The first-level Zhaohua Thousand-level Hall

Chapter 188 Remaining life after catastrophe
"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Lang Sheng held Xu Qingluo's wrist to prevent her from biting her own wrist. You can still feel a little unevenness on it. It was Xu Qingluo's bite to save him after he passed out in the burrow last time. of.

If Nangong Mo hadn't told himself later that Xu Qingluo used her blood to stabilize his situation, Lang Cheng wouldn't have known about it at all.

There may be some strange existence in Xu Qingluo's blood, and it may indeed have some miraculous effect on life extension. After all, Xu Qingluo is used to testing medicine by himself, but Lang Sheng doesn't want Xu Qingluo's bloodletting to save him at all.

Especially in this place, in this environment.

Every wound and every bleeding represents a weaker body and a smaller chance of survival.

Xu Qingluo looked at the disapproval in Lang Sheng's eyes, and gritted his teeth: "I know you don't want me to use my own blood, I know you care about me, but Ah Cheng, now we are in this desperate situation, everywhere Crisis, if you can't recover quickly, even if I save a few drops of my own blood now, what's the use? Will I be in danger in the end, I will--" Die.

The dead word in Xu Qingluo's mouth could not be said after all, because Langcheng covered her lips with the other hand, and because of Langcheng's short panting, blood spurted out behind him: "Luo'er, don't force me."

Xu Qingluo looked at the pain in Lang Sheng's eyes and blamed himself, he was probably blaming himself for not protecting her well.

She slightly lowered her brows and eyes, and there was a little bit of apology deep in her eyes. Now she hoped that Lang Sheng would be completely unconscious like before. When he wakes up, feeding him blood will not go well.

It's just that even if Lang Sheng is sober and disagrees, the things Xu Qingluo has decided will not change. For her at this moment, the most important thing is to let Lang Sheng recover.

The only pills left on his body had a miraculous effect on Lang Sheng's wounds, but they couldn't stop the Gu poison that started to flow through his blood vessels again because he had lost too much blood and his body was weak.

Lang Sheng's hands were colder than the ice and snow under his body, and it made people feel chills.

"Ah Cheng, who is forcing whom? A few drops of blood can kill me."

Xu Qingluo took off Lang Sheng's hand covering her lips, her brows and eyes were a little helpless.

"Your medicine is very good, I feel much better now, as long as I find a cave to rest for a while, I will be fine, and even if I am injured, believe me, I can protect you—"

Lang Sheng's voice stopped abruptly, because Xu Qingluo pierced the silver needle on his arm, which was covered with anesthetic.

Xu Qingluo looked at the shortness of breath in Lang Sheng's widened eyes, and a smile was tinged on his faint expression: "But I want you to recover faster."

The man closed his eyes unwillingly, his head drooped weakly, the anesthetic on the silver needle was not heavy, it would only make him unconscious for about fifteen minutes, and the time of fifteen minutes was enough for Xu Qingluo to let bloodletting go back and forth several times.

Xu Qingluo half-supported Lang Sheng's tall body, let him lean on a cliff, carefully avoided the new wound on his back, but could not avoid other wounds.

The man had only been separated from her for a few days, but there were countless new wounds on his body, which made Xu Qingluo's heart shiver and feel uncomfortable, as if his whole heart was immersed in ice and fire, and he was suffering. Feel.

Xu Qingluo's eye sockets were a little red again, she moved her eyes away, she didn't dare to look at those hideous wounds again, she never knew that there would be a day when she was afraid of seeing the wounds, and she didn't look like herself anymore.

Without any further hesitation, Xu Qingluo reached out to grab the long sword on Lang Sheng's waist.

On the hilt of the scabbard, there were bloodstains, showing how dangerous the man was these days.

Xu Qingluo didn't know how Langsheng encountered so many dangers, she just regretted that she didn't notice Gongziyan's actions at first, and it took three full days to put Langcheng in such a situation.

With a clang, the long sword was pulled out, Xu Qingluo pointed the blade at his slender wrist, and slowly but firmly pulled it from one side to the other, a line of bright red quickly seeped out from between the soft and delicate skin.

