The curse was launched.

Guichen had never known what the true curse looked like.

But when his life hung by a thread and he saw the scar, he instinctively understood what it was.

The most primitive curse in this world is the malice of murder.

And this girl is carrying such malice at this time.

"Ruby-level curse! So you're going to die! Chu Ji's crazy laughter rang in his ears, and Guichen's eyes widened in disbelief.

At that time, he thought that this was just the woman's crazy words, but at this time, looking at the girl's wrist, the corners of Guichen's forehead were sweating like rain.

Is all this true?

If it's true......

Then it was only natural that this hand wanted to kill him, and whether the girl intended it or not, it was useless.

Killing and destruction are cursed instincts, and Guichen has seen in books that this instinct is not at all something that ordinary people can overcome.

Even if it is only a slight violation, it can die painfully.

What's more, if it was really the legendary jade-level curse, it would already be a miracle that this girl was able to hold him with this hand.

Guichen never imagined that one day the words in the book would become a reality in front of his eyes in such a form.

Thinking of the girl's hand being loosened and tightened for a moment just now, Guichen's heart beat violently.

"Bright Moon ......"

Everything was in the flash of electricity just now, and the girl's hand was still tightly gripping his wrist, as if nothing had happened, but when Angela raised his head, his eyes suddenly hurt.

Her cheeks were all white.

The girl's expression did not change, but her face was as white as unstained rice paper, and drops of cold sweat flowed down her forehead.

Hit him in the face.

But Ying Baoyue bit her lip and didn't say a word, if it weren't for the flesh writhing on her wrist, no one would even know what was going on.

She ...... with that body How much malice did it endure?

She's alone, what's she fighting against?

However, the strength of people in this world is always small, the girl's cold sweat slid down Guichen's cheeks, and the next moment the flesh and blood scars on her wrists writhed even more violently, even the onlookers were terrified!

Guichen's ears even hissed like a soldering iron!

"Bright Moon!" Guichen shouted.

He was an ordinary person he didn't understand, but even then he knew what a terrible thing the girl was fighting against, and how brutal this silent fight had been.

"Enough! Moon! You put ......"

Guichen finally couldn't stand the yelling, but the next moment.

……

……

Tick.

Tick.

The young man's fierce words paused in his mouth, leaving only a silent scream.

A salty liquid fell to the corners of his mouth.

Guichen stared up blankly at the flurry of falling blood.

But it didn't flow from the girl's fingers, but from her arms, from her big arms to her lower arms, through the red scars, over his wrists, and on his face.

Guichen looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Blood oozed from the dress he had bought for her, from her upper arms.

Just as the curse of her left hand was desperately trying to shake him off, the girl actually bit her upper arm hard.

"What are you doing!"

Guichen desperately regained consciousness and yelled at Ying Baoyue.

"Let it go!"

"I'm not going to let go."

However, the girl above spoke unwaveringly.

She stared coldly at her wrist.

"This is my hand, this is my war, it has nothing to do with you."

Nothing to do with him?

Guichen never thought that someone would talk like this.

And so he speaks to his own hands.

The girl stared at the scar on her writhing wrist, her voice calm but with a terrifying will.

"This is my hand, curse don't try to control me, or do you want to be broken or cut off?"

Her voice was soft, but threatening.

"Huh? If you are my hand, you should know what kind of person I am. ”

The girl's voice was calm, as if she was talking about something very natural, "I won't let go until it breaks." ”

What an unbelievable statement.

However, Guichen inexplicably felt that even if there were other people at this time, he would feel it so instinctively.

This girl, seriously.

She wasn't threatening a curse, she was recounting a fact.

She really can do it.

Her will is really so strong. So much so that he didn't let go of his hand until now.

I'd rather take all the malice back to myself than hurt him.

It was so powerful that even the curse was suppressed in front of her for a moment.

So where is he, who is still qualified to give up?

Guichen raised his head, and the blood on the girl's arm was still flowing.

Her blood dried his tears drop by drop, expelled his despair, and made his whole body, the blood of his youth, burn.

Can human blood be so hot?

……

……

"I caught it!" Guichen raised his bloody five fingers and grabbed at the originally smooth stone wall.

The long blood stains that were scratched out of the countless lines on the broken wall turned dark in the twilight, and finally pulled out a point of strength, Guichen gasped, and his heart was like a knife when he grabbed a trace of life.

This is the place where she has struggled to grab out by swinging him over and over again, and he is so desperate that he doesn't even know how long it will take.

He...... How long was the delay? How is she?

