Chapter Eighty-Eight: Firelight

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Chen An's mind swirled, and he sat on a rock, silent.

Qianqian moved, in the dark environment, she could only sense the blurred outline of Chen An's body, and she couldn't see Chen An's face clearly.

However, when the Demon Heart Vine appeared, her body trembled subconsciously, sensing a cold and terrifying aura.

It's the devil, it's the vine of bloody terror.

"Brother An." In the darkness, Qianqian suddenly shouted.

Chen An turned his head, looked at Qianqian, and said, "What's wrong?"

The surroundings were quiet, and in the darkness, Qianqian still didn't see Chen An's face, but she could see Chen An's obsidian-like eyes, which were warm and calm.

Qianqian opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but the words became different.

"Brother An, I'm injured now, and when I recover tomorrow, we can go out." The corners of her mouth curled.

Chen An was a little surprised when he heard this, and said, "What a coincidence, I can recover tomorrow and go out." ”

"Yes, Qianqian and the original spirit master, Brother An can be the same as Qianqian, it's really amazing." Qianqian suddenly remembered that on the cave above, Chen An's eyes were red, his expression was sickly crazy, and purple-black vines were emitted all over his body, tangled and entangled, and he kept running and jumping, using those vines to hunt for food.

Qianqian's words were faint, very clear, and very beautiful, but they were full of a certain taste of loss, and said: "Brother An is Brother An, a very powerful Brother An." ”

She sneezed suddenly, her body shrunk and she shuddered.

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?" Chen An walked over, and when he got closer, he saw Qianqian's face clearly.

Qianqian's complexion is very poor, her face is pale, her eyes are dull and distracted, the whole person has no spirit at all, listless, and her appearance is very different from her appearance on weekdays.

Chen An frowned, stretched out his hand to sense the body temperature on Qianqian's forehead, and said, "Qianqian, you are sick." ”

Only then did he remember that Qianqian was just a young girl, with a delicate physique, and she couldn't bear it after a few days of running in the wild, plus she had experienced a series of battles just now and fell from the cave on the upper floor, and in this case, it was normal to be sick.

"How did I find out now?" Chen An was a little remorseful.

"It's okay, Brother An." Qianqian raised her head and showed a delicate smile, but her body trembled, and the skin of the hand holding the stone was pale and almost transparent, without a trace of blood.

At this time, this girl, like a fragile little white flower, seemed to be about to disperse with the wind in the next moment.

"Qianqian, wait a minute, it'll be fine right away." Chen An seemed to think of something, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled.

He stretched out his hand, and several thick purple-black vines came out of his palm, then dehydrated and dried up, broke by themselves, and fell to the ground, like firewood, making a crisp sound.

Although the Demon Heart Vine is still slowly changing, with Chen An's ability to control the Demon Heart Vine, it is actually a very simple matter to extract the vitality of a few vines and turn a few vines into firewood that can be burned.

Doing so was just a matter of consuming a few drops of his blood.

Chen An picked up the withered vines, and the blue-purple light on his palm shone brightly, slashing through the withered vines, and suddenly, those broken vines were burning.

The firelight was bright, the warmth came again, and Chen An and Qianqian's bodies were projected into a huge shadow under the firelight.

It is a fire that uses the withered vines of the demon heart vine as fuel, and can burn all night until the next day.

"Qianqian, look, it's not cold." Chen An smiled, the vines in his hands continued to change, twisting and intertwining with each other, and turned into a small bowl, and immediately, the moisture in the air was pulled over and gathered in the bowl, becoming a bowl of clear water.

Chen An moved the Yuan Fa Wu Lie Tiangang, and the life force in his body shook, and suddenly, the bowl of water turned into warm water, surrounded by a faint heat.

"Take it." Chen An handed over the bowl in his hand.

Qianqian took the bowl and took a sip silently, then she looked over and saw Chen An's worried and distressed eyes.

She suddenly felt a burst of warmth.

The reason for this is not because of the small bowl of warm water.

"Brother An." Qianqian had a bright smile on her face, and suddenly shouted, "You have something to do with that bloody and terrifying devil vine, right?"

Chen An was stunned and said, "Some accidents are not something worth talking about. ”

What he said was his true feelings, but when it fell on Qianqian's ears, it became something else.

"Brother An, it's nothing, the devil is also different, and it is also graded." Qianqian lowered her gaze and said in a low voice:

"A long time ago, the ancestors of the Shilo people, those powerful primordial warriors, killed a lot of devils, and they knew a lot about devils, and they knew that devils also have many different divisions, just like the gluttonous eye we encountered, which was the weakest, the lowest rank."

Qianqian whispered, her tone gradually became firmer, and said: "Brother An, Qianqian is the original spirit master, in the future, I can kill the devil, and at that time, I will help Brother An cut the shackles, no matter what it is, no matter what kind of devil, no matter how evil and dirty the transaction is, it will not harm Brother An." ”

She turned her gaze and looked at Chen An, and suddenly laughed, with a bright smile, a smile fell into the city, and said, "Brother An, no matter what kind of devil you are, you will definitely be fine, you will definitely be." ”

Chen An listened to Qianqian's words, a little unclear, but he looked at Qianqian's face, he didn't know why, but he couldn't ask the doubtful words, and after being stunned, he could only nod lightly.

He suddenly smiled.

Qianqian was a little sleepy, the whole person was sleepy, she looked at Chen An, the corners of her mouth moved, and suddenly said: "Brother An, I'm sleepy, can I borrow your shoulder to lean on?"

"Lend my shoulder?" Chen An was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"Really?"

"Really."

Qianqian pursed her lips tightly and walked over slowly, she was a little restrained, a little scared, a little worried, a little nervous, but in the end, she finally sat down next to Chen An and slowly rested her head on Chen An's shoulder.

At the moment when she was next to Chen An's shoulder, Qianqian's heart beat heavily.

At this moment, it was as if something suddenly shattered, and something filled her entire heart at once.

Qianqian leaned on Chen An's shoulder, and could feel every trace of breath on Chen An's body, so scorching, but indifferent.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly, Qianqian's eyes wandered, and her eyes were shining.

She will encounter many things, and she will forget many things, and perhaps, after a while, she will forget the gluttonous eye, because her future path is destined to be different, and many things will come, but they will not enter her eyes, let alone her heart.

But there are many things that she will always remember.

Let's say a certain distress, let's say a certain time.

For example, those that used to be close together, silent, but endlessly warm.

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