There may be someone in your life who loves you, and his entry will gradually change your entire future. But it doesn't matter if the changed future is better or worse, what matters is that you already have someone who loves you in this journey of life. - "Living Book"

When the sun is still stingy with the sun, when the morning dew is still nostalgic for the leaves, the already dark forest is still hazy. The white-eyed man and the blind girl have already embarked on the road ahead. He's still flying, she's still on his back.

If I told them that the people of the Purple Spider were only a few kilometers away from them, they would have been in a hurry, so I didn't tell them. Fortunately, their speed was very fast, and they immediately distanced themselves from the people of the Purple Spider.

Flying with a man on his back, he is like two people flying like an arrow in battle. Although the blind girl looked very thin, he was at least twice as slow.

During the flight, the terrain changed from high to low, and when we found the second herb with jagged leaves, we were also very lucky to find a wooden house that was no longer inhabited. He looked at the location of the various herbs in my living book, the nearest was about a dozen kilometers away from here, and he had no choice but to let go of the blind girl.

He climbed into the house, made sure that it was uninhabited, and carried the blind girl to the second floor of the wooden house, the blind girl was shivering, he put her on the bed, and wrapped the blind girl tightly with all the fabrics, cotton and even quilts that he could find, and I looked out the window to see that it was obviously the summer sun.

"I'll be right back!" When he had finished speaking to the blind girl, he turned to leave, but the blind girl grabbed the corner of his clothes. He looked back at the blind woman, who clutched the corner of his coat for a moment before letting go.

He immediately transformed into a true white-eyed monster with giant wings, and flew out of the window, flying twice as fast as he had been before, in the direction I had shown him.

As someone whose mission was to ruin his future, I should have steered him in the wrong direction, I should have done something that would have killed him, but I couldn't. He, or perhaps the people around him now, make me want to help him.

My body is invisible, and the resistance I experience is always zero, so I can fly at any speed. I was in front of him, showing him the way he should go, helping him find all the herbs that could save the blind girl.

He was very talented in this area, his eyes were sharp, and he could always find the herb he was looking for at a glance in the mountains or in the shade of the trees. There was a herb that was indistinguishable from a weed, but it had a "body temperature" comparable to that of a mammal, and when I had a headache as to how to tell the difference, he had already found it. He is even more talented at gathering herbs than he is at fighting. I even think that the changes he made in his body were supposed to make it easier for him to collect.

There are more than a dozen different herbs, each of which has a distance of more than a dozen or even tens of kilometers between them. We gathered all the herbs just as the sun was about to set. For the first time, an excited childlike smile appeared on his face. He found a place, hollowed out a stone to make a bowl-like shape, and then smashed it with another stone, mashing and mixing a dozen different herbs together, as I said. He casually took out a leather bag from the package behind him, wrapped the prepared medicinal herbs with the leather bag, and then sealed it, and couldn't wait to load it and flew in the direction of the blind girl, with an excited smile on his face, that speed like an arrow, I had only seen it when he was fighting.

It was already dark, and the excited smile on his face suddenly froze on the way back. In the distance, where he had placed the blind girl, there was smoke. It was as if something was burning, and a bad premonition came over me.

I was back at the speed of light before he was to where the blind girl was, and the cabin she was in was burning! The "lump of hair" who claimed to be a friend of the white-eyed man who had come to the white-eyed man before was throwing an empty oil drum into the fire, he took off the gloves he had been wearing on his hands, and threw the gloves into the flames together, and under the gloves, his hands were tattooed with a large purple spider!

The blind girl was in the midst of the fire, and the fiery snake was winding its way from the first floor to the blind girl's bed. The blind girl coughed in the flames, and she moved, but she had no strength, not even the strength to get out of bed. I flew over and tried to carry her out, but I wasn't! I hate who I am!

I hurried back to him at the speed of light, and hurried to tell him that the blind girl was now in a desperate situation!

He couldn't be faster, his scales almost being torn off by the wind. But he still vibrated his wings desperately, anxiously wanting to go faster.