"Very good," the girl's voice above was still calm, but it couldn't soothe Guichen's heart at all, although he barely grabbed a place, but he landed nowhere to stay, and the girl's physical strength was also declining, it was better to say that Guichen felt that she had been squeezing at the limit.

Will he really be able to go up?

"Calm down and listen to me, we only have one chance." In such a desperate situation, the girl above still did not give up and did not waver.

"Opportunity?"

"Adjust your breathing, return to Chen, listen to my commands, one, two, three, four."

Guichen complied, but how could people be calm down in such a situation? Or even breathe calmly?

"I ......" the teenager couldn't catch his breath and breathe, was it so difficult?

"If you can't do this, don't mention wanting to become a cultivator!" The girl's rebuke was coldly discarded, but it made Guichen's eyes widen.

Those clear eyes looked at him like this, as if they were seeing the bottom of his heart.

"Otherwise everything is wishful thinking."

Wish for the moon.

Guichen has been scolded countless times for wishful thinking since he was a child, but none of them hit his pain point more than this one.

Whether it's infatuation or delusion, I just don't want her to say that.

Didn't want to run away from her.

will be seen.

Ha, ha.

The boy took a big breath, desperately, trying his best to adjust, and at some point he didn't know when there was no other sound in his ears.

Only her voice.

The sound of her breathing.

Homology.

Succeed.

Ying Baoyue quietly stared at the young man under the cliff, pouring the last squeezed strength into that moment.

"Go up, climb!"

The last breath.

The moment his breath coincided with hers, her voice exploded in his ears like thunder!

Guichen suddenly opened his eyes, and his nails were shattered and rushed upward!

And his wrist was slammed up at the same time!

How much energy does that slender and weak body contain?

This was the only thing Guichen thought about in that moment's blankness.

His mind went blank.

It was a water-like experience like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, power and breath burst through his body, and the world he was in turned upside down in that instant.

It's coming up.

At that moment, the scenery flowed, and Guichen looked at the pale face of the girl who was getting closer and closer.

With a snap, he threw her onto the grass.

Ground.

on the ground.

Guichen suddenly rolled over, lying in a large character on the broken grass, staring at the sky above his head, his chest heaving as if he were in a dream.

Guichen raised his hands in front of him in a daze, only the fleshy palms and the pinch marks on his wrists told him that all this was true.

He's alive.

He actually came up.

"Congratulations, can't you do it?" The girl's soft laughter was heard in my ears.

She lay beside him, her hands outstretched, strands of sweat-soaked black hair on her cheeks.

Their hands that were weakly paralyzed on the ground were very close, and Ying Baoyue turned her face slightly, stretched out her fingers and pulled out the strip of cloth that she had been holding tightly from Guichen's palm, and slowly tied it back to her other wrist.

She......

"You ......"

The boy staggered to his feet and leaned over the shoulders of the girl lying on the ground.

The girl, who was pressed against the grass by the boy's solid arm, did not have the slightest panic on her face.

Guichen stared at the pair of crystal clear eyes that were close at hand, staring at it for a moment, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Why?"

Ying Baoyue also stared at him quietly and smiled, "What why?" ”

"Why would you do this to save me?"

It's not the same thing as when he saved her.

He saved her with a gesture.

And she's just ......

"Uh-huh......" The girl's voice came, and the girl in his arm groaned and laughed softly.

"Because you bought me clothes?"

"What......"

It's hard to describe his mood at this moment.

It was an experience he hadn't had in fifteen years of his life.

He knew that this man was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

But this is a nonsense that only this woman can say.

"It's just a dress, I can buy it for you anytime." The young man's voice was cold, but he couldn't say anything more halfway through.

A drop of water fell on Ying Baoyue's cheek.

Ying Baoyue blinked.

"Guichen, are you crying?"

"Long-winded! It's just sweat!" The boy rolled to the side again, and the two of them collapsed on the grass for a long time.

Until the moon rises in the western mountains, the stars appear.

When the moon shone on the faces of the two, Guichen, who had been silent, took a deep breath and got up, and then silently looked at the girl lying on the ground, and the next moment, he squatted down beside her.

"I'll carry you back."

"No need to ......" Ying Baoyue sat up, "It's not ...... yet"

"If you talk about it again, I'll go." The boy yelled impatiently, grabbed one of her hands and put it on his shoulder, "The sun has gone down, it's not the first time, don't waste my time going home for dinner!"

Looking at the young man who was about to blow up, Ying Baoyue smiled helplessly and put on his other hand.