The long sword fell to the ground, and Xu Qingluo quickly brought his blood-stained wrist close to Lang Sheng's lips.

The man's lips were tightly pressed, and he was unwilling to let go of them no matter what. Even if Xu Qingluo gently stroked the acupuncture point on his throat with the other hand to stimulate it, Lang Sheng still did not open his lips.

The anesthesia has caused his consciousness to fall into a stupor now, but even if he is unconscious, it seems that he has carried out his previous intention, and he is determined not to allow Qingluo to feed the blood.

Xu Qingluo's wrist had already shed a lot of blood, dyeing himself and the man's chest red, and a lot of blood seeped under the snow, and the bright red was neutralized by the snow white, turning into a light pink. , the enchanting and colorful colors like peach blossoms, and then quickly completely melted by white.

Xu Qingluo was not in the mood to look at the wasted blood on the ground, she was now fully focused on Lang Cheng,

Seeing the man's stubbornness so far, she clenched her other hand into a fist, and put it in the man's ear: "Ah Cheng, my wrist has been cut open, now either you drink my blood, and I will drink it as soon as possible." Stop the speed of bleeding, or we just rely on it, if you don’t drink my blood, I won’t stop bleeding, and it’s not uncommon to lose too much blood and die.”

Xu Qingluo's voice was ruthless, as if he really had a fight with a comatose person.

Miraculously, the man's lips slowly opened, but only by a thin line, but it was already the greatest effort of his remaining consciousness.

Xu Qingluo was well aware of the power of the anesthetic he administered, and the cold anger on his face turned into a smile: "That's good."

As if coaxing a child, she put her wrist close to the man's lips.

Xu Qingluo watched her own blood drop by drop between the man's lips and teeth, watched the man's light-colored and dry lips being moistened by the blood, watched the man's complexion seem to really look better, and his eyes were completely filled with peace of mind. .

In the palm of the man's other hand, he could feel the man's cold skin like black iron and ice slowly gain some heat and vitality, and he could detect that the poison of ice seemed to be slowly spreading. retreat.

It is really more effective than any magic medicine.

She doesn't know why her own blood is so useful, why it can make Lang Sheng recover so well, but the medicine that has been soaked in the blood year after year is still not so effective. Xu Qingluo once tried By analyzing the composition of the blood in his body is abnormal.

Of course it was unsuccessful, it was just a little bit better than ordinary pills, and it definitely couldn't achieve the effect of bringing the dead back to life.

But at this moment, there was no need to look for any reason, Xu Qingluo was only thankful that her blood was useful and able to save Langcheng.

As long as this is the case, she is really happy.

Just a little while longer.

Xu Qingluo felt the coldness and emptiness that had begun to arise inside his body, and knew that he had lost too much blood.

Her head was also a little dizzy, her eyes were blurry and black, and the snow was dazzling, making her see things more and more unclear.

Xu Qingluo still didn't move her wrist away from Lang Sheng's lips immediately, it only took a while longer.

"You don't want to die!"

A man's stern voice came from behind, and a stone came mixed with the sound of the wind. Xu Qingluo's expression froze, he put down his wrist, turned around and opened his hands, firmly blocking Lang Cheng's front.

The stone was blocked by Xu Qingluo's shoulder. Fortunately, Young Master Yan didn't intend to hurt anyone, but just wanted to stop her from feeding blood. Even so, Xu Qingluo's body was too weak to bear it. Shaked a bit.

After swaying for a while, he stood firm again, his face full of alertness.

Be on guard against Young Master Yan, and be on guard against him hurting Lang Sheng.

She looked at Gong Ziyan, as if she had forgotten the harmony and joy between the two of them in the previous three days, the days when he had protected her, and she had cared about him and healed his wounds.

Her guarded eyes at this moment, to Gong Ziyan, were like a small knife rasping his heart one by one, which was extremely embarrassing and painful.

Gong Ziyan clenched his fists: "Your wrist is still bleeding, at least I don't want you to die, after all, I still need you to save my life, don't I?"

He forced himself to laugh, trying to restrain his urge to roar.

