Zi Tong sewed up the last wound on Wei Yang's back, tied her hair into a knot, and put away the suture needle.
Sprinkling the powder on his wound carefully, Zitong carefully straightened his body, wrapped Weiyang's wound tightly with gauze, and finally tied the two ends, and finally stuffed the two pills into
In his mouth.
"Okay." Putting him carefully on the ground, Zi Tong stood up, "I have helped you recover all the wounds. With your dragon's recovery ability, you should be able to recover within two or three days. Now, I want to
Gone."
His injury was so serious that it took her two full days to suture his wound completely.
On the stone ground, Wei Young's eyes were dim, and her face was as pale as paper. Even though the dragon clan's recovery ability was extraordinary, the lost dragon blood was far from being replenished.
"Zitong, don't go!"
"I must go."
"If you go, you will die."
"I want to die."
"Don't forget... you have a contract. If you die, he will die too."
"What?" Zi Tong turned to look at him, "Hasn't the contract between us been terminated?"
"The blood contract is based on blood. Only a god can tear it apart. Beichen has not reached the realm of a true god yet, so he cannot tear up that contract."
"But, why can't I feel him?" Zi Tong frowned and asked.
"I don't know." Weiyang took a breath, struggled to support her body, and sat up, "Zitong, if you believe me... just... follow me."
"Weiyang..." Zi Tong pursed her lips, "I think you should know that I..."
"I know, what you want is Beichen." Weiyang spread her palms, "Look at this."
Weiyang opened her fingers and handed over a thick stack of drawing paper.
Zi Tong took the drawing paper doubtfully. On the first page, there was a drawing of a small baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, being carefully held in the arms of a handsome man with pointed ears. The clothes on the man's body were very damaged.
It's amazing. It looks like he went through a big battle and was seriously injured.
Zi Tong's heart suddenly shrank, she raised her hand and took away the first painting.
The second picture shows a little girl about two or three years old, with a seven or eight-year-old boy kneeling behind her. The boy's facial features look very familiar.
In the third picture, this time, the girl is about five or six years old, and there is an eleven or twelve year old boy standing behind her.
The girl's appearance is almost the same as when she was five or six years old, except that she is wearing the clothes here, while the boy's facial features have become more distinct, and his handsomeness is somewhat dull.
"Is it a purple disciple?!"
"good."
Zi Tong continued to read. The portraits in the back basically revolved around this girl, who gradually grew up.
Seven or eight years old, ninety years old...
When she turned to one of the pages, Zi Tong stopped moving again.
This time, the girl in the portrait is just a back figure, with a flame burning in front of her.
That scene was extremely familiar to Zi Tong. It was the scene where she had just woken up in this body, fed Lan Huan and Zimei some aphrodisiacs, deliberately set a fire, and watched the excitement from a nearby tree.
At the back, it is still her who is painted.
She helped the star beasts heal their illnesses, she wore a big cloak in the examination hall and made all 36 star stones light up, she sat on the roof and let a few guys fight over being her master...