It was itchy and numb, and I wanted to hold my heart tightly, but when I tried to touch it, I suddenly felt a twinge of pain.
The numbness turned into pain to the extreme, and the pain was half itchy, making it uncomfortable even if it was touched or not touched.
His whole body seemed to be divided into two, one hot and one cold, alternating between hot and cold. You and I were fighting for it. Everyone wanted to completely occupy this body, and everyone tried their best to drive the other half out of the body.
How can the conflict between the two be resolved so easily?
Under his feet, beautiful purple thorns pierced his feet one by one. It was like standing on needle felt for thousands of miles. Each of the thorns did not penetrate into his feet for three points, and then he pulled them out. The next second, there was another thorn.
Pierce it deeply again and pull it out...
Repeatedly, one step away, half of the height of the purple spikes behind him was filled with scarlet blood, which was the blood of Qian Mo Qingcheng.
Qianmo Qingcheng wanted to continue walking forward step by step. He ignored the pain under his feet and ignored the poisonous sting under his feet. But how could he ignore the poison that followed in his body?
The purple dream poison, as soon as it enters the body, alternates between hot and cold, like gnawing by thousands of ants, and remains in the body for more than a minute. If it is not restrained, the person's consciousness will be submerged, and even hallucinations will appear in front of his eyes...
Ruyu's face was stained with frost and snow, and Qianmo Qingcheng's usually calm and calm expression took on a bit of coldness.
This coldness is not the usual coldness and alienation, but the air of ice and snow, which is caused by the purple dream poison.
One step, two steps...
Only one-fifth of the distance of ten meters was covered, and the blood under his feet became more and more overflowing with time, and the blood dyed the corners of his purple clothes red.
White smoke curled up in front of her eyes, and Qianmo Qingcheng saw a holy but stubborn face.
She was laughing, her smile was soft and beautiful, her voice was like jade beads falling to the ground, crisp and clear, "Qingcheng, give up. I'm fine. What will I do if you die? Give up, okay?"
Qianmo Qingcheng was in a trance for a while. He looked at the familiar face that was no longer familiar. He stood still at his feet and wanted to reach out to touch that face. However, when he was about to touch that face, there was a sudden flash of smoke in front of his eyes.
The originally holy and beautiful person seemed to be thrown into the abyss, and the dark aura rushed towards her face like a tide. She vowed to bury the delicate but strong body of the woman at all costs and never see the light of day again.
"Qingcheng, I feel so much pain..."
The woman's snow-white dress flutters in the wind in the darkness. Black and white, a sharp contrast.
In the huge black abyss, the woman's thin body was as light as catkins and seemed to be torn apart by the wind.
A pair of watery eyes shed a tear in the darkness. She seemed to be whipped hard with a whip dipped in spicy oil. Her body was shaking, and her face was as pale as rice paper, without any blood.
She whispered softly, as if she was murmuring with her last breath before dying: "Qingcheng, I feel so uncomfortable, I really feel so uncomfortable..."
"Luo... Luo Xue..."
Qianmo Qingcheng's pupils suddenly widened, and the scene in front of him was like a poisonous snake, eating away at his heart.
He seemed to be willing to do whatever it took to suffocate him to death.
"Luo Xue, be good, don't cry, I will always be by your side and protect you..."
He coaxed gently. It was as if every nerve in his body was tightly pulled by unknown tension and distress when he saw the woman in front of him crying.
If you are not careful, you will crush it hard, your whole body will collapse, and you will die.
Xue Ling'er held Grandpa Bai's hand on the side. She saw Qianmo Qingcheng stopped moving forward as if roots had grown under her feet when she was on the third step.
Hearing Qian Mo Qingcheng's murmur, Xue Linger frowned and said, "Grandpa, why daddy..."