Yan Su restrained her urge to vomit blood. The blood rolling out of her mouth made her feel a strong taste of rust in her mouth.
Her internal organs were all damaged to varying degrees, and her skin was riddled with holes, and blood was gushing out.
But she also knew in her heart that if she stopped now, she would really fall into a place of no return. She could only bite the bullet and rush forward. Behind her were evil ghosts who wanted her life. She had no way out.
Yan Su moved forward as if a sword was unsheathed. Just when she was about to touch the vortex, an arrow from the string flew over and pierced her right shoulder.
At this critical moment of pause, the pursuers had already followed and surrounded Yan Su. The vines all over the sky swept toward her, and the cage woven in mid-air trapped Yan Su tightly. .
Even in such a deadly situation, Yan Su did not give up.
She gritted her teeth and once again frantically absorbed the spiritual energy around her, infusing it completely into the sword in her hand. She raised her sword-holding hand forward, and the majestic sword energy rushed toward everyone with an unstoppable momentum.
The cage woven with vines also instantly turned into fragments and scattered in all directions. Before everyone could react and use magic to protect themselves, they were knocked several feet away by the sharp sword energy.
Yan Su saw the right moment and flew straight towards the whirlpool without any hesitation.
"You think you can escape?"
Bu Qiu's gloomy words suddenly appeared in Yan Su's ears. Yan Su was just a hair away from touching the whirlpool, but was carried away from the exit by a huge tearing force.
The interference of this force disrupted the movement of spiritual energy in Yan Su's body, and the pressure of the spiritual energy belonging to the cultivation level of the Transformation Stage poured out. Yan Su finally couldn't hold on, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Severe pain emitted from the body, which was the feeling of rupture of the internal organs. The pressure was so terrifying that even Yan Su, who was protecting his body with the sword, could not resist it and was affected.
Yan Su knew that that was her only way out, even if there was little hope, she would give it a try!
She dragged her body, which was already on the verge of breaking down, and clenched the sword once more. The sword clanked. That was the sword responding to her heart. Even if she died, she would never surrender!
"The sky!"
The sky is falling, and all living beings are in disarray!
In the name of life, with the determination of blood, the way to break through!
This sword is called Cangqiong!
The ambition of Qiongyu cannot be underestimated.
If the sky cannot tolerate me, I will prove to the sky that I can look down upon the sky!
Centered on Yan Su's place and in the direction pointed by the sword, the sword energy turned into thousands of meteors and fell one after another. Wherever it passed, everyone felt a stinging pain on their bodies, and in the next second they all fell from the air.
But Bu Qiu, who was closest to Yan Su, lost consciousness. His robes were also affected by the aftermath of the sword energy, and the high-level robes exploded to pieces.
Yan Su's sword exhausted all her strength, her body collapsed and she could no longer stand, and slowly fell down.
It's over, everything is over,,,,
She still failed and couldn't escape. . . .
The last moment Yan Su lost consciousness, her body was falling rapidly. Something seemed to catch her body in a daze, and then she lost consciousness and passed out.
………………
Three years later, Qingquan Town
"Yandong! You used my money to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake again!"
In front of a remote cabin, a young girl wearing a simple sarong with a double braid, holding a wooden stick, was sternly scolding a boy who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old opposite.
Although the boy was begging for mercy, the uncontrollable smile on his face inspired the girl to rush over and beat him.
Yes, the one who was beating was Yan Su, who managed to escape three years ago, and the one who was beaten was a nature elf, who was also the one who rescued Yan Su after she passed out.
As for that world, the moment Yan Su left, the whirlpool disappeared directly, and the barrier that trapped that world returned to its original state, so Yan Su could appear here safe and sound.
After coming out that day, Yan Su fell into a coma that lasted for a year. During this year, the natural elf, "Yandong", has been taking care of her. Although she encountered obstacles at every turn, Yan Su wandered through the gates of hell several times. One lap and then back again.
But Yan Su still survived with difficulty and tenacity.
Yan Dong's current appearance was very different from his real appearance, but she had never seen his real appearance.
He himself said that his original appearance was not very attractive and too abrupt, so it was more convenient to look like him now.
Now they have been living in Qingquan Town for two years. During this period, Yan Su has been unable to practice in recent years due to too much damage, so her cultivation has hardly improved in the past two years.
I just broke through to the first level of Qi training a few days ago.
And the sword disappeared for no reason. After she woke up, she asked Yan Dong if she had a silver-white sword in her hand when he brought her out, but the answer was no.
Yan Su guessed that the sword named Wandao should have disappeared on its own, and that the "Cang Qiong" move she used back then could no longer be used.
Everything she experienced there seemed to be just a dream of hers. If it weren't for the proof of Yan Dong's existence, it might really be just a child's dream.
That feeling of despair is real yet illusory.
"Ah Su?" Yan Dong saw Yan Su, who had been chasing and beating her just now, suddenly paused and waved his hand in front of her eyes in confusion.
Yan Su suddenly came to his senses, threw down the stick with a bleak look, went back to the room, and closed the door.
Yan Dong looked at Yan Su's leaving figure thoughtfully.
Yan Su returned to the room, locked the door, and sat by the bed alone.
In just a few years, her life seemed to be in chaos.
"The person who is destined to..."
Yan Su murmured to himself, she didn't know that she was just an ordinary person but was burdened with such a fate. If she had nothing to worry about, she wouldn't have to be as anxious as she is now. She still has Yan Xun!
She carries such a spiritual root, and what she has to face are the monks at the top of the world of cultivation. It is difficult for her to survive...
Yan Su walked to the window and looked at the withered yellow leaves falling gracefully, the bare branches, and the birds flying by from time to time as the winter solstice approached. She was nostalgic for every scene.
She was born into a miserable life, but she yearned for happiness and light without knowing what she could do. In her previous life, she was like a joke. In this life, why did God still let her live in such misery?
However, it was really difficult for her to let go of those emotions.
Although the future was dark, she still had the light to pursue. Yan Su raised her hand, and a fallen leaf rolled into her hand with the wind, a dying life, a dead winter.
She looked at the dead leaves in her hands, and the sunlight shone on her face through the small holes on the dead leaves she held high, making the light and shadow dance.
Although her future is dark, hope is pervasive.
She is a naturally stubborn person.
