry. She looked at his eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings so close, His vision gradually became blurry.
The heart in the chest was beating slightly. It was a long-lost feeling. Going back to the last time, I saw the young man in bright clothes and an angry horse across a cage in the sun.
That night, they hugged each other sincerely and rubbed their hair together, but it didn't stop there. After all, Rong Huan was suffering from illness and soaked in the low-temperature deep pool for a long time. He soon became a little tired. Yue Mian fed him a pill, dried his body, and put her chin on the top of his hair to hug him. Into the arms, clinging to each other and falling asleep.
Rong Huan woke up in a warm bed the next day, and his health had improved greatly. He rubbed his groggy eyes and focused his vision. What was right in front of him was the girl's beautiful breasts. His face turned red, and he suddenly realized what he was doing. He looked up and saw that Yue Mian was looking at her lazily. Looking at his gaze, she had probably been awake for a long time and was playing with his hair out of boredom.
This time, she didn't leave!
Yue Mian was caught off guard when she saw the joy that suddenly burst out of the young man's clean eyes. She was startled again, and her silky black hair slipped from her fingers.
Even though she was so powerful, her life was still too short. During the first sixteen years of her imprisonment, no one regarded her as a human being, so she herself did not regard herself as a human being. Later, when she was free, she was surrounded by guarded and undisguised hostility and malice from all directions. Even if she deliberately approached and flattered her with hidden evil intentions, it was invisible in front of her animal-like keen intuition. As a result, her mind grew rapidly, and she even clearly realized that I am different from the rest of the world, and I consciously choose to live according to my nature.
So even though she knew Rong Huan's disgust for her, she still didn't hesitate to take him as her own. She was used to such tit-for-tat, and she just faced her desires straightforwardly.
But what if one day, someone releases such a pure and thorough affection for her?
She was still not used to it, so she turned sideways in silence. The boy hugged her from behind. Seeing that she didn't respond, he buried his face into her neck, sniffing her breath greedily, and their long hair became entangled in each other. At one point, he kept whispering in her ear, Hey, you're not leaving today, are you? Is it okay if you don’t leave?
…
She suddenly stretched out her hand and flicked his forehead gently, moved her neck to adjust its position, and then continued to fall asleep. But I heard the young man behind him chuckling, like a child who had tasted candy.
Yueming seemed to have really given up her intention to leave. She seemed too lazy to get out of bed and spent most of her time sleeping with her eyes closed. Even if she woke up occasionally and was bored, she would just nuzzle Rong Huan like a small animal. It seems that the girl who went out to play wildly got tired and turned to the warm bed and sweet dreams.
Rong Huan opened a corner of the quilt to examine her wound, but it was not healed yet. The blood from the tip of Nanming Zhuque's tongue only stopped her bleeding. It's unbelievable, Yue Mian is a little monster who can quickly recover even if his wings are broken.
He tore off the clean gauze and bandaged her. Who hurt you? he asks.
Yue Mian arched in his arms and remained silent.
His hand tying the gauze stiffened slightly. I forgot...I'm sorry...
She probably knew that he was the mastermind behind the endless pursuit of her in the past two years. He "repaid kindness with hatred" and smashed her heart into pieces.
For a long time, he licked her earlobe. Can you recognize the words? Can I teach you how to read?
Yue Mian raised her head, looked at him for a while, and blinked lightly.
So the long recuperation time was passed. There was no paper or pen in the cave, so Rong Huan took apart the parts of the small magical instruments that Yue Mian had given him before, and assembled a simple writing board. He could leave traces on it with his fingers, and he could erase the writing by tapping it with his backhand. remove. He wrote the word "Moon Sleep" stroke by stroke on it.
He said, this is your name.
Then he wrote "Rong Huan" at the bottom.
this is my name.
He erased the writing and handed the writing board to Yue Mian, but Yue Mian grabbed his hand and led him to rewrite their names in their original positions. The strokes were in the right order.
