Chapter Fifty-Eight: Whose Blood
Xiao Mansion, Xiao Chen's room.
The beautiful woman with silver hair hanging down her shoulders curled up in the corner of the bed with her hands on her knees, her small face resting on her knees, her eyelashes trembling, and her purple eyes covered with a thin layer of mist.
"Ugh..."
She sighed faintly, as thin as a gossamer.
Suddenly, there was the sound of shredded footsteps outside the door.
The woman subconsciously looked up, her eyes fixed on the closed door. Then, the door was pushed open, and the warm sunlight entered, and the maid with charming red phoenix eyes walked in.
The woman bowed her head in disappointment, "It's you." ”
The person who came in was Qingzhu.
As if she hadn't heard the greeting words, Qingzhu walked straight to the bed and placed a neatly folded letter on the pillow. Her gaze swept over the corner of the bed, but did not linger, as if she did not see the beautiful woman curled up in the corner of the bed.
The woman seemed to see something she cared about, she sighed softly, leaned forward and leaned over, her gaze naturally fell on Qingzhu's neck, where there was a row of shallow marks.
The woman's nose wrinkled slightly, and she stretched out her hand to touch the white and tender neck, "It turns out that you are the first time!"
"Who?"
Qingzhu screamed in surprise and jumped backwards! She covered her neck with her hands and hurriedly looked around, "Who's in the room?"
Qingzhu's brows furrowed, she sensitively caught the coolness coming from Fang Cai's neck, but there was no one else in this room except her.
Is it an illusion? Qingzhu shook his head, laughed at himself, and turned to walk out the door.
"Goodbye, young master. Qingzhu whispered softly at the door, and then closed the door.
The light in the room dimmed.
The beautiful woman who had been curled up in the corner of the bed, but Qingzhu couldn't see it, sighed, her expression was even more lonely than before.
"That's it, her bloodline is not too bad, although it can't be compared with the slave family, but it is also stronger than many people, as his first blood, she is barely qualified. ”
The woman tugged at the corners of her mouth, wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, and finally turned into a more stiff bitter face, "The slave family is not happy." ”
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Suzaku Academy, a large venue for 10,000 people.
Just over halfway through the third lap, Xiao Chen fell, his body slid forward a few meters, and the sound of delicate skin rubbing against the ground could be heard clearly.
The audience's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, their eyes widened, and they looked at the embarrassed teenager with bated breath. Eventually... Is it going to end?
"No! he got up again!"
The cookie screams!
I saw Xiao Chen holding the ground with both hands, and climbed up with difficulty, he didn't slap the dust and sand on his body, nor did he care about the wounds on his body that had been broken and fleshy, and at the moment he got up, he had already rushed out!
His body turned into a sharp arrow off the string, and he ran forward frantically, a few points faster than before! He raised his head and screamed, the green tendons on his white neck bulging, and he stumbled as if he was about to fall at any moment, and waved his arms wantonly like a madman.
He hasn't given up yet!
Everyone gasped, what kind of will is needed to ignite a stronger fighting spirit at the moment of falling? Obviously he was already overwhelmed, his physical strength was exhausted early tomorrow, and he even found it difficult to breathe, but he still resolutely got up and sprinted with a more tenacious attitude.
When your physical strength is gone, you will burn your energy! When your energy is gone, you will burn your life!
"Come on, Xiao Chen!"
"Come on!"
"Woo, classmate Xiao Chen is doing well. ”
"Don't run, stop!"
"You've done enough!"
"Enough is enough!"
"Give it up!"
"Don't run!"
"Come on, but... OK. ”
“......”
The audience shouted.
But Xiao Chen's figure did not pause at all, and resolutely sprinted forward. His features were huddled together in pain, and he looked terrifying. Blood flowed from the wound on the knee, and half of the calf was mottled red!
In comparison, Jiang Tiantian in front of him was calm, his eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth flashed a victorious smile, and he only consumed part of the source power after running three laps!
