Beihuang climbed up. He had exhausted all his strength. He was extremely weak, and his face was covered with blood. Although there were ulcers, they were not as exaggerated as Ye Qingcheng's. Ye Qingcheng's facial features were rotten and blurred, but it was only a matter of time.
Beihuang was lying on the cold ground, and Ye Qingcheng was tied to his back and pressing him down. He didn't even have the strength to stand up, so he could only crawl forward with his hands full of blood.
Climbing to the innermost part of the cave, looking for a warm place, Beihuang felt safe. He lay down, passed out, and closed his eyes.
There was a smile on Beihuang's lips.
It took a long time before Beihuang woke up. He was still fragile, but at least he had some strength.
Ye Qingcheng lay on his back, motionless, and the poison was quite deep. Fortunately, Beihuang stopped the spread of the poison. Although the things that should have festered, they did not hurt his lifeblood. Otherwise, Beihuang would have really jumped off this ten thousand-foot cliff.
, accompany her through the underworld and cross the Naihe Bridge.
Beihuang poured out all the medicines in the space bag and fed them to Ye Qingcheng. He was not an alchemist and did not know which medicines were effective, but these were good medicines. After Ye Qingcheng took them, they were good or bad.
As for Beihuang, he only took one bottle of the most common hemostatic medicine, otherwise even if he was made of iron, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Beihuang leaned against the stone wall of the cave and took a few breaths. He walked to the vine growing on the ground and looked carefully. The vine circled many times and seemed to be very long.
The blood on Beihuang's face dropped on the vines. Suddenly, the vines moved like poisonous snakes and grew rapidly. Beihuang's eyes reflected a certain light. He seemed to have noticed some terrible secret. He bit the back of his hand.
From the intact piece of meat, blood flowed out and dripped on the vines. Just like before, the vines began to grow at an extremely fast speed, and the vines became longer and longer.
Blood can stimulate the vines and make them grow longer and longer.
An idea flashed in Beihuang's mind.
Fuxiqin...
The bones of Fuxi Qin are harder than boulders. Even if it falls into a cliff, it may not be broken, especially after it becomes a stringless qin, it will change in unpredictable ways.
That is Ye Qingcheng's favorite thing.
Beihuang took out a pot of peach blossom wine from the space bag. The wine was not strong and could quench his thirst. Beihuang placed Ye Qingcheng on his lap and drank a sip. He immediately lowered his head and used little strength in his slender jade-like hands.
He pinched Ye Qingcheng's chin, forcing Ye Qingcheng to open his mouth, and then poured the pear blossom wine over.
In this way, drink it one bite at a time, until you drink half a pot of pear blossom wine all night long.
Beihuang placed the remaining half a pot of pear blossom wine next to Ye Qingcheng, as well as some high-end potions. He took out all the elixirs in the space bag and kept all the pear blossom cakes made by the royal chef of Beiyue Palace.
Beihuang sat in the cave and collected the vines that had fallen on the cliff. After collecting them all, he wrapped the tops of the vines around his waist and tied them with a knot. Beihuang looked at Ye Qingcheng lying on the ground and felt very distressed.
Before leaving, Beihuang knelt on the ground, put his hands on the ground, and kissed Ye Qingcheng's forehead as tenderly as a dragonfly. Then, Beihuang took off a layer of clothes and covered Ye Qingcheng to keep her warm.
At this point, Beihuang only had a thin piece of clothing left on his body, and it was stained with blood in many places.
Beihuang shivered.
He walked towards the outside of the cave and stood at the edge. Beihuang looked back at Ye Qingcheng, and a gentle smile appeared on Beihuang's face.
He grabbed the vine and jumped off the cliff.
His legs kept pushing on the cliff, sliding all the way down, like a strong wind, leaving only afterimages. In an instant, he had gone down a long distance.
Beihuang had no strength and was bumping around. Even the strong wind was a threat to him.
When the vine reached its limit, Beihuang was hanging on the dangerous cliff. He grabbed the vine with one hand and his waist was also wrapped by the vine. He bit his hand suddenly and tore it apart. He stretched out his hand and vomited blood.
dripping on the vine.
Suddenly, the vines grew, and Beihuang kept going downwards.
Beihuang kept sliding down like this. If the vines reached the bottom, he would water them with blood to stimulate the growth of the vines.
I don't know how much time passed, but Beihuang finally vaguely saw the hills in the fog.
At this time, Beihuang's arms were all covered with traces of bites from him.
Beihuang fell to the ground. Panting, he stood up holding the stone wall, untied the vines on his body, found a sharp piece of the stone wall that protruded outward, and tied it up.
Beihuang couldn't stand any longer and his legs were trembling.
He was dizzy and leaned against the stone wall to avoid falling.
He looked up and found that under the cliff, there was no blue sky and white clouds, only thick fog. The surrounding area was covered by fog. The scene was very blurry and difficult to see clearly. Furthermore, after such an experience, Beihuang couldn't stand it any longer.
, it is even more difficult to see clearly.
Let alone looking for Fu Xiqin, every step he takes now seems to be overdrawing his life and he is in pain.
The smell of blood was strong. Beihuang pushed aside the fog and looked over. Not far ahead, there was the body of a nine-toothed viper. The nine-toothed viper fell to death. There was an iron rod stuck in its eye. Beihuang stepped forward.
, holding the iron rod with both hands, he suddenly pulled out the iron rod with force. The moment blood splashed out, Beihuang ducked sideways.
Beihuang glanced at the vines tied to the stone.
The blood-eating vine is the pet of the nine-toothed viper. The seed of the blood-eating vine is a tooth of the nine-toothed viper. If it is placed in a moist place, fifty years later, the tooth turns into a seed. The nine-toothed viper uses its blood to water the vines.
It has grown, but fortunately the vines are not poisonous.
Beihuang held on to the iron rod and walked forward.
There was a stream in front of him. Beihuang squatted down, shook the iron rod in the stream, and washed away the blood on the iron rod.
This iron rod is his crutch, supporting him to stand up.
He searched everywhere, looking over countless hills and walking in the mist. Occasionally, a crow made a shrill sound.
This is like the abyss of the underworld, remote and deserted.
No, there is no Fuxi Qin anywhere.
Beihuang was exhausted. There was a dead tree lying across his feet. Beihuang fell over and landed on his face. It was extremely painful and the iron rod in his hand flew out.
The iron rod was in front of him, so he crawled forward with all his strength, grabbed the iron rod, dug it into the ground, and stood up.
In front of us, there are no longer hills, but a road with century-old towering trees on both sides of the road.
Beihuang inadvertently looked up and saw Fuxi Qin on the intertwined branches of two trees. Beihuang was ecstatic, but then he thought about how he could take down Fuxi Qin because he could no longer climb it.
Perhaps God heard his prayer. The next moment, the wind blew, the branches swayed, and Fuxi Qin fell to the ground.
It is still a perfect instrument, without any damage, at most there are some scratch marks.
Beihuang walked forward, picked up the Fuxi Qin, carried it behind his back, used the iron rod as a crutch, and walked forward.
Beihuang returned to the starting point, untied the vines tied to the rocks, and wrapped them around his waist. He grabbed the vines and glanced at the sky.