Pan Yuhong on the hospital bed didn't respond, she just lay quietly on the bed, her messy hair was under her head, a once beautiful face was pale because of excessive blood loss and unconscious, and the whole person was lying on the bed, as if there was no breath of life, giving people an inexplicable sense of coldness.

The child lying next to Pan Yuhong's bed screamed, twisting his little head to look at this strange world, and when he twisted his head to Pan Yuhong and saw the pale and terrible face, he miraculously gradually stopped crying.

The little guy stared blankly at the man, and the natural connection between mother and child made him feel a unique sense of security, and he stopped crying.

Su Xiaoju changed the little guy's diaper and rewrapped it, and then she sat quietly on the edge of the bed, watching the child lie quietly next to Pan Yuhong and no longer crying, for some reason she was exhausted for a while, and sighed heavily.

It's all fate!

Everyone has their own thoughts, everyone has their own way of living, Pan Yuhong chose to get pregnant for that man and chose to give birth to this child, this is her own choice, her own choice of life.

In this regard, although Su Xiaoju felt pity and felt worthless, she couldn't change anything, she thought it was her cousin's life.

"Dead girl, you must wake up, if you can't wake up, I'll give this child to someone else to raise, so that his bastard dad won't want to see him for the rest of his life, in short, if you don't wake up, I won't help you raise this little thing for the rest of your life." Su Xiaoju looked at Pan Yuhong, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and said, her tone was extremely firm.

Su Xiaoju didn't know whether she was angry or deliberately stimulated Pan Yuhong, and said to herself, the little thing lying next to the hospital bed looked around, looked at the pale woman beside her curiously, and fell asleep quietly after a while, very peaceful.

I don't know how long it took, Su Xiaoju suddenly caught a glimpse of Pan Yuhong's fingers moving out of the corner of her eyes, and was stunned for a moment, and then she was overjoyed, looking at Pan Yuhong nervously and excitedly, and said, "Honghong, Honghong...... You...... Did you hear me, did you wake up? ”

At the corners of Pan Yuhong's eyes, two lines of tears suddenly rolled down, her eyelashes trembled violently for a while, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

……

In the dark night, on the cliff behind the golden summit of Emei, the burly and tall body of the god of slaughter hung on the cliff, but it looked so small from a distance, like a black dot attached to the stone wall.

Compared to the grandeur of nature, human beings have always been so small and insignificant.

The God of Slaughter hung on the cliff, holding Zhao Zilong in one hand, the terrifying injury made his arms more and more lacking in strength and intuition, which made him extremely anxious, but there was no better way.

"Let me go, or you'll have to follow me to the funeral." At this moment, Zhao Zilong suddenly spoke.

Tu Shen snorted, but he didn't expect Zhao Zilong to remain awake, and couldn't help frowning: "How could you be like this?" Can you climb the cliff on your own? ”

"It's hard to say, ahem...... The true qi in my body is running around, bursting open, and now I am a wasted person, and I can't use any strength at all, you ...... You let me go, it will only cause you to die in vain. Zhao Zilong's face was pale, and the tendon wounds on his body that had burst open before had long been stained red with blood, and blood was still bubbling outward.

Tu Shen's heart sank, he didn't expect Zhao Zilong to be injured so badly, could it be that there is such a powerful master lurking in this Emei Golden Peak?

The thought in his heart turned sharply, and God Tu couldn't help but be a little worried that the strong man who injured Zhao Zilong was chasing after him, and he was anxious for a while, but he had a sense of powerlessness that he had no choice but to wait for death.

"Let go of me, I've become a waste, and I can't even kill you with you." Zhao Zilong's eyes were scattered, and his whole body was full of unprecedented relaxation.

In his life, since he was abolished by Zhao Mingcheng at the age of seventeen, he has become a wasted person, but at that time he had too much unwillingness and too much hatred, so he endured a hardship, and finally survived, and grew stronger.

Now, the tendons and veins in his body were shattered again, and this situation was even worse than the situation when he was pierced through the pipa bone at the beginning, because the three martial veins opened up in his body were completely disordered, and the true qi was even more uncontrollable and broke through the countless acupoints in his body, and it could be said that his entire body had basically been scrapped.

In such a situation, now that the God Butcher is seriously injured, the two of them will only die together if they are hanging here, so he doesn't want to involve the God Butcher, he believes that as long as the God Butcher lets go of himself, he will have a chance to live.

As for himself, since God gave him the scenery he once had, but now he wants to take it all, this is his fate. How can it be like this?

"If you die, life is boring."

God Tu said calmly, two rays of light suddenly shot out of his eyes, and he whispered, and saw him suddenly twist his body, and kicked his toes fiercely towards the cliff.

"Puff ......"

In the dull sound, I saw countless broken stones falling from the cliff wall, and the feet of the God Butcher, who were more than half wider than ordinary people, were deeply inserted into the cliff.

God Tu dived into the cliff with his feet, and the arm that had previously supported him and Zhao Zilong's weight of two or three hundred catties was finally soothed and released.

In this way, I saw that the God of Slaughter's feet were embedded in the stone wall to maintain the balance of his body, and his hands were tightly hugging Zhao Zilong together.