Then she thought about it for a moment and added two words between their names.
--"like".
Rong Huan's heart is beating a little fast, Yue Mian, do you know what this means?
She nodded, then shook her head. These two words cover a wide range of emotions. I like eating delicious food, and I also like you. She heard the word in different contexts, and although she remembered it, she was uncertain about its weight.
He asked again, does Rong Huan like Yue Mian? Or does Yue Mian like Rong Huan?
She blinked again, not sure which of his words she was confirming.
Facts have proved that Yue Mianyu's talent in learning a skill is quite astonishing. Even though Rong Huan deliberately chose the enlightenment textbook for literacy as a rather unflattering introduction to Taoism, she quickly mastered the use of thousands of words through efficient understanding and inferences, and began to be able to use words. Communicate with him on a daily basis.
Her injury was almost healed, and there was only a faint red mark left on her waist. Rong Huan stroked that spot and smiled sadly. Time flew by so fast.
Yue Mian rubbed his brow and wrote on the small board, I will take you to play.
Rong Huan never thought that one day he would be able to leave this dark cave. The wind in the sky whistled in his ears, and under the light of the bright moon, he was in a trance for a long time before he woke up in the face of the mountains and rivers that were coming his way.
A small board was stretched out in front of his eyes, "Flying is fun."
Is it fun? Whether it’s a hybrid or a high-level human monk, who can’t fly? The sky has long been nothing new for creatures on land like them. Nowadays, everyone is pursuing the ultimate speed, in order to shorten the travel time and seize the opportunity in the fight.
In comparison, Yue Mian flew really slowly, so slowly that he could quietly watch the sparkling waves on the river and wait for the lights of thousands of houses on the river bank to light up one by one. The girl with wings on her back is beside him, the air current is holding up his body, the clothes are flying and the wind is full of sleeves, their fingers are intertwined, like an ordinary night tour with candles under the moonlight, but they are up and down, free and unrestrained.
Suddenly his body became light, and the sound of wind in his ears became more intense. Yue Mian took him to glide in the direction of the lights, and landed lightly on the pier on the river bank.
People were coming and going by the river, but no one noticed them.
Blindfold? Rong Huan murmured in disbelief.
I learned it from the mental method you taught me, and I want to try it today. She held the little board up for him to see.
This is not a question of whether to learn or not, the key is that the technique requires spiritual power! The spiritual circuit in the hybrid body had long been destroyed by the power of the meteorite. How did she complete this technique?
When Rong Huan was distracted, Yue Mian had already dragged him to the bustling night market. She walked past several stalls that were booming with familiarity. After a while, Rong Huan's hands were filled with oil-paper bags of various foods. Yue Mian was holding a chicken leg that was roasted with crispy skin and gnawing on it. Get Zhenghuan. She always kept her other hand free to hold Rong Huan, the force was neither light nor heavy, but there was no doubt that he would not be able to break away.
Rong Huan curled up the fingers held by hers and intertwined with hers more closely. The long street was bustling with people, a liveliness that had not been seen for a long time, but his eyes always followed the brisk girl in front of him, as if he was getting to know her all over again. This big demon who was so powerful that she could almost look down on the people seemed to be just a smart human girl at the moment. When she walked straight to the stall owner, she glanced at the long queue behind her with some pride, but after taking away the freshly baked food, she would Wen left a lot of copper coins.
She actually abides by the exchange rules set by the human race on these insignificant points, because they are clearly her food.
Do you also like to eat human food?
"I like it." She thought for a moment and added, "It tastes much better than human flesh."
The pursuit of these delicacies is a desire buried in incomplete human nature that is difficult to eradicate. As for cannibalism, it was just an instruction given by humans in her deformed bones and blood.
Oh, it's not quite accurate to say that she is targeting monks only. At least she looks so harmless among ordinary people now.
