long night walk

Chapter 15 How Did You Die
Bai Lian dragged him out of the pile of rocks, and Xiao Lu graciously shared the burden for Bai Lian, carried the man on his back, and moved him to a cool and ventilated place.

Looking at the man's tattered black and red gown, although his hair is loose, he looks like a ghost.

But the weak heaving of his chest told Bailian that the man was still alive.

Bai Lian shifted his gaze slightly, looking at his broken right hand, fearing that even if he survived, it would be difficult for him to hold a sword in the future.

He sighed slightly, took out the spiritual fruit from his bosom, spread it on the palm of his hand and glanced at it.

"Little Lu'er, the people in the Palace of the Holy Beast have talked about this fruit so much, do you think this fruit will help this person?"

The deer looked anxious.

what?
You fool, why don't you eat it yourself and give it to others?
The simple little deer felt sorry for Bai Lian's bloody and wounded appearance at the moment, so he kept shaking his head.

Naively expressed to him that this little fruit is actually not that powerful, if you can't help this person, you should eat it yourself.

Bai Lian's eyes fell on the long sword beside the man again, and he muttered to himself: "This man is so good at swordsmanship, he must be a very remarkable person..."

As he spoke, he slowly squatted down, crushed the spiritual fruit in his hand and stuffed it into the man's cracked lips without hesitation.

Soon, the energy on the man's body quickly stabilized, the damaged external wounds also healed rapidly, and the fascia between the wrists also repaired and reverted to their original shape as white light sublimated and circulated.

The man groaned, his eyelids moved, and he just woke up.

Looking at his state, he was actually better than before he drew his sword last night.

It's just that 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.

After touching it, you can actually feel sure that it has not been taken as your own?
The vigilance and hostility in his heart dissipated for a while, and when he propped himself up and half sat on the ground, he looked around.

Seeing the familiar clothes on Bai Lian's body and the snow-white deer, he immediately guessed the identity of this person.

He looked at Bai Lian and frowned, "Why did you become such a ghost?"

Although the way of speaking is extremely rude, there is no hostility.

Bai Lian twitched the corners of his mouth, and with that burned and bloody face, his smile was very ugly.

The young man pouted his mouth, as if he had figured out the taste, his eyes moved slightly and said, "You gave me that spiritual fruit?"

Bai Lian sat on the ground tiredly, his voice was hoarse because of the dislocation of his bones due to the five deep finger holes in his neck.

"You are dying, and your hand is broken. It would be a pity if you can't hold the sword in the future. I think this fruit should help you. Now it seems that it has helped a lot."

Hearing this, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Aren't you stupid! It's a spiritual fruit, which only bears once every 500 years. Not to mention the greatly improved potential, it is inevitable that the road of cultivation can avoid many detours.

There are only two pieces of this fruit. If you gave one to your deer, you are stupid. If you gave the last one to an unrelated passerby, you are really stupid. "

Bai Lian was stunned and said, "How do you know that a piece of fruit was fed to the deer?"

The hand holding the sword slapped impatiently on the ground: "You treat me as blind, and that's not the point, okay?"

Bai Lian let out an oh and stopped talking.

The man glanced at Bai Lian again, his eyes fell on the glazed umbrella, and then he frowned and said:
"Withdrawing the foreword, leaving aside the question of whether you are stupid or not, it turns out that you are not human at all. From just now until now, you have not been breathing... Well, how did you die? How many years have you been dead?"

Bai Lian was stunned again.

This person actually saw his identity at a glance.

But this kind of conversation is so weird.

Who can be so indifferent in the face of a corpse.

Asking how you died and how long you have been dead is just like commonplace.

Bai Lian blinked slightly, wanting to express his amazement.

But in the blink of an eye, there was a sharp pain in the eye burned by the sun, and a line of scarlet blood dripped instantly.

It looked very eerie and scary.

The man's face twitched violently again, and then he frantically grabbed his hair.

He frantically said: "Trouble, it's too much trouble, it's troublesome to meet a little corpse like you, and it's even more troublesome to be rescued by a little corpse! Anyway, it's trouble! Trouble! Trouble is dead!!!"

Bai Lian let out a burp, and then said: "Actually, you don't need to be so troublesome. You just need to pretend that you haven't seen me. I won't let people suck people's blood. After a while, I will find a deserted mountain to hide." Get up and practice hard."

The man suddenly became like a fur-throated lion, and he became even more frantic: "Who cares if you don't hurt people anymore, even a fool can see that you, a stupid little corpse demon who is so stupid that you can't hurt people anymore."

The beasts and creatures in the mountains never take the initiative to approach humans.

Unless it is the kind of people who are born with pure kindness, people with pure thoughts can attract these creatures in the mountains to approach them actively.

Not to mention those monsters and evil things.

These timid, easily frightened and intelligent animals have always been kept at a distance.

Like him, to be able to get a fawn so close and unsuspecting.

It is even the first time in the ages that he treats his relatives as if they were relatives.

Such a corpse, do you think he will harm people?

Doesn't that mean that the suzerain of his Tianxi Sword Sect can follow the devil.

ridiculous.

As a result, just as he finished speaking, the eyes under the umbrella suddenly turned scarlet.

Holding the umbrella in one hand, Bai Lian knelt down heavily on one knee, and strangled his neck with the other hand, turned around not to look at the person, and gasped for breath.

The little deer stepped anxiously in front of him, and took the initiative to move its thick butt closer.

Seeing this scene, the corner of the man's mouth twitched fiercely, thinking that in his more than three hundred years of cultivation, this was the first time he saw a cub voluntarily donating blood to the corpse demon.

Bai Lian took out the Qiushui Sword from the Green Water Born Jade, quickly drew the sword out of its sheath, and was about to slit the deer's buttocks to get blood.

In the tragic battle last night, he was seriously injured. Even after absorbing the blood of senior brother Li Jiujiu, it was still difficult for him to maintain his sanity.

If he loses control to avoid losing consciousness, he can only drink blood.

As a result, the sword was snatched away by the man before it even dropped.

He silently glanced at Bai Lian, cut his left arm, and the bright red blood flowed meanderingly.

He stretched out his hand in front of Bailian, and said, "My blood is more effective than this young spirit beast's. Drink mine."

Bai Lian's eyes were scarlet and trembling, smelling the smell of fresh blood, his whole brain began to boil.

But he still retained the last sliver of clear consciousness, and he didn't rush over to drink the blood regardless.

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 him great harm.

(End of this chapter)