Ye Qiyan relied on the last remaining bit of consciousness to fly all the way, moving forward without knowing where to go. He only knew that he needed to stay away from Heavenly Sword Mountain, he needed to leave the place where he grew up, otherwise he would die and be killed by his own elders.

The pain in his body tormented his body, but the memories that echoed in his mind carried him away as the last bit of strength that had always sustained him.

He didn't know how long he had been flying, and he didn't know where he was going, he just flew according to his subconscious.

Finally, after he exhausted the last of his strength, his world was completely plunged into boundless darkness, and he fainted and fell from the sky.

On the edge of the ancient jungle, Mojia Village, Mo Zhe's family.

"Third uncle, when do you think Big Brother Night will wake up?" a young man asked with some concern.

As soon as he finished speaking, an older voice replied in a deep voice, "I don't know, he is too badly injured." None of the bones in the whole body are intact, as if they were attacked by internal forces, and when they were just sent over a few days ago, all the internal organs were cracked, and there were countless wounds on the body, especially the sword that was cut down from the left shoulder almost completely shattered his heart, and ordinary people would have died I don't know how many times. ”

"To tell you the truth, I almost thought he was a dead man when you first sent him here, but it was only at your request that the dead horse became a live horse doctor and began to save him. It's just that I didn't expect that he could survive under such an injury, and the injuries in his internal organs actually healed on his own, and the wounds on his body were slowly healing. Xiaoli, this friend of yours is really not a mortal, I really don't know if it is right or wrong to save him. Alas~~" The elderly voice known as the third uncle said worriedly.

For those of them, there are things they can't touch, or else they might be killed.

When Mo Li heard this, he said with a firm face: "Third uncle, it must be a blessing or a curse." Brother Ye Qiyan is a good person. I think he didn't know us at the beginning, but not only rescued me and Ah Zhe in the ancient jungle, but also came back with us and used his hard-earned elixir to save Ah Niang, if it weren't for him, our family would have died a long time ago. Big Brother Night is a good person, and I'm sure he won't hurt us. ”

When the third uncle heard this, he just nodded lightly, sighed and walked out.

Mo Li glanced at Ye Qiyan, who was still lying on the bed with a painful and pale face, and walked out.

At this time, Ye Qiyan's consciousness was plunged into darkness, and he cried out for help in the boundless darkness, but no one could hear it.

"Father, mother, Yu'er, master, where are you? I'm Xiaoqi, come and save me. Ye Qiyan shouted loudly, but this darkness seemed to be the only one, and no one answered his call for help.

After a long time, he sat down with his head down and his knees folded, his head hidden between his legs, his body trembling slightly.

Suddenly, a magic knife with a flashing black and purple light appeared in the dark space, like a ghost in the dark night, coming silently.

The magic knife trembled slightly, emitting bursts of ripples, cleansing the void and slowly illuminating the entire dark world. Then there was a soft sound in his head, like the sound of a sword, and like a knife that cut through the endless darkness.

Ye Qiyan slowly raised his head, looking at the glimmer of light revealed in the darkness, and slowly stretched out his hand, but there was a trace of timidity in his heart, and he didn't dare to touch it. It was as if there was something terrible and terrifying outside that made him afraid to go out.

However, the sound of swords and swords became clearer and clearer, the space swayed more and more, and the scope enveloped by that glimmer of light also expanded. He couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, and in the blink of an eye, the darkness cleared, and he was enveloped in light.

In the room, Ye Qiyan slowly opened his eyes.

A bright light outside the window made his eyes sting, and he couldn't help but close one eye, and the other eye was also half-squinted and slowly began to accept the light of this world.

It's been a long time, a long time, it's been a long time since I've felt the smell of sunshine.

Ye Qiyan took a breath of air a little harder, but what followed was not the coolness and freshness of the air, but a piercing pain.

The air he had inhaled into his lungs was like a sword, slicing his throat all the way to his heart and lungs as it entered.

Suddenly, Ye Qiyan's face turned even paler, and a little cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He couldn't help but gasp again, but the cold breath went on again, and the pain from before hit again, and the pain was even worse.

Ye Qiyan had to endure the pain to reduce his breathing to the slowest level, breathe slowly, and calm his mood.

He moved his hands and feet slightly, but there was also a stream of near-extreme soreness, so that he had to stop all movements, and could only lie motionless like a dead corpse.

Once he had stabilized, he began to think about what had happened.

His memory went back to the picture of going back to Qinghe Village that day.

Immediately afterwards, a large stream of information rushed into his mind, instantly filling his sea of knowledge.

The image of the death of everyone in the entire village came to his mind again, followed by Hachi's death from his serious injuries to save him, and then the scene of the man in black falling with a palm.

