Of course, he definitely didn't want to admit it, but this day's vanity and dizziness were not fake, he stood up hard and faced Qiong Shanyin. Said: "I'll go...... I'll go over there for a moment. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Relief. Will you come with me too? ”

“…… You go slowly. ”

Lao Wanfeng smiled weakly, and then walked to the back, of course he didn't really want to be relieved, but he didn't want Qiong Shanyin to see his current powerless and weak appearance.

"I'm really trying to save face." He couldn't help but insult himself.

When he came to a tombstone, he trembled and unbuttoned his shirt, trying to reach out to find out the extent of his injuries, which were a man's feat, not a sign of his defeat.

However, when he touched his wound, his index finger seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, and he quickly withdrew to see that his index finger was actually scratched!

This? What's going on?

He was stunned, and went to touch his wound again, this time a little more careful, and touched near his wound, where it should have healed, but it was a sharp thorn.

A hand also touched his back, and Qiong Shanyin's voice came from behind: "Don't move!" ”

He was trying his best to suppress himself from shouting, but Lao Wanfeng could still hear the tremor in his voice.

This alerted him.

"Why are you here? Are you here to accompany me? ”

"I'm afraid you're going to faint. So it followed. Qiong Shanyin followed his words, like this moment of taking care of it left and right, which means that the thing behind him is even more terrifying.

“…… My back ......"

"Don't worry."

His hands were supposed to be touching his back, but he didn't feel anything. I don't know if the wound on his back will mutate like this when he is on it.

"You don't have to comfort me, I know my body."

He knew very well that he probably fell for an unknown trick that would make him like this.

Qiong Shanyin bit his lower lip, and he could clearly see the silver luster growing from the wound on Lao Wanfeng's back, like countless debris sprinkled in his wound, extremely sharp.

"What's going on...... How is this possible? ”

He must have missed some important message.

Lao Wanfeng put his clothes back on, and after those thorns grew out, his clothes would be torn, but compared to this matter, Lao Wanfeng's pretense was relaxed, which made his heart like a knife.

"Let's go."

The next journey was even more heavy and people couldn't take a step, in order to save him, Lao Wanfeng would not have been hit by that person.

Regret is the most useless thing, and it will waste time and energy, he has always believed so, but he just didn't expect that if he really cares about someone, he will continue to criticize himself for why he is so weak.

On the third day, the thorn had literally torn out of the garment.

And Lao Wanfeng also felt the pain, and when the blade was stirred and grew in his flesh and blood, the wound on his back was torn even bigger.

“！！！”

Qiong Shanyin couldn't use cloth to suppress his wounds at all, all of those cloths were pierced by the blade, and the blood continued to spread, which was shocking.

"I can't go on like this, I can't flow anymore, stop, stop, stop!!"

Qiong Shanyin felt that he was on the verge of collapse, and the loss of a few short days made him lose one after another, as well as the desolate tragic scene he saw in the residual beads, were all heavy sorrows, weighing on his heart.

If he knew that he might lose like this, then he didn't meet in the first place, and didn't be so tough to put his own contract into his life, then would he feel much better now, wouldn't be like this...... Desperately trying to keep it.

"Huh." Lao Wanfeng felt Qiong Shanyin hugging him tightly when he was in great pain, and he said, "You don't dislike my stinky sweat now......

The blood in the hands is sticky, and the sharpness of the piercing in the flesh is a painful process, and if it continues to grow, I don't know whether it will die of excessive blood loss first, or if it will die because of the thorn growing into the heart first.

"Save him, please, Ru...... Don't die, don't die-"

"Ha, actually, I don't think it's okay...... Lao Wanfeng's mouth began to spit out these blood mixed with sharp fragments, and he said hoarsely: "It's just a pity, in two days...... It's supposed to be...... It's time for our decisive battle. ”

They have been preparing for this decisive moment all their lives, but he died in front of this door, it is false to say that there are no regrets, but before that, he finally filled the regrets with Qiong Shanyin for many years, and became a best friend of life and death with him, but it was also the last mercy given to him by God?

"Don't die, you're my only friend, I haven't repaid your kindness, you can't die-"

Qiong Shanyin no longer shies away from his feelings,

"Haha." Lao Wanfeng felt that he was tightly clinging to himself, and there was still something heavy pressing on him that made him breathless, Lao Wanfeng said intermittently: "You...... At this time, I didn't forget to stuff milk melon on my chest. It's me. ”

Qiong Shanyin was so angry by his words that he burst into tears and laughed, he looked at him fixedly, and said, "It's only you, a fool, who really thinks it's a milk melon." ”

This sentence was so informative that Lao Wanfeng's mind didn't turn: "What do you mean...... Is it a steamed bun......? ”

Qiong Shanyin slammed his head over: "Forget it, this kind of thing is not important." ”

He knew that Lao Wanfeng deliberately wanted to make him laugh, and when he was in pain and even struggled to speak, he was still laughing optimistically, wanting to pretend to be relaxed to cover up his pain.

