Chapter 74—Salvation (1)
The wind blows away from the wind, and the water blends and gathers in the water.
Even if you can't hear the winds in the wind, you can't see the water in the water, but you can sense that they are there.
Ling Xingyue sank into a deep dream, and in that dream, a burst of awe-inspiring dark light was heavy and abnormal, and it was slowly injected into the body of the elixir in his forehead.
The moment it was all injected, the forehead was torn like a sharp pain, and a faint blue and purple flame was emitted, and the scorching heat was abnormal, and Ling Xingyue woke up suddenly.
The eyes are as bright as ink, and the flame lines on the forehead are more like colorful sparkling glow, very gorgeous, and the eyes are even more charming and floating like upside-down beings, even covering the bright moon and bright stars in the sky.
The moon has risen to the middle of the sky, the evening breeze sends cold, the clear light is washed, and the Milky Way is leaked.
I don't know when, the seal on the top of the cave has been cracked, the slightest clear and cold differential slowly attacked, a piece of moonlight projected, bright and clear, the reflection of the cave wall on a silver glow, the moonlight and the runyu cave wall echo each other, bright and flickering to make people hopeful.
A faint fragrance as clear as water lingered around Ling Xingyue's body, and finally converged on the fingertips, the knuckles of the fingers were distinct, white and slender.
Ling Xingyue's fingertips touched the seal hall between Lan Keman's forehead like spring breeze and rain, and immediately sensed that although Lan Keman's breath was weak, because it was supported by his own spiritual blood, he would definitely have no worries about his life for the time being.
With this kind of keen deep perception, Ling Xingyue knew it well, and it seemed that his spiritual power was no longer the same as before.
Ling Xingyue bowed slightly, lowered his hand and saw that the wound on his wrist had already condensed, the tip of his eyebrows was slightly clustered, and his right hand was deep in the depths, and his two fingers were tightly together, and his luck was raised, and the purple-blue flame light suddenly rose, forming a sword flame.
The "knife" of hand qi fell, the fingertips moved slightly, and the blood on the left wrist suddenly came out, hot and scorching, and the fishy fragrance was incomparable.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ling Xingyue took Lan Keman into her arms, reclining on her right knee, her right arm bent over Lan Keman's weak little head, the tips of her right fingers bypassed Lan Keman's thin neck, and her fingertips gently supported Lan Keman's jaw, and carefully poured the blood into the corners of Lan Keman's mouth.
Ling Xingyue randomly found that Lan Keman was unable to swallow due to the deep coma, but fortunately, Ling Xingyue had fed Lan Keman almost half of her own spiritual blood in the early stage, otherwise she would never be able to survive this cold and bitter cold place.
Ling Xingyue's eyes were slightly raised, and her right hand shrank slightly, clasping the back of Lan Keman's head, and leaning over to cover it.
Every time he swallowed a mouthful of wrist blood, he then used the tip of his tongue to pry open Lan Keman's lips and teeth, and drove straight in, crossing the mouthful of flame spirit blood into Lan Keman's small mouth.
Although his wrist was dripping with blood, Ling Xingyue didn't notice the pain at all, he only felt that every time he touched Lan Keman's lips and teeth, his body would tremble slightly, as if the only place in his body that he felt was the skin that was next to each other, and the raging flames that spread out from where they swept down and upwards respectively, burning even hotter and hotter in the depths of his mind.
Ling Xingyue's face gradually turned pink, reaching straight to the neck where the faint green tendons burst out, and the wrist dripping with fine blood was unconscious, inch by inch, meticulously caressing Lan Keman's cheeks and cheeks, and her fingertips gently stroked up and down, refusing to stop.
Or knowing that Lan Keman now has no worries about his life, or the powerful charm power of the blood of the demon spirit on his body, Ling Xingyue's feelings burst into flames, and under the bright moonlight, he can no longer hide.
After feeding it like this more than a dozen times, until he felt that Lan Keman's breathing seemed to become calm, quiet and no longer so anxious, he stopped, and slightly adjusted his almost suffocating chest and breathing.
Ling Xingyue raised her head slightly, staring at the delicate Lan Keman in her arms, her originally pale cheeks instantly turned bright as the crimson morning glow, her eyes were calm, and there seemed to be a layer of moist hookah between her breaths, exuding a clear spiritual bamboo breath.
Ling Xingyue's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously carried a smile:
Finally, there is no fragrant and lush, mouth-watering smell of cat grass on his vines!
In the past, even when Ling Xingyue was in love, she automatically blocked that breath, but the subconscious desire always made Ling Xingyue unable to enjoy everything when she was with Lan Keman, especially the heartless kiss and the warm and longing hug.
In the future, when she gets along with Lan Keman, Ling Xingyue should be even happier, do whatever she wants, and be warm.
The sky outside the cave was faintly bright, and Ling Xingyue didn't know how many days, six or seven days had passed in this cave? Or more?
Ling Xingyue carefully lay Lan Keman on the only two futons, her white fingertips, carrying the corners of the sleeves of her robe, lovingly wiped Lan Keman's scarlet cheeks clean, and gently stroked the slightly trembling eyelashes, gently kissed the soft corners of her mouth, and slowly stood up.
I don't know what kind of bird is chirping outside the high cave, once there is a crack in this seal, even the sound of the wind passing through the cedars outside, Ling Xingyue can hear it clearly.
Walking forward slowly, pacing directly below the top of the cave, Ling Xingyue's eyes were slightly closed, her posture was upright, and her backlit back was shrouded in shadows, Sen Senran made people shudder slightly.
The two fingers of his right hand moved smartly, touching his forehead, and the flames of blue and purple hunted up, and the only dazzling light around his body made it even more magical to Ling Xingyue, and his qi rose to the cave wall.
"Broken!"
With a few whispering blood spells, Ling Xingyue let out a loud shout, and the birds flying above the top of the cave were shocked to the bottom of the cave like thunder on a sunny day.
A strong smell of pine and white snow, "boom", poured in at once, and the cave was suddenly filled with the breath of the world—although it was complicated, it made people feel deeply friendly and safe.
Ling Xingyue stretched out her hand to hold Lan Keman, stepped on the jade bead on the cave wall on tiptoe, and made a few light leaps in succession, she had already jumped to the top of the cave with Lan Keman, looking down, the futon had become as small as a tea cup, but the jade plate was still shining brightly, and it was unusually bright.
"Snow Maiden God, I broke your cave, you trapped me for many days, we offset each other in pairs, and we don't owe each other!"
Ling Xingyue held Lan Keman with one hand and leaned on his chest and shoulder, bit his fingertips with the other, and poured a drop of fingertip spiritual blood into the jade plate prepared on the table, and recited a small incantation in his mouth, and the jade plate instantly became red, moistening the cave, and disappeared again.
"Snow Maiden God, I sacrifice a drop of the blood of the spirit and demon to help the spirit of the grassland Qixi grass to form a spirit as soon as possible, and I will be in the past with you again."
After Ling Xingyue said this softly, she stretched out her palm and stroked it gently, closed the hole again, and wrote a sealing spell with the spirit point between her foreheads, and then picked up Lan Keman horizontally and ran in the direction of the mountain.