But Rong Huan realized a problem - why did this girl say she wanted to bring him here to play, but in the end she only focused on finding delicious food for herself? But he actually became a tool carrying bags?
He suddenly stopped and Yue Mian turned around in confusion. He took advantage of her and pulled her into his arms.
Why are these meals for one person? He lifted up the large and small bags in his other hand and shook them, with great unhappiness written on his bright face.
Yue Mian rubbed her forehead and moved her head away from his chest, lowering her head to write on the small board. Rong Huan suddenly felt excited. Why did he complain like this? It should be clear that the relationship between Demon Emperor Yue Ji and him is that of possessor and possession.
He thought absurdly, could it be that Yue Mian had been too good-tempered towards him recently, causing him to accidentally become "arrogant" due to her favor?
"I thought you, like those human monks, don't like eating." She raised the small board. Surprisingly, there was no gloom in her clear eyes.
He choked for a moment, and then he remembered that he had indeed fasted when he was still "strong" in the beginning. Apart from the confrontation with her, what was hidden in his heart was that he could not accept the resumption of excretion in his body. In the end, he did gain some rights for himself. Yue Mian later only left him the elixir, which relieved some of his fear of completely becoming a mere mortal.
Yue Mian turned the small board over, and there were three words on the back, "I'm sorry."
She actually apologized to him seriously!
Rong Huan was stunned. He even recalled a distant scene by accident. The little girl with a childish face said sorry to him awkwardly. He even remembered her sweet voice that would never come back. At that time she hid all her violence and was just a girl trying to please him.
"I'll take you to eat something delicious." Yue Mian pulled him up and left.
As they walked through the streets, they could gradually smell the aroma of meat, and finally entered a mutton restaurant.
Yue Mian removed the blindfold, and the two people with eye-catching looks immediately attracted the attention of countless diners. Yue Mian turned a blind eye and wrote on the small board, "Two portions of mutton soup, a big bowl, double the coriander."
When she wrote about coriander, she specifically looked at Rong Huan and caught the flash of embarrassment in his eyes. She immediately erased the last four words and then stretched out the small board in front of the waiter who was staring at them in a daze. After shaking it, he pulled him straight to find a place to sit down.
The hot mutton soup was brought to the table quickly, and the ingenious combination of spices made people's mouths flutter. Yue Mian's ability to find delicious dishes was probably a talent. Rong Huan took a spoonful and tried it, and the mellow taste really aroused his appetite.
Monks believe that ordinary food is not conducive to spiritual practice, but mixed-bloods do not have these particularities, and their food and sexual habits are not good. The palace in Jinglian City even has a royal chef. Every year at the end of the year, when the princes meet in court, a big banquet is held in the palace.
Yue Mian stirred the mutton soup and held her chin up to watch him eat. It was as strange as seeing a fairy enjoying the fireworks on earth. The diners on the left and right, some making wine punches and some playing leaf cards, were laughing and shouting one after another amidst the smell of wine and mutton. Occasionally, you would hear one or two whispers about the current situation, and they were all talking about the death of the emperor. The monk rebellion in the west has begun to grow again. The mixed-race princes who were in the midst of a land grab have to temporarily join forces to suppress it. Although this area can still live in peace now, no one can guarantee that the war will break out one day...
Rong Huan turned a deaf ear and concentrated on drinking the soup. When his bowl of mutton soup reached the bottom, Yue Mian's bowl across from him still had more than half of it. He put down the spoon and said leisurely, "If you don't drink the soup, it will get cold."
But she suddenly stretched out her hand, and he was stunned when a strand of his hair that slipped behind his ear was caught in her hand.
He came out in a hurry this time and didn't have time to tie his hair. Yue Mian walked around the table and knelt down behind him. She pulled up his hair from front to back and used her fingers as a comb to straighten it out bit by bit, stroking it with her fingertips. Brushing his scalp, there was a warm itch.
She pulled off a green hair tie from her head and tied up his dark hair. He sat quietly, and time seemed to slow down.