Suddenly, a few bolts pierced his scaly wings. A group of strong men who had been waiting for a long time, with a big purple spider tattooed on their hands, holding a bow and crossbow in their hands, carrying a bow and crossbow on their backs, and even putting three wound crossbow arrows on the ground, the crossbow arrows were like rain, quickly piercing the sky, and coldly piercing into his wings. He didn't care, gritted his teeth and continued to fly towards the cabin.

Nearly 100 meters from the wooden house, thousands of crossbow arrows and arrow feathers blocked the entire sky, and on the trees, on the ground, around the wooden house, as far as the eye could see, there were people with purple spiders holding crossbow arrows everywhere. Each of them is armed with at least three crossbows so that they can keep shooting without winding time.

Fly, it's not going to work anymore. He gathered his wings, which had been pierced dozens of times by the arrow's feathers, and landed on the ground, running towards the burning wooden house. Hundreds of arrows flew straight at him, each one viciously trying to take his life. Although there were trees on the ground to block the attacks of the rain of arrows for him, and he also nimbly dodged sharp arrows that normal people could not see, but the continuous arrow feathers hit his huge wings, making him not advance but retreat. He pulled out the short knife behind his back and slashed off his scaly wings, blood gushing out from the broken gaps in his wings.

He gritted his teeth and galloped up as agile as a cheetah, sometimes bowing his head, sometimes leaping, and even standing sideways and stepping on the trees and running parallel to the ground. Then he rushed into the enemy group like a fierce tiger pounced, and the purple spider man immediately put down his crossbow arrows and took out his shining scimitar. His sturdy body danced in the enemy's ranks, taking a life with each swing of his sword. But he didn't dare to let go of the killing ring, and the blind girl's cough was coming from the wooden house. He rushed out into the encirclement, where the hut was at its center. The surrounding trees and the ground were full of people, people with crossbow arrows in their hands. And they seem to be waiting for this moment. The place where the house was located was open without any trees, and the open space of the hut and the woods turned any creature into a living target for men to shoot.

And he was the target, he took off his backpack and put it on his chest, and ran desperately to the hut as fast as he could. All the arrow feathers seemed to be shooting at him at this moment. In all directions, there are no dead ends, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky is full of arrows

His body was pierced, one, two, three, thirty! And he, as always, was not his own body that was pierced! Despite spitting blood, he ran into the cabin. Running through the screaming flames to the bed of the blind girl on the second floor. Pour a small bag of syrup that had been guarding her chest into the blind girl's mouth.

He lifted the blind girl on his back, but the hole in his body burst into blood, and he fell to the ground again, and then struggled to get up again.

"Quick! Let's go! "He had no strength, and even getting up became a luxury.

"We can't go" The blind girl sobered up a little, but was still weak.

The few gray pages of "The Future of the White-Eyed Man" were at my fingertips, and they were extinguished as the fire spread.

"What did you burn in your hands?!"

"Your future" I sighed, "it's over tonight"

Flames burned the beams of the roof, burning wood flew down and blocked all their retreats, screaming tongues of fire screaming to devour everything.

He sat on the ground, right next to the blind girl, looking at the fire, his eyes revealing despair, let out a long sigh, and fell, and the blind girl was right behind him, letting him lean on himself and hold his neck.

In the midst of the fire, the blind woman held him in one hand, drew his dagger with the other, and stabbed her own eye. The eyelids that had grown together since birth were cut, and the eyes that had never been opened did not lose their light, but showed blood-dripping eyes, and then looked at him, and the clear eyes turned gray and white at the first moment of seeing the light, and after seeing the first sight of the person who had been with her, she became a white-eyed person.

"So that's what the world looks like." The blind girl who saw the light for the first time ignored the blood flowing from the corners of her eyes, and put her palms against the flames, "The burning wood burns the other wood, and then burns herself to ashes", the blood in the corners of her eyes is mixed with tears, as if she wants to repay all the tears owed at once, "Is it true that we and this wooden house will be destroyed in the end?" She asked him in her arms, who had fallen into eternal silence.

The tears were still there, and she hugged him tighter, "I really want to go to that valley with you, there is a hut, there are many animals, and a wood, and it is just the two of us"

Tongues of fire engulfed them, and houses collapsed in the swaying. The fire was raging, and the first task of my mission was completed like this, with blood and tears.