Xu Qingluo, you love Langsheng so much, for him, you have gone so far.

What is so good about Lang Sheng?

He is really that important to you, so okay?
How many times he needed your protection and hurt you, such a Lang Sheng, what is there for you to be infatuated with?

As long as you are willing, I can do ten times, a hundred times better than him, and I can also lose my life for you!

At this moment, Gong Ziyan finally fully admitted that he not only cared about Xu Qingluo, not only that he couldn't let her go, but he fell in love with her deeply.

That's why I'm jealous, that's why I hesitate.That's why he hesitated, and that's why he was ruthless.

All because he fell in love with her.

Xu Qingluo still stood firmly in front of Lang Cheng. She did not forget that Gong Ziyan once wanted to kill him, let alone that Gong Ziyan deliberately destroyed the clues he had left along the way to prevent her from meeting Lang Cheng.

Regardless of whether Young Master Yan wants to kill Lang Sheng now, he has no goodwill towards Lang Sheng, only endless malice.

More blood flowed from her wrists, and the area under her feet was all dark red, light red, pink, painted on top of the snow white in different shades, like an extraordinarily gorgeous picture scroll.

With a strange enchantment.

"If you don't save yourself again, I will kill him immediately!"

There was a creaking sound between Gong Ziyan's finger bones, it was the extreme anger.

Xu Qingluo froze, and slowly took out the silver needle from his sleeve.

She really wasn't sure that she could deal with Gong Ziyan at all.

She had all the poison on her body and was not sure when she was in the upper hand, not to mention that she really didn't have much self-defense left on her body now.

No one saw that Lang Cheng's fingertips moved slightly behind Xu Qingluo, as if he was trying to lift it up, and the veins on his big palm bulged, which looked particularly frightening.

There was a constant concentration of pain between his eyebrows and eyes, it was pain, fear, and anxiety.

The man's lips trembled, and he opened silently, run away, run away!
The gnats in the man's body were constantly swarming, it sensed something, and that existence excited it.

But what Lang Sheng sensed was that a terrible danger was coming.

Xu Qingluo and Gong Ziyan were still confronting each other. Both of them were not in a good emotional state. They didn't notice the faint and slight vibration in the ground. The little buzzing sound was hidden in the howling cold wind In each other's upset.

Sweat dripped from Lang Sheng's forehead. It was obviously cold and snowy, but he seemed to be in a steam oven, his throat kept shaking, and a broken voice that was suppressed to the extreme finally came out: "Flee!"

Xu Qingluo turned around subconsciously, and saw a piece of ice and snow in Lang Sheng's suddenly opened eyes.

That is
The rumbling sound shook the sky, the sound coming from the ground seemed to be an ancient beast waking up, shaking all the ice and snow of the surrounding mountains, the rumbling sound caused by the bottom-up was only a moment, like the sky hanging upside down, the ice and snow Vibrated by the sound, it surged from every mountain peak, and then rolled down.

It's an avalanche!
Xu Qingluo opened her mouth to call out to Langcheng, but she opened her lips silently, completely covered by the roaring sound of ice and snow. She reached out and grabbed Langcheng's hand, trying to escape, but it was too late.

At the last moment, Xu Qingluo wanted to cover Lang Sheng's body, but the man pressed her tightly into his arms.

A ray of hot air that had just risen in the man's chest seemed to be a flame that would be extinguished at any time, and it was crumbling.

Today, I really want to die here.

At that moment, she and he had the same thought.

Xu Qingluo couldn't leave Langcheng and run away, and Langcheng was seriously injured and couldn't escape.

It's just that, in a trance, the two people who embraced each other felt no fear of imminent death before they felt the catastrophe.

Because, there is him (she) by his side.

Because, not alone.

The next moment, Xu Qingluo's wrist tightened suddenly, she turned her head in astonishment, and what she saw was Gong Ziyan's pale and handsome face, which had lost the gentle smile on it, only gloom, he was the only one present who could escape People, however, went in the opposite direction and jumped into the most intense and central position of the ice and snow storm.

"Save Ah Cheng!"

At that moment, Xu Qingluo had only one thought in his mind.