His parents, Yezhuang and Liu Shuyan, two powerless mortals, pushed him away, and then both of them turned into a blood mist under the clutches of the man in black.

The scene that had made him so painful and mad that he reappeared in his mind again. He seemed to have witnessed the scene of his father and mother dying again, and the last sentence of his parents before his death that he could not fully say "Xiao Qi" was replayed in his mind over and over again.

Ye Qiyan's heart twitched and ached as if it had been torn into tens of thousands of pieces, her mother's voice and smile were still vaguely in front of her, and her father's heavy back had not disappeared.

Ye Qiyan trembled and stretched out his hand to hold them, but he couldn't reach them.

He lay on the bed and slowly shrunk together, the pain in his body was inconspicuous at this moment compared to the pain in his heart that was cut by a sword and bitten like a wild beast.

"Mother-"

"Daddy—"

Ye Qiyan's voice was very hoarse, he couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and his throat hurt as if it was burning.

His tears were like the rain of June, and he could not flow enough.

The whole body had curled up into a small ball, like a child who was afraid of thunder and had nightmares. Hold your head with one hand and put your index finger on your lips with the other, biting gently. The whole person twitched slightly, like a lonely young beast chirping lowly.

"Roar~ Mother, Dad. ”

The scene of his father's death was like a movie replay, replaying in his mind over and over again.

"Little Seven"

"Little Seven"

"Child"

"Child"

Daddy's call is still circling in my head, and Daddy's voice is still ringing in my ears. But my father's mother can never get it back.

Woooooooo

Ye Qiyan's cry came out of the room, and the sobs were poignant and poignant.

The two brothers Mo Li and Mo Zhe, who had been waiting outside the room, immediately rushed in, and looked at Ye Qiyan on the bed with a happy face.

"Great, big brother night, you're finally awake. Mo Zhe's voice said with endless joy.

However, after coming in and seeing clearly, his complexion changed drastically.

Ye Qiyan's whole body curled up in a ball, his head was covered by him, and he could only hear whimpering, and see his body twitching for a while. The two of them immediately stepped forward and turned Ye Qiyan around.

Ye Qiyan was seriously injured at the moment, and he was powerless to resist, so he was easily turned around. His cheeks were as pale as snow, and his entire face was covered in hazy tears. Tears were mixed and fell into the mouth, nose, ears.

The wound on his chest, from the left shoulder to his heart, that had been initially healed, opened again, and blood oozed from the taut gauze again.

Seeing this, Mo Li's face immediately changed greatly, and he hurriedly asked, "Brother Ye, what's wrong with you, I'm Mo Li, do you still know me, what's going on?"

Ye Qiyan was still crying bitterly, and there was no response.

"Big Brother Night. ”

In Mo Li's memory, Ye Qiyan is a sunny boy in white clothes, sunny and happy, and enthusiastic to help others. So at this moment, Ye Qiyan's crying appearance made him a little overwhelmed.

He had to say: "Ah Zhe, go and invite the third uncle to come over, just say that the big brother is awake, go quickly." He himself stepped forward and hugged Ye Qiyan's whole person, preventing him from moving. Otherwise, Ye Qiyan's wound will be cracked and more serious.

A moment later, the elderly third uncle was carried in by Mo Zhe.

Mo Li hurriedly let go of Ye Qiyan, but heard the third uncle hurriedly say: "Xiao Parting let go, Xiao Zhe also went up and held him." ”

The third uncle himself took out silver needles and pricked the major acupuncture points on Ye Qiyan's body, and after a few stitches, Ye Qiyan fainted again.

The third uncle kept his hands and continued to apply needles, and the silver needles as thin as cow's hair were pierced in the twelve important acupoints of Ye Qiyan's body. The silver needle rotated slightly, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Qiyan's face became a little ruddy, and his already distorted face became much calmer.

Brother Mo Zhe slowly let go of his hand, and his expression relaxed a lot. It's just that looking at Ye Qiyan's expression, he is still a little puzzled and pitiful.

"Third uncle, what's going on, how can Big Brother Night be so painful?"

The third uncle took back all the needles on the acupuncture points, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and said, "I don't know, but I can see that it shouldn't be because of the pain on my body." ”

"Alas, it seems that this is also a miserable child. You take good care of him, it's best to take care of him every step of the way, and when he wakes up, he will be comforted, don't let him think cranky, otherwise it will not be good for his injury. ”

Ye Qiyan lost consciousness again and was taken care of in Mojia Village safely. The mother and son of the Mo family were wholeheartedly, accompanied by the bed day and night, waiting for him to wake up.

And while he was in a coma, the entire land of the Southern Regions boiled again because of a piece of news.