"There is no hope. ”
Candy thought so, and her soft voice shouted as if it was being torn, "Don't run anymore! Enough is enough!"
Cookie also growled, "Stop, you're good enough!"
He lifted the frame of the mirror without asking, his face was full of unwillingness, and he said in a low voice: "Even if you can't get the recognition of the Six Gods Palace, you can become the uncrowned king sooner or later, so... OK. ”
Chen Shiyin, who was on the side, clenched the crumpled white paper in her hand tightly, "I'm sorry, my tablemate, stop." ”
Su Qingbo sighed, "Why bother." ”
Mu Yue looked embarrassed, "It turns out that this kid's physical strength is so poor, sin, sin." ”
Su Zhenbai snorted coldly and didn't speak, but his little face twitched.
The shouts of "come on" and "stop" from the audience resounded throughout the venue.
In the field, Xiao Chen ran the third lap in 59 seconds.
But at the beginning of the fourth lap, his speed finally slowed down, like a popped balloon, and he could no longer maintain the state of sprinting with all his strength.
He was exhausted the moment he fell, got up again, and re-entered the full-throttle sprint, which was just a return to the light.
Everyone understands this, so they feel distressed.
Slandered by rumors, despised by classmates, humiliated by Lin Mumu, targeted by the Five Kings of Suzaku, shrouded in conspiracy, squeezed by despair... He has endured so much, too much!
Once in ten years, the king becomes the king
That's enough!
Before the fourth lap, Xiao Chen's slower and slower body gradually stiffened, and finally stopped in place.
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"Really... Is that enough?"
The moment he stopped, a voice sounded in Xiao Chen's mind.
Whose voice is it?
Xiao Chen woke up from a trance, the screams of the audience were heard in his ears, fine pain rose all over his body, and his heart seemed to be clenched and it was difficult to breathe.
Xiao Chen raised his head with difficulty, saw the gradually distant back in front of him from the blurred vision, and remembered that the fourth lap had begun, he gritted his teeth, and even if he was about to sprint again!
But when he struggled to lift his already cramped thighs and hooked his stiff calves, he immediately felt countless sour juices flowing all over his body, and the strength that he had finally gathered collapsed instantly.
"I can't run, it's already... There's no way around it. ”
The thought of giving up showed its hideous fangs at this moment, swallowing the young man's will at once, and his raised steps stopped again.
His eyes gradually lost focus.
"Plop, plop, plop!"
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, the world closed its mouth, and the beating heartbeat amplified, amplified, amplified in the space of consciousness......
Suddenly, bright light came from every corner, piercing his eyes, and the light filled his world in this instant.
In the light, there was a shadow paved on the road ahead, and countless eyes opened in the shadows, and they looked at the light at the same time.
At the same time, a huge mouth in the bright sky slowly opened, spitting out a scarlet tongue. The tongue was densely covered with sharp barbs, and at the tip of each barb grew a pair of thin red lips, and the red lips slowly opened at this moment.
The countless eyes in the shadows suddenly looked at the young man, and the overwhelming malice was like a fine silver needle inserted into his every pore! Countless red lips in the light made their voices at this moment, and the voice was like a cry, like a ghost crying and howling!
"Why... Will you agree?"
"Why be reckless?"
"Why can't you be sensible?"
"Why?"
"For what?"
“......”
Xiao Chen closed his eyes in fear and gave his soul to the darkness.
Suddenly, he felt a strange warm current spread from his heart, flowing through the blood all over his body, purifying it, and countless cells swelled, burst, and shattered at this moment.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes in shock, and a fine light shot out!
"Whose blood is this?"
I intuitively felt that a stream of blood that did not belong to me was washing the inside of the body at an alarming speed, and the severe pain spread throughout the body, as if it was about to cut every nerve.
This familiar pain is the same as the dream that I couldn't wake up from last night!
"Ahh
Xiao Chen screamed miserably, suddenly raised his foot and took a step forward, turning into a streamer and rushing out!
At this moment, the flesh is accompanied by severe pain, and infinite power is derived!