Gong Ziyan's complexion was terrifyingly pale, he opened his mouth, as if he was saying something, but Xu Qingluo couldn't hear clearly.

Lang Cheng fiercely wanted to let go of Xu Qingluo's hand. It is good to die together when we cannot live together, but if there is a chance of life, he is willing to give Xu Qingluo the chance of life without hesitation.

"Help me take care of him"

Lang Sheng silently opened his lips.

Gong Ziyan's answer was that he grabbed Lang Cheng's wrist with one hand, and he pulled the two of them, and at the moment when the sky was covered with ice and snow, he quickly moved towards the periphery.

No matter how high the skill is, there is no certainty of survival in this seemingly devastating natural disaster, let alone a seriously injured person with two burdens.

Blizzard fell towards the top of the head, and at the moment when there was no end in all directions, a man's faint voice was faintly heard in his ears.

"Xu Qingluo, don't forget me."

That was the last time Xu Qingluo heard Gong Ziyan's voice.

It was also the last time in her life that she saw Gong Ziyan, a man who was like an enemy or a friend, who had left deep marks on her heart.

At that moment, Xu Qingluo suddenly seemed to understand something.

Gong Ziyan has always been unpredictable and profound, and has always seemed to have a thousand hearts. He can only half believe what he says and what he expresses, but when a person is willing to die for you, No matter who it is, he can no longer doubt his sincerity.

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Xu Qingluo was woken up by the bone-piercing cold. She was pressed under the ice and snow, and tried her best to get herself out of the thick ice. The first time she woke up, she subconsciously wandered around, looking for Lang The figures of Sheng and Gong Ziyan.

At this moment, Lang Sheng was still the most important thing in her heart, but Xu Qingluo didn't want anything to happen to Young Master Yan anymore.

She hoped that that person was fine.

The surroundings are all white, and they are still in the frozen ice, but most of the towering or low peaks show their original colors under the ice and snow.

They really experienced an avalanche disaster that narrowly escaped death.

Xu Qingluo didn't bother to lament her 'luck', because she finally saw a bump not far from her.

It appeared to be a lying figure, which was
Xu Qingluo stood up staggeringly, but quickly fell to the ground again, his legs were tingling, and every inch of his meridian felt like a needle prick.

After being covered in ice and snow, I don't know how long it has passed. It is extremely lucky to be able to wake up and see Mortal World again. If there is no injury at all, it is not normal.

Xu Qingluo gave a wry smile, propped his palms on the ground, the ice and snow were extremely cold, but he didn't feel the numbness like being frozen when his five fingers rested on it.

Xu Qingluo's eyes froze, she clearly remembered the wound where she cut open her wrist to save Langcheng, and encountered an avalanche before it was treated in time.

She can't remember wrongly, but now, the wrists of both hands are extremely clean, there is not even a trace of blood stains, let alone wounds.

Xu Qingluo was stunned.

"Fall."

A surprised and hoarse voice came from the side. Xu Qingluo looked at Lang Sheng who suddenly rushed out of the ice and snow, and at the closed skin exposed from the damaged parts of his body, suddenly doubted that he was In a hallucination.

Lang Sheng held Xu Qingluo tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to embed her deeply into his body, so anxious and eager, so hard to restrain.

"The gnats on your body have already been counted, and all the hidden wounds and traumas in your body have been counted. How is that possible?"

Xu Qingluo's fingertips landed on Lang Sheng's wrist, and everything she detected made her deeply doubt what she saw and knew.

"After the avalanche, I was covered in darkness. I felt dizzy and in a trance. I seemed to feel something was gnawing at me. That kind of feeling was really not very good. I thought I was in purgatory. But when I woke up again, I had this on my body.”

What Langsheng didn't tell Xu Qingluo was that every moment, he was sober, like ten thousand ants eating into his heart, and like a pair of small knives stabbing Ling Chi. What is more painful is that in the endless darkness, he didn't know what happened to Xu Qingluo.

He was afraid that Xu Qingluo would suffer the same pain as himself, and that kind of worry and fear even made Lang Sheng pray to heaven in his heart.

