Hallucinations occur in people who lose too much blood.

This is something that Zhu Luan has been familiar with in the past few lifetimes.

This kind of thing is most common on the battlefield, and seriously injured soldiers often shout that I am cold, so dark, and often shout the names of their parents and relatives, and then they have convulsions all over their bodies, and their body temperature drops, and they gradually lose consciousness.

Zhu Luan also had the experience of excessive blood loss in the past, at first it was a very tired feeling, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't raise his hand to raise it, and then the memories of the past would begin to regress, flashing in front of his eyes like a marquee.

And after a lot of blood loss, the most important thing is to stay conscious. This kind of thing is easier said than done, and the sleepiness at that time was more terrifying than ever, and it was a pain that no one who had never experienced it could never taste.

At that time, you will find that the most uncomfortable thing in this world is not pain, not itching, but sleepiness.

As long as you are not paying attention for a while, your consciousness will be scattered, your nerves will become numb, you will no longer remember what you thought about in the last second, your body will be so heavy that it seems to be filled with paste, and the ground under your body seems to have countless slimy hands grasping your body, just want to lie down, regardless of letting yourself sink into the dark and sweet world.

How easy it would be to be able to do that.

That kind of burnout in the depths of the soul is what Zhu Luan is most afraid of.

Give up everything, do a hundred, don't have to think about anything, don't do anything anymore.

This is the most terrible temptation.

When the head of the man in black rolled down, the last string that had forcibly stimulated her consciousness before broke in response, and the peace of mind that all the dust had settled was the sweetest poison, and the feeling of detachment was like an incomparably turbulent tide, setting off a high thick wave, burying her under the water with a bang.

The spirit that had been bound by her consciousness crackled through her body like hot oil ignited by a spark, but she was powerless to regather it.

The wound on her wrist felt wet, and her blood would no longer even turn into flames, and now the blood left in her body probably belonged to this original body, and it was Miss Zhu Jiu's blood.

Her spirit had crumbled.

Even if the blood vessels are cut open now, I am afraid that no blood will come out, because the blood in her body is basically gone.

Is...... Too sleepy.

The eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, as if they would close automatically, Zhu Luan's consciousness became blurred, his five senses subsided, and there was nothing left in his field of vision.

She fell limply, only to feel that the thing under her was quite soft.

I can't hold it anymore, so I just go to sleep and don't care about anything. In the darkness she heard a voice say this to her.

Before Zhu Luan could respond to this voice, a noisy shout suddenly came from his ears, "How are you!" Wake up! ”

Some hoarse voice change after the young man's voice.

Although her consciousness was already faint, she could still feel someone shaking her body.

Unwilling.

She originally didn't plan to die, even if she took the risk of using arterial blood to kill Gu for Zhu Rong, she still had confidence in her willpower, and finally survived the collapse.

didn't expect a killer to suddenly appear and be cornered again.

The person who just wanted to kill her is dead.

But she hasn't found the person who wanted to kill her before.

Even the original reason has been forgotten, Zhu Luan only remembers that he can't die no matter what, he should stay awake, and the longer he lives, the better.

Some kind of deep instinct urged her to think desperately, desperately trying to find a way to change her current situation. Maybe it was in her previous life and her previous life, she died too quickly, so she didn't have time to think about anything else, so this slightly slow NDE made her ignite a desire that she didn't have before.

I don't want to die alone.

If she dies here at this time, she can only die as Miss Zhu Jiu.

There was no one here who knew her, and no one could see her.

Suddenly, a woman's voice echoed in her ears, "Yes, who doesn't know that you are powerful, everyone is saying, how can anyone kill Princess Yingluan and the Queen of Heaven...... But you are all dead, leaving me as a person who is not very powerful, and I can't even find out the cause of death of my relatives. ”

Hoarseness and tears rained down.

At this moment, Zhu Luan knew what he was longing for.

Probably only after seeing the little girl who is older than her in this life, will she feel satisfied and feel appropriate, and the flame of inner longing can be extinguished, and this obsession with longing is so powerful...... The body that was so strong that it supported her seriously injured and weak regained consciousness, looked at the anxious young man in front of him, and subconsciously told him his instructions.

She asked him to find Princess Jinyang.

Just after barely saying this, the connection between consciousness and ** broke again.

This repetition is enough to be disheartening.

But in the next moment, she didn't even have time to be depressed.

The flame of inner longing has not been extinguished, but the inside of the body seems to be about to ignite the pain, if you simply lose consciousness, maybe you will be relaxed, Zhu Luan feels that she is not lying on the low couch, but lying in the raging hell karmic fire, the karmic fire burns her **, roasting her muscles and bones.

"How can you talk without words?" Suddenly, in the darkness, a cold female voice asked.

As soon as this woman's words fell, all of a sudden, Zhu Luan's body suddenly froze in place, covering her chest in pain!

A pinprick-like pain came, and at the moment when these words sounded, it was as if countless sharp arrows had penetrated her body.

Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart.

Zhu Luan's brows frowned painfully, groping her chest, but she didn't touch anything, she used her last strength to open her eyes, her fingers touched the bracers on her hands and searched around, but she didn't see anyone's trace, and her body was still a clean room in the underground secret room.

Zhu Rong was no longer visible, and the head of the man in black on the ground was still in place, Zhu Luan looked around in a daze, and subconsciously found the source of the female voice.

Suddenly, she heard someone gasping for air in her ears.

The gasp was full of unwillingness and pain.

Zhu Luan raised her hands to cover her ears, but she still couldn't stop the painful sound from penetrating her palm, and it was transmitted directly into her mind with great clarity and cruelty.

Zhu Luan listened to the painful voice and lay quietly on the low couch.

Then, as if she felt something, she slowly turned her head.

At this moment, a roaring fire suddenly appeared in the corner of the wall.

Zhu Luan looked at the figure that appeared not far away in astonishment.

She saw the sea of fire, and she saw this familiar and unfamiliar face.

Miss Zhu Jiu.

The pale and weak lady was burning in the fire, and she suddenly turned her head towards herself, and her eyes full of hatred were amazingly bright.

"Didn't you promise to avenge me?" She looked at Zhu Luan and asked hatefully.

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