The drunk pockmarked person sitting next to him drunkenly pointed his thumb at him, "Brother, your wife is worth marrying~"
He was suddenly in a good mood, and even considered whether to pay any attention to this guy who used to only be able to crawl in the dust on both sides of his guard of honor. At this time, the arrow that shot through the air helped him make a choice in advance. Huge blood burst out from the throat of the pockmarked face. Even after the arrow hole passed through the unlucky guy, it still rushed towards them with an unstoppable force.
Jiuzhou is at the most chaotic moment of the situation, and various forces have eyes all over the place. Those people may have discovered them long ago, but Rong Huan was quite surprised by his determination to deal with them so decisively.
The plain hands went through his armpits, lifted up the wooden table in front of him and threw it over. The half-drunk bowl of mutton soup was lifted high, and the arrows fired from the arrows shook the wooden table. The table and the soup bowl were shattered by the shock, but it itself was frozen the moment it came into contact with the soup, and the frost surrounded it. The next moment it fell weakly to the ground and broke into several pieces.
The people around screamed and scattered, but no one was lucky enough to escape. The monks who descended from the sky on flying swords surrounded the mutton soup restaurant. The surging sword energy ran wildly in the room, taking away innocent people one after another. s life.
History is always similar. Back then, Yue Mian's throat was destroyed by the secret guards of the Li Dynasty because of a bowl of mutton soup. Today, they were surrounded and killed again in a mutton soup restaurant.
A scribe-like monk with wide clothes and wide sleeves stood at the very back, carrying a quiver a little out of place on his shoulder, and holding a huge long bow in his hand. When he saw Rong Huan next to Yue Mian, he was obviously stunned for a moment, already suspicious of this young man's identity. But he soon straightened his face and ordered in a cold voice, kill without mercy!
Yue Mian took action earlier than the monk behind the scribe. She flicked her long sleeves, and the air in front of her was instantly distorted. The wind and frost swords were shot out in all directions with them as the center of the circle. The victory or defeat was determined the moment she took action. Defenses and weapons are vulnerable to her attacks. Even powerful hybrids and monsters would only end up being slaughtered, let alone them.
But these monks obviously have a spirit of fearlessness and fearlessness. Most of the casualties in an instant did not break their will. There are still people with red eyes who are besieging them crazily. In this era where monks are so suppressed that they cannot hold their heads up, those who have the courage to raise a flag to rebel are desperadoes themselves. What’s more, the enemy is the Demon Queen Yue Ji who feeds on high-level monks. Almost all the immortal cultivating families are related to each other by marriage. Breaking bones Even to the bone, everyone here has a blood feud with her.
But no matter how many mosquitoes flew over, they were just tickling them. Yue Mian's movements in swatting them to death were a bit careless. Rong Huan felt that he could even make himself a cup of tea before the melee was over. After so many years, these monks are still That lack of progress, to be honest, he felt that Yue Mian seemed to be dragging her feet tonight. With her strength, she could have ended the battle earlier.
A monk who wanted to die rushed forward. Yue Mian waved his hand and chopped off the man's head. At the same time, he snatched the Changmucang from his hand. The golden red color surged in her eyes like a tide. She used her backhand to use this sharp weapon. The weapon was thrown out, and the biting wind swirled around it. It didn't fly very fast, but the wooden floor and roof were lifted up in an instant, and the broken porcelain pieces, wooden tables and chairs became part of the storm, and everything it passed was Everything is shattered.
The target of Mucang's sharp point was the scribe who was always cautiously on the edge of the melee circle.
Protect me! ! !
