Chapter 15 How did you die?
Bailian dragged him out of the pile of rocks. The deer was very attentive to share the burden for Bailian, carried the man on his back, and moved him to a ventilated and cool place. land.
Looking at the man’s ragged 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.
Bailian'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 a 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.
"Xiaolu'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?"
Xiaolu's eyes became anxious.
What?
You idiot, 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.
Innocently expressed to him that this little fruit is not that powerful. If you can't help this person, you should just eat it yourself.
Bailian'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, and the fascia between the wrists was also repaired and restored to its original state as white light sublimated and circulated.
The man groaned, his eyelids moved, and he woke up.
Looking at his condition, he was actually in better shape than before he drew his sword last night.
But the breath is still weak.
He opened his eyes and 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. 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 Bailian and the deer with snow-white hair, I immediately guessed the identity of this person.
He looked at Balian and frowned and said, "How did you become such a ghost?"
Although the way he spoke was extremely rude, there was no hostility.
Bailian twitched the corners of his mouth, with a very ugly smile on 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?"
Bailian sat on the ground tiredly, due to the pain in his neck. The five deep finger holes caused his bones to dislocate and his voice to become extremely hoarse.
"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. Now it seems that it has helped a lot."
Hearing this, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Are you stupid? That is a magical fruit that only bears once in five hundred years. Not only does it help a lot, but if you take it, your body's potential will be greatly improved, and you will definitely be able to avoid many twists and turns on the road to cultivation.
There are only two fruits, and you gave one to your deer. , that’s you being stupid, you gave the last one to an unrelated passerby, you are really stupid.”
Balian was stunned and said: "How did you know that there was a fruit that was fed to the deer?"
The hand holding the sword clicked impatiently on the ground: "You think I'm blind, that's not the point. Okay!”
Bailian said oh and stopped talking.
The man glanced at Balian again, his eyes fell on the glazed umbrella, and then he frowned and said:
"I take my words back, let’s leave 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 not made any sound of breathing... Well, 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 to 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 that 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 hard.”
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, can't harm anyone."
The wild beasts in the mountains never take the initiative to get close to humans.
Only those who are naturally kind and pure in mind 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.
This is the first time in ages that we treat each other as if we were relatives.
Do you think the corpse demon can harm people?
Doesn’t that mean that the master of the Tianxi Sword Sect can become a demon?
ridiculous.
As a result, just as he finished speaking, the eyes under the umbrella suddenly turned scarlet.
Bailian 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 hard 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.
In a brutal battle last night, he was seriously injured. Even after absorbing all the essence and blood of Senior Brother Li Jiujiu, he could no longer maintain his sanity.
If he wants to avoid losing consciousness and losing control, he can only drink blood.
As a result, the man grabbed the sword before it fell.
He glanced at Bai Lian silently, and 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."
Bailian's eyes were scarlet and trembling, smelling the freshness The smell of blood made the whole brain start to boil.
But he still retained the last trace of clear consciousness, and did not rush over to drink blood directly.
But 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.
(End of this chapter)