The two held hands and walked toward the other end of the Wangchuan River.
Jun Luoyu looked at the two people, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He held back his tears, "Mom, dad, you must come out alive. I will wait for you outside."
Jun Wuxie and Luo Qingyue stopped in unison, turned around, glanced at Luo Yu, and smiled lightly, "Okay."
The departing figures fell into the eyes of Luo Yu and others, and they all felt reluctant to leave.
Because Luo Longyu is a member of the Yugu tribe and an adult, he needs to go to the other side of the Wangchuan River to see if Luo Qingyue and Jun Wuxie are spreading the whole blood in the river.
He is a balanced person who can see the current situation of two people at the other end.
Entering one end of the Wangchuan River, there was a pool inside, which had been filled with clear water. Luo Qingyue and Jun Wuxie held hands, and without taking off their clothes, they flew up and fell into the pool.
Today, Luo Qingyue was dressed in red, just like when he first met her. The red clothes were like fire, showing nobility.
Jun Wuxie looked very much like the first time they met in the desert. Her loose purple robe was so exquisite, one red and one purple, noble and yet deeply restrained.
Is this time holding hands as beautiful and memorable as the first meeting in the desert?
Their eyes met, with a smile in her eyes, "Let's get started."
Jun Wuxie looked deeply at Luo Qingyue. This look was filled with endless heartache and reluctant nostalgia, "Yeah."
Using his fingers as a blade, he cut his wrist, and blood flowed out, dripping into the pool water, staining a large area of blood red...
His left wrist and her right wrist were all cut, and blood spilled out——
The two people faced each other, their fingers intertwined, and their hands held tightly together. That was their hearts, gradually getting closer together.
He gently raised the corners of his lips, looked at Luo Qingyue, and smiled.
Luo Qingyue pursed her lips and laughed, talking to each other in silence, thousands of words, all in silence.
Luo Longyu stood at the exit at the end, looking at everything inside, and frowned silently, especially that side of blood, how dazzling——
"Dad, mother, you will never abandon me..." Little Luo Yu was walking around outside, very worried about his parents.
Ruo Wuxin and others tried to comfort him from time to time, but it didn't work very well.
The blood flowed along the pool and gradually into the Wangchuan River. The originally silent river surface began to fluctuate——
Luo Yu stood on the Naihe Bridge, looking down, and the familiar scene appeared before his eyes again.
Groups of black souls rushed towards him, talking to him and saying hello to him.
Luo Yu is their little master, the son of the saint, and the most powerful person in their Yugu clan. Even if he doesn't say it, people who are also members of the Yugu clan can feel his innate nobility.
The breath, and the blood of the Yugu people flowing in the bones.
"Be quiet, don't make my mother worry." Luo Yu made a muffled voice.
The originally restless and passionate souls in the Wangchuan River gradually calmed down.
Their entire bodies were enveloped in the yellow river water, which gradually turned into a light red color, which was transformed by the blood essence of Luo Qingyue and Jun Wuxie.
The area of the Wangchuan River is not large, but it is not small either. The wisps of blood-red water only cover less than one-tenth of the area.