The scribe shouted at the top of his lungs. Immediately, the monks nearby formed a human wall and opened the magic weapons and protective shields to the maximum extent to protect each other with their lives. Even though this was unstoppable, it still bought the scribe some time. He gritted his teeth, and Zhenzhi took out a transparent arrow from the quiver again. He bent the bow and nocked the arrow, and also aimed it at the center of Yue Mian's eyebrows. The bow string is full, and it is released with a whoosh——
Rong Huan was already surprised by Yue Mian's "ceremony" towards the last person, and the arrow that shot through the air only deepened his uneasiness. Yue Mian's attack was overwhelming, and the arrows could not avoid the attack range, but this man did not dodge at all. The momentum of the weird arrow was quite ordinary, as if it was just a weapon in the hands of ordinary people, but it was actually invincible to Yue Mian Turning a blind eye to the crushing wind, he ran towards Yue Mian steadily.
In the flash of lightning, he thought of Yue Mian's previous injury.
leave here! He stood up and grabbed her, there was no need for us to tangle with them! !
Yue Mian covered the back of his hand and patted it twice comfortingly, but just shook her head. She turned her head and looked directly at the tip of the sword that was about to arrive. The golden red in her eyes became more and more scorching, so rich that it almost burned. A familiar scene happened again. The bright moon in the sky seemed to have skyrocketed. It was so huge that it was disturbing. Under the grand moonlight, the earth shook violently. The creatures were panicked. Countless houses collapsed. Then fires began, and people cried and cried. Screams intertwined, and all the monks who were still struggling to support themselves were instantly doomed. The spiritual field in this area was completely chaotic, and most of them died from the backlash of spiritual energy in their meridians.
Demon Emperor Yue Ji may be a miracle among mixed bloods in Jiuzhou for three thousand years. Not only does she have no incompatibility problem between mixed blood and spiritual power, she can even affect the entire spiritual field in turn!
But that arrow was already imminent. It was simply unbelievable. If it was a magic weapon driven by spiritual power, how could it be completely unaffected?
At the critical moment, Yue Mian grabbed Rong Huan and flew high into the sky, but the transparent arrows actually flew up and chased them. They hovered in the air, and the arrows chased them in circles. , if it weren’t for Yue Mian’s super speed, they would have narrowly missed the tip of the arrow several times, but this illustrates the weirdness and terror of this arrow. Yue Mian’s flying speed is almost the top of Jiuzhou, but this arrow is still If you don't give in, you can't get rid of it.
Like a destined curse, once the arrow is shot, it is bound to hit the target.
So was Yue Mian so injured at that time?
Rong Huan's eyes gradually darkened, like thick ink that couldn't be melted away at night. He asked the girl above who was hugging him tightly, what are you going to do if all attacks fail to stop this arrow?
Yue Mian's expression remained calm. She touched Rong Huan's hair, signaling him not to worry.
That means she already has the last resort, at least she won't lose her life. Rong Huan, who had been calculating for thousands of years, immediately understood her intention.
She was only moderately injured last time. Does that mean that as long as the arrow hits her, the curse will be ineffective.
After all, being hit by an arrow does not mean losing your life.
But this risky method must bear certain risks. Not to mention other things, what if the arrow this time is smeared with fatal poison?
The arrow accelerated again and caught up with them. Yue Mian turned around to meet it and tried to push Rong Huan away. But at this moment, Rong Huan, who had lost his strength and was no different from an ordinary person, suddenly burst into a decisive rage. Cruelly, not only was he not pushed away by Yue Mian, he even hugged her hard. Yue Mian did not expect his sudden outburst. He was just absent-minded. He was already in front of her, and the arrow pierced his back. That seemingly never-ending kinetic energy.
Yue Mian's hand holding him trembled involuntarily, and the sticky and warm liquid flowed all over her hand. There was a strong smell of blood in the cold wind, and blood was still gushing out of his back. An arrow hit him somewhere near his heart.
He only had the strength to smile weakly at her, and soon fell unconscious in her arms.