Zhao Zilong didn't expect this method, and even if God Tu now uses this method to support the balance of his body, what can he do next?

After all, when Zhao Zilong fell just now, God Tu had already suffered a huge impact in order to catch him, and it could be said that the true yuan in his body was scattered, and there was not much left.

However, without waiting for Zhao Zilong to speak again, Tu Shen said calmly: "As long as people don't die, there is hope." ”

Zhao Zilong's heart was shocked and fell silent. Today's experience was really unbearable for him, but the words of God Tu were like an initiation, which made him feel ashamed and ashamed.

Yes, as long as you live, there is hope, there is any possibility!

Since he was able to change from a wasted person to the Emperor of the Eternal Night in the secular world, although he was more seriously injured this time, I believe that as long as he doesn't give up, he will one day be able to recover again and even become stronger.

It's a big deal to wait for another eight years, and then he Zhao Zilong will still be only thirty-three years old, and it will not be too late to stand at thirty!

The stubbornness in his bones and the belief of never giving up made Zhao Zilong, who suffered an unprecedented blow, quickly aroused his fighting spirit, such a state of mind and resilience, not to mention young people today, even if he has lived a lot of old people, it is difficult to compare.

People only saw the glory of him after Zhao Zilong's return, but they didn't know that the reason why Zhao Zilong had the current one qiē was because he had endured the pain and torture that the world could not bear, and he could not bear it.

His success is not luck, but he never gave up.

The belief of never giving up and the tenacity and stubbornness in his bones made his past, and he quickly regained his confidence and gave up the idea of suicide under the impact of this ruining nature.

Seeing that Zhao Zilong was no longer speaking, and a new brilliance was radiating in his eyes, God Tu couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, but he was still expressionless, and let out a low roar, his left foot was taken out of the cliff, his right leg was bent, and his body sank down.

"Poof!"

The left foot that was taken out crashed into the stone wall one meter below, stabilized the body, and then the right foot was taken out and embedded in the stone wall downwards as concocted, so one step at a time, slowly but rhythmically falling down step by step.

If the world sees such a scene, they may never forget this picture for the rest of their lives.

On top of the cliff, a man held another body, with a pair of fleshy feet constantly embedded in the solid rock to find a bearing point, and then walked down the cliff step by step, like going down a ladder.

Tu Shen practiced Shaolin Buddhism, especially the Buddhism body protection Shengong based on internal and external hard qigong, I saw him walking slowly down the cliff like the following ladder, and a small pit of one meter stayed on the smooth stone wall, one left and one right crossed down, neatly and neatly.

Zhao Zilong didn't make a sound, but quietly let God Tu hold him, but in his heart, he silently ran the exercises in his body, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

However, the true qi in the body has long since dissipated and is invisible, and there is not the slightest residue in the body, and even the tendons and veins in the body have been broken in many places, and they cannot be connected at all, and they can no longer run the exercises and practice.

Although the will to die was completely gone, but sensing that the situation in his body was so bad, Zhao Zilong's heart sank to the bottom again.

Even this set of exercises taught by Engong can no longer run in the body, so what power is there in this world that can restore oneself to the realm of cultivation, can he become a wasted person from now on?

Although God Tu didn't know what Zhao Zilong was thinking, he also understood that Zhao Zilong had suffered such a blow, and if he didn't go to a safe place to cultivate and enlighten earlier, he was afraid that something would go wrong.

Although one step is one meter, and the speed is very fast, this cliff is as high as a thousand feet, and it is not possible to go down to the bottom of the cliff in a moment and a half.

Time passed minute by minute, and after more than half an hour, Tu Shen took Zhao Zilong down to a height of more than 400 meters, and there were still more than 200 meters below, even if he took one meter at a time, it would take more than 200 steps.

At this moment, the pair of shoes worn by the God Butcher had long since left the back half hanging on his feet, and the two wide forefeet that were exposed were blurred with flesh and blood, and had already been broken in the process of constantly kicking through the stone wall.

Even though he has cultivated the Buddhist's body protection divine skill, and the strength of the physical body is rarely matched by the world, the true qi in the body has suffered a heavy loss, and now the rest is less than sixty percent, and it is constantly weakened under the continuous consumption for a long time. Even if he is as strong as a god, he can't support it, and his whole body is already soaked with sweat.

It won't go on like this.

The God of Slaughter suddenly turned his heart sideways, his feet broke away from the cliff at the same time, and his body fell suddenly, after a full ten meters, he felt that the speed was getting faster and faster, and then if he let go of the momentum, he was afraid that it would be more difficult to stop, and his feet suddenly plunged into the stone wall at the same time.

"Bang bang!"

With two soft sounds, the body of the God Butcher steadied, but there was a look of great pain between his eyebrows.

It's just that he didn't hesitate, he left with both feet again, and after falling seven or eight meters, he tried to dive into the stone wall with his feet, and so on, but in a moment, he had already come to the bottom of the cliff, and when he held Zhao Zilong and landed on the ground at the bottom of the valley with his feet, the soles of his feet were already blurred with flesh and blood, and the white bones of Sensen had already come out......