Pray that Gong Ziyan really saved Xu Qingluo in the end.

Lang Sheng didn't tell Xu Qingluo any of this. After briefly describing his experience, he unfolded what he had been holding tightly in his palm in front of Xu Qingluo.

"It's my body that was eaten by this thing. I don't know where the others are. Only this one is still there."

Langsheng handed Xu Qingluo a small worm-like thing the size of a fingernail. It was fat and white, just like the most harmless broad bean. The compound eyes on that fat body were half-opened and half-closed. Its wings trembled, as if it was about to fly, but it had no strength. The next moment, the white and fat thing exploded into a blood mist.

If Lang Sheng hadn't pulled her away, Xu Qingluo might have been covered in blood mist.

Xu Qingluo's eyes widened, because the cloud of blood scattered on the snow, and quickly drew a thin and long shadow. Looking carefully, it seemed to be a snake or an asshole.
Its shape is like an ass, its shape is like a snake.

Insects.

Xu Qingluo looked at the shadow of blood that soaked into the snow and completely erased its traces, and felt like crying and laughing at the same time.

She guessed everything in a trance.

Lang Sheng once said that only reincarnated people can save Gong Ziyan.

Xu Qing later speculated that it might be her own blood, because her blood was indeed useful. Gong Ziyan and Lang Sheng were generally poisoned by insects and gnats, but her blood could only be suppressed but not eliminated.

But now, with the sudden avalanche, before the avalanche, a large amount of blood was drained from her wrist, and there was a faint vibration in the ground, what Lang Cheng said was being in the dark and being gnawed by insects and gnats.

Xu Qingluo boldly guessed that maybe her blood did have some unique functions because she was a reincarnated person, and that function was to attract insects.

Just like her guess before coming to the Ice Absolute Territory, only by finding the insects can Lang Sheng be saved.

She guessed right, the poison of insects and gnats on Lang Sheng's body was finally lifted, and from then on, he no longer had to worry about the future, and from then on, the world was at ease.

She should be happy, but her heart throbbed inexplicably, sadly.

She is a reincarnated person, the one who can save Gong Ziyan according to Lang Cheng, but Gong Ziyan didn't wait for the opportunity, didn't wait for a chance, instead, he took his life for her.

At the moment when the avalanche fell overhead, Gong Ziyan covered her body, the last thing in Xu Qingluo's blurred vision was a huge rock hitting Gong Ziyan's back.

Lang Sheng looked into Xu Qingluo's dazed eyes, as if he knew what she was thinking, he held her hand: "Let's search here, maybe"

Maybe we can find Gong Ziyan, maybe he is still alive, maybe he is really dead.

Lang Sheng is grateful to Young Master Yan for protecting Xu Qingluo in the end, and for his rescue of Xu Qingluo. He used to be afraid of Young Master Yan, but he also sincerely regarded him as a senior brother and a friend. At this moment, he sincerely hopes that Young Master Yan He can also live like him and Xu Qingluo.

Xu Qingluo and Langsheng stayed in that place for more than ten days, and even waited for Nangong Mo and several other subordinates who followed the clues along the way to find them. They searched with the two of them, but they turned over the land. I've searched and searched, but I haven't found any trace of Gong Ziyan.

Even if Xu Qingluo hoped that Young Master Yan would live, he knew that the longer the time passed, the less likely he would survive.

Lang Sheng and Xu Qingluo finally left the Ice Absolute Territory with some sense of loss and regret. Where they were reborn, there stood a newly engraved tombstone. That was the only last thing Xu Qingluo and Lang Sheng could do for Gong Ziyan. .

Confused by the wind and snow, the figures of a group of people slowly disappeared from sight.

The corner of the pure white clothes fluttered slowly with the wind, like a cloud, passing the words Gongzi Yanzhi's tomb on the tombstone.

The man squatted down, brushed his fingertips lightly over it, and after a while, a low chuckle sounded with regret: "Why don't I feel happy at all?"

Even if it is the rest of his life, even if it is the death blade that has been hanging above his head for many years, the poison that made him crazy has completely disappeared. Why, he just can't feel a little bit happy?

(End of this chapter)