Zi Huo stared at Yun Lingyuan for a long time, then said in a harsh voice: "I will not allow you to clone me for you!"
Yun Lingyuan sighed and said, "I know."
Zi Huo looked calm and said: "Then you came to blame me for this trip?"
Yun Lingyuan immediately said: "No. It's not."
Zi Huo raised his head slightly, his purple eyes continued to stare at her, and said: "It doesn't matter if I kill all your clones? You don't blame me at all? You don't think I'm cruel at all?"
Yun Lingyuan was so stared at by him that she didn't dare to look at him again. What was terrible was that she couldn't tell him. She didn't blame him.
But she couldn't express the opposite understanding.
After all, all the arrangements she made in this world are due to him.
God knows, she doesn't want to go through this.
"Zihuo, let's not talk about that." Yun Lingyuan sighed and said: "I came to you because..." As soon as he spoke, he got stuck. What was he talking about?
Say: Zi Huo, long time no see, I miss you.
impossible.
She had already decided to let him go. Ever since she missed him, all her fantasies about being with him had been shattered.
Moreover, Ye Ming appeared.
It is impossible for her and Zihuan to return to the pure and single heartbeat they had in the Zijie space...
However, if you say: Zi Huo, I don’t love you anymore, you and I should forget each other from now on.
That would be even more impossible.
Ever since she knew that Zi Huo had broken into prison for her, lost her soul, killed her clone, and risked everything just to survive in this world for her, how could such an idiot make her feel so heartless?
So, why did she come to him?
After a long while, Yun Lingyuan said: "I, I just think that I should come and see you."
Zi Huo looked at her quietly and nodded, and the two of them remained speechless for a long time.
Zi Huo's eyes met hers and he looked behind her. Following his eyes, Yun Lingyuan looked back and saw that the woman in black named Zi Huo Healing, Mu Ying, came over.
Du Ying held a green jade bottle in her hand, thinking she was here to deliver medicine.
Zi Huo said: "No need, her poison has been cured."
Mu Ying glanced at Yun Lingyuan and then said: "Sir, this elixir is for you. Your sword is too poisonous for typhoid fever. Xue Ru Dan has the effect of resolving the cold poison."
It’s about Xuerudan.
She had already heard that Yun Lingyuan's poison had been detoxified, so she would no longer need the Blood Ru Pill. And she chose to send the same pill to Zi Huo at this time, as if to remind Yun Lingyuan of something.
Yun Lingyuan's face immediately turned red.
"Mu Ying has met the girl." Mu Ying bowed slightly and said, "Sorry, I came back a step late and couldn't help."
Yun Lingyuan shook her head, really not knowing how to answer her words.
Zi Huo also heard what she meant, and immediately looked over with a cold look. Mu Ying felt a shiver in his body, lowered his head and silently retreated.
Yun Lingyuan said: "Zihuo, I'm sorry."
Zi Huan was expressionless at first, but was a little angry by her "I'm sorry".
"Where?" Zihuo asked.
It's really hard to say how sorry I am to him.
Yun Lingyuan said nothing else, only said: "Purple Soul Flower, Rakshasa Prison Realm."
The Purple Soul Flower was replaced by Zi Huo's soul. Although no one pointed out clearly that it was Zi Huo who did it, she knew it.
That ghost and god is the clone of Zi Huo. How can a ghost and god that can reside in the underworld be an ordinary clone? It is clear that it is Zi Huo split into two.
The other half of Zi Huo went to the Rakshasa Hell Realm. In order to exchange Du Ying back, he also removed the soul of one-half of the other half.
That is to say, Zi Huo, who is standing here now, has only a quarter of his original soul. In addition, he has suffered countless serious injuries that have not yet healed and accumulated, making him constantly
Struggling on the edge of death.
Finally I know why the concubine said that he was about to die.
Yun Lingyuan's heart ached.
Because his soul, Yun Lingyuan could see, really seemed to be about to fly away at any time.
No one's soul can be divided like this. Even if the saint of 20,000 years ago used her soul to make a clone, she could only use the embryonic state made of the sacred tree, and the clone would be nothing more than a baby waiting to grow.
But Zi Huo was torn off hard, which hurt the most. If he retreated immediately, it would take tens of thousands of years to regenerate his complete soul.
And seeing him like this, why would he have any plans to go into seclusion?
Zi Huo still wanted to maintain his indifference, but after Yun Lingyuan said those few words, he seemed to be unable to bear it, turned around, turned his back to Yun Lingyuan, and said: "I've seen it before.
You can go back."
Yun Lingyuan slowly walked in front of Zi Huo, "Don't chase me away yet."
She pointed to the jade bottle in Zi Huo's hand and said: "Xueru Pill is a pill made from the blood of the Xueru people. Generally, it is a tried-and-tested method of healing wounds and detoxifying, but it is just a primer. Your injury is very serious.
If you don't mind, I'll come..."
Yun Lingyuan said these words very slowly. She was thinking that Zihuan would definitely not be willing to do it. How could she persuade him to let her help him heal his injuries, but unexpectedly, he answered simply.
"good."
Zi Huo sat on the ground and gently opened the skirt of his clothes, revealing his blood-sucked middle coat, which was dark red and turned into a blood-stained garment.
Yun Lingyuan felt suffocated.
The blood seeped into both pieces of clothing, but as soon as it seeped out of the coat, he used a cleaning technique.
Mu Ying had just treated him, but the cold poison could not stop the bleeding. On the contrary, it wanted to induce blood clots with ice. His treatment was stopped halfway. Needless to say, he must have noticed the movement outside, so he became anxious.
Come out.
Yun Lingyuan said: "It will hurt a little, please bear with it."
Zi Huan snorted, and Yun Lingyuan became heartbroken and stabbed his wound with spiritual power. The wound immediately irritated like a fountain, and blood gushed out.
Zi Huo remained silent and had a strong endurance, but Yun Lingyuan deliberately added a calming pill, which quickly eliminated all his strength and energy, causing him to slowly close his eyes.
His sword wound was not a trivial matter, but with the Xue Ru Dan provided by Du Ying and the Bi Ling Medicine Storehouse within Yun Ling Yuan's reach, Zi Huan could be cured quickly.
The really big one is the injury to Zi Huo's soul, that's the fatal injury!
After thinking about it, she didn't have any good ideas. The Requiem was too slow. Even if she played it for him every day by his side, she wouldn't be able to recover even after ten or eight years.
Then, there is only one last option left.
Magic bottle tree.
Yun Lingyuan found it in the Bi Ling Medicine Storehouse. According to legend, the magic bottle tree is something from the world of monsters and demons. Generally, it is extremely difficult to activate spiritual power. Even if the power of gods and demons is injected, it will take seven days and seven nights and careful care to grow.
According to historical records, there have been two accidents in the growth of the magic bottle tree. The first one is that the seven-color divine power of the God and Demon King can make the magic bottle tree grow into a towering tree in an instant.
And the other one is the soul of the saint.
Before she became a god, she rashly used her soul to activate the Magic Bottle Tree. She didn't know what would happen, but if this was a way to save him, she was willing to give it a try.