After the battle fainted, the old medicine monster looked at Ke'er with inquiring eyes, and Ke'er said gently: "Let's start, I believe that my man will survive, he is the king of people." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 With that, the old medicine monster turned over and went to the back room to prepare. Ke'er took Zhan's hand and said softly: "Your Royal Highness the War King, you have always been the strongest person in my heart, so this time you must also conform to this image, no matter what, you have to survive, otherwise I can only save your image in my heart by dying." Ke'er didn't draw his knife after saying this time, but squeezed Zhan's hand hard.

After two hours, the old medicine monster walked to the side of the bed with a wooden box and a long rope, threw the long rope to Kerr and said, "Tie him firmly to the bed, and you can't let him break free." Ke'er took the rope and began to tie it up, but she was afraid that the battle would be bloody, so she deliberately loosened some of the rope. The old medicine monster said: "During the treatment process, he will be extremely painful and try his best to resist, if you can't even bear to tie the rope, I advise you to leave." With that, he fiddled with the herbs in the wooden box. Ke'er bit her lip, untied the rope and tied it again, this time she didn't spare her hand, and fixed the whole person in battle.

The old medicine monster squeezed out a few drops of juice from the herbs in the wooden box, then put them in a small bowl, and said to Kerr: "No matter what happens after that, you can't wake him up, only wait for him to wake up by himself, or be quiet forever, understand?" The old medicine monster walked to the bed, dripped the juice from the bowl into Zhan's mouth, and then quickly blocked Zhan's mouth with a thick towel, and after doing this, he also stepped aside and stood with his hands in his hands.

Just a moment later, Zhan suddenly seemed to be frightened by something, and his body suddenly rose upward, green tendons burst out, and beads of sweat mixed with tears kept falling. An inexplicable low roar came from his mouth. His face was extremely distorted, as if he was dreaming the world's most terrifying dream, desperately trying to break free. Kerr clenched her fists the side, trying to restrain her urge to step forward.

The old medicine monster said softly: "What I gave him to eat is a plant called Nightmare Grass, this plant is a highly poisonous thing that disturbs the spirit, if an ordinary person eats it by mistake, it will infinitely magnify the thing he fears the most in his life, and usually within half a day, this person will die of gall. But if a person with a heart disability eats it, this nightmare grass will keep repeating the cycle of people or things that he can't get past in his heart, making him experience this pain again and again. Either he breaks through his heart barrier and wakes up from his dreams in one experience after another, or he sinks into dreams and loses consciousness forever. Kerr didn't listen to what the old medicine monster was saying, she was now fully focused on this man who was going through pain.

Zhan's head was chaotic, and he had been in darkness, and suddenly, a hole was torn in the darkness, and light appeared from it, and his whole body was attracted by the light and rushed out. When he came to his senses, a large amount of blood and screams appeared in front of him, and a blood-red passage appeared in front of his eyes. I saw that on both sides of the passage were human beings resisting the sword with their bodies, and everyone was screaming desperately with despair and fear on their faces, but the sword fell on them mercilessly. They tried to escape, but there seemed to be invisible barriers on either side of the passage blocking their way. Zhan watched one person after another keep falling, blood splattered all over the ground, and when he looked closely, his whole body was blood-red, he screamed in fear, and wiped his hands desperately, but the blood still kept spilling on himself. He covered his ears and closed his eyes and ran desperately towards the side of the passage. I don't know how long I ran, my feet were empty, and when I opened my eyes, I returned to the entrance of the passage.

This time, the slaughtered people kept saying something. "It's all you, you're all killed. "We could have lived, but you brought us into this purgatory. "My daughter, my daughter, don't kill her, don't kill her!" "Please, spare me, it's him, it's he who makes us stand in the way, it's he who makes us die without a place to bury." Or curse, or pleading, or complaining, or roaring, the people around him kept pointing at Zhan, accusing him of his crimes, Zhan's whole body trembled, looking at the heavier and heavier blood on his body, he screamed, he kept apologizing to the people around him, but in exchange for more blood and screams. He ran wildly again, he wanted to escape from here, from the heavy guilt and regret in his heart.

Ke'er watched as the pink tears in Zhan's eyes gradually turned to bright red, and the black silk on his head also showed a strange red from the roots, like a dark red after the blood had dried up, slowly moving towards the tip of his hair. "Healer, what's wrong with him? Why is this happening? The old medicine monster approached the bedside, carefully looked at the changes on Zhan's body, and couldn't say for a while, he had never seen this kind of situation, and muttered to himself: "I've heard of a night of white heads, but I haven't heard of a night of red heads, we can't do anything about the current state, if we force interference, it will only make him suddenly frightened and crazy, now he can only rely on himself." ”

In the world of war, he unsurprisingly returned to the beginning of the passage again. This time, the men stopped cursing him, only screaming more harshly. "Brother Zhan~" A soft cry sounded above Zhan's head. Zhan looked up and saw that Lingshuang was pierced in the chest by a spear, and blood dripped directly on Zhan's head. Lingshuang's expression was sad: "Brother Zhan, I risked my life to help you, but why did you leave me and run away by yourself in the end? Didn't you say that you want me to live and wait for you to win the beast number? Why don't you be trustworthy." It hurts, my chest hurts. Lingshuang faintly recounted her pain to the battle. Zhan's eyes were splitting as he stared at Lingshuang, his petite body was lifted in the air, like a swaying flag, and blood would be spilled on Zhan's body every time he swayed. The battle completely collapsed, and he desperately jumped up and tried to hold the body down, but he could never touch it. Zhan jumped to the point of detachment, jumped to a coma, but when he woke up, everything in front of him did not change. He sat down on the ground weakly like a child, apologizing loudly, saying sorry loudly, two tear stains on his blood-stained face.

Zhan's hair had turned dark red, and the head of the bed had been dyed red with blood and tears, and his struggles were getting weaker and weaker, until only his fingers occasionally jumped. Ke'er has been by Zhan's side, and she has shed as many tears as Zhan sheds. She said softly: "Enough, fight, enough, you're too tired, it's time to let go of everything, I don't want to look at you like this, it's really enough, you can sleep peacefully." The old medicine monster also sighed: "The medicinal power of Nightmare Grass is too domineering, and it is very good that he has been able to survive until now, but it seems that everything is over." Don't be too sad, you have to help him get a lot done. With that, the old medicine monster dragged back to the inner room with heavy steps, which was not only the death of a patient, but also the destruction of his hopes.