Yue Mian fell into great anxiety. She spent the whole night looting the elixirs of all the major immortal families in Jiuzhou. She went to the top of Kunlun Mountain to snatch the thousand-year-old snow lotus protected by the sacred beast Enlightenment. She went down to the Wuwu Sea to hunt down the Shark King and take the heart blood... In this world She searched all over for those elixirs that were rumored to be able to revive human flesh and bones, but she fed them to the dying young man one by one, but she never got better, and she could only barely keep him alive.
During this period, Rong Huan woke up once. She happened to be standing next to him to boil a pot of elixir. Seeing this, she immediately helped him sit up, carefully cooled the hot concoction to a suitable temperature, and put it to his mouth to feed He drank.
He took two shallow sips and suddenly coughed in excruciating pain, almost coughing out his lungs. Yue Mian wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, but her fingertips felt cold. It was in her heart. The pervasive low temperature spread to the limbs and bones, turning into stiffness and numbness. The murderous demon has actually understood death very early. Her unique talent allowed her to have self-awareness when she was born. Then the child's dependence on the mother's instinct made her subconsciously look for those who are closely related to her flesh and blood. Yue's mother turned around and saw a woman struggling in a pool of blood.
The woman was so weak that her vision began to blur. The skin exposed under the blood was as colorless as paper. She only twitched occasionally, and she didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain. However, her chest was heaving violently, and her breathing was as turbulent as the ocean tide. , that is the instinct of people to survive desperately. Yue Mian crawled on her hands and knees in her direction, trying to block the big bloody hole in the woman's belly, but it was of no use. The woman gradually lost her breath. In front of her daughter, she changed from a living person to a human being. A pile of broken torsos.
So Yue Mian kills people, but she is most afraid of facing a person from near death to complete death. It is the cruel ridicule of heaven towards the living and her powerlessness.
And...and...she doesn't want him to die! She likes his freshness, she can't accept him being so bad in front of her!
The boy finally regained his breath. He rubbed her neck with a slight smile on his lips. You didn't feed me like this before...
Yue Mian took a sip of the bitter medicine and kissed his lips, the medicine flowing slowly between their lips and tongues. He licked his lips with satisfaction, his vision became increasingly blurry, and he finally collapsed on the bed. This seemed to be his last flashback. He could vaguely feel that the girl was frantically sending him the power of the hybrid origin, but it was to no avail. His breathing was undulating like the crashing waves of the ocean, and the sound that could escape from his mouth was extremely weak. Yue Mian lay beside him. , I heard a few words intermittently——
Palace... pendant...
That night, the demon emperor Yue Ji's sky-covering wings cast a shadow for the first time on Jinglian City, the most sacred capital of the Li Dynasty. No one could stop her invincible power. Countless remnants expressed their last wishes to the Li Dynasty and the missing emperor. Hope collapsed, but surprisingly, in the aura of doomsday despair, the demon emperor who broke into the palace only stayed for a moment before spreading his wings and leaving again.
That night, the Sky City, which had been fixed in the sky for thousands of years, began to shift, sliding and tilting slowly towards the earth.
Twelve hours after Rong Huan passed out again, a jade pendant carved into a phoenix was hung around his neck.
Yue Mian hugged her knees and sat next to him, watching quietly as his dead wood rejuvenated in an instant. She knew very well that the changes in Rong Huan's body at this moment were not just for the better, but that the majestic power was returning to his body.
He opened his eyes again, and his pupils were actually bright crimson. He slowly sat up straight, and his long hair poured out like a waterfall, also bright crimson.
Yue Mian——
He stretched out his hand and gently touched her face. Her reflection was still the only thing shining in his red eyes.
He circled her waist and kissed her lips. She also hugged him until she was held in his arms and sat in his arms. After a long time, their lips and tongues separated. Rong Huan let go of her and shook off the blood dripping from his right hand.
You don't have a heart? He raised his eyebrows and looked at the bloody hole in her chest.
Yue Mian lowered her head with difficulty and stared at her wounds. This was the first time she knew, oh, it turns out she had no heart.
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