The tears that I had endured for a long time dripped on the Ming Broken Sword.

As if touched by this tear, the Ming Broken Sword suddenly gave birth to a soft light.

Qiong Shanyin saw the figure rising behind him with teary eyes, but it was not Xiaoru, but a woman with watery eyebrows.

"Are you...... Wen Yue? ”

Qiong Shanyin's eyes widened hurriedly, and he helped Lao Wanfeng, who was almost unconscious, and said, "You appeared, you were saved!! ”

The sword spirit that appeared in the Ming Broken Sword, because of its patron saint in Laowanjia before, has been transformed into Xiaoru to protect them from being attacked by evil spirits, and now it has returned to the original body and turned back into Wen Yue, but the memory of Xiaoru's part has disappeared forever.

"You know me?" After Wen Yue was summoned, he was heard calling out his name.

"It should be said that it is...... Know your story. Qiong Shanyin couldn't let go of any opportunity, and said hurriedly: "Can you save him, he is about to die!" ”

"It's a sword." After Wen Yue was awakened, her thinking was still a little stiff, but fortunately, she saw the scene before, and the wound on the child's back was shocking and familiar.

"What is a sword ......?"

"This is a sword against him...... A sign that a contract has been signed. He would give his life to nourish that sword, he ...... will merge with the sword and become a sword. ”

This matter is really a bit scary, Qiong Shanyin thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with an idea, he buckled the fake dawn breaking sword on Lao Wanfeng's body, and made the sword body out of the sheath with a bang, and his face turned three points white.

Most of the sword had disappeared at some point.

When he was building this sword, "Ban Lu Shi" beckoned to him and said: "The last step of this sword requires a human sacrifice sword to be completely completed, but there is also a compromise method, that is, to use your blood to raise the sword, but this method can only maintain this sword for about ten days, and after ten days, this sword will be completely invalidated." ”

At that time, they didn't have any doubts about the words of the "Ban Lu Division", Lao Wanfeng thought that it was better to use a little blood than to die, and the fake sword was always fake, and it couldn't be true, so he dedicated his own blood.

But I don't want to...... All this is planned for a long time.

After these ten days, it is not that this sword will be completely broken, but that his life will raise this sword.

Wen Yue was stunned when he saw this sword: "Dawn??" This...... Impossible! ”

Qiong Shanyin told the origin of this fake sword, Wen Yue was silent for a long time and sneered: "You said that the person who created this thing is Qiong Shanming?" Is...... All right. Originally...... He is not dead. ”

Today is the deadline for the tenth day, and I can't help but understand why he is seriously ill like this, and now he has no time to think about other things, Wen Yue first commanded Qiong Shanyin to do what should be done.

Found an open place, he supported Lao Wanfeng behind his back, and put the fake sword in his arms, and used the Ming Broken Sword to pick out the knives that grew in the flesh and stabbed them.

"Do you know why...... Will the Banlu Master forge two swords? Dawn and Dawn? ”

"Because Dawn is an evil sword, it needs the power of the Broken Sword to restrain it." Qiong Shanyin concentrated on pulling out those things and responded.

"Yes, you understand very quickly, so you can restrain Dawn, do you understand what you should do?"

"What do you mean ......"

"You can't really save him like that."

If you can't really save the people you want to save, what's the point here?

In this closed place, all he can feel is nothing more than the breath of death, and the future that the person who is written on the spiritual position has to bear, Lao Wanfeng is about to face death, he doesn't feel regretful, but there is one more thing hanging in his heart.

"This sword...... When I get back, please apologize to my father on my behalf...... At the beginning, because this sword hurt Xiaobai, I said very excessive things to my father, but now that I think about it, it really made my father worry too much about me. ”

"I ...... I can't promise you! Qiong Shanyin turned his head away fiercely.

"Why are you doing that?" Lao Wanfeng said softly: "Even if it's my last request, you don't want to...... For my ......"

"I'll let you say it yourself! Say it yourself! "Joan Shanyin. Said: "I can save you, I said I wouldn't let you die alone, I will say do it, you can't break your word!" ”

After that, the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't help but fall anymore.