She is a strong woman, and she is naturally used to bleeding and injuries, but the picture of thousands of scars around her body flashing together like this still completely shocked her heart.

She never imagined that there would be people willing to endure a thousand cuts in order to protect themselves.

And the open wound was swept by the force of the space-time spiral again, which was much more painful than sprinkling salt on the wound.

Therefore, after every shuttle ejection, she saw the green tendons on his forehead bursting up, and the big cold sweat of beans slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the corners of her mouth, with a slight taste of blood, which made her mind feel an inexplicable trance.

Her heart had been closed the moment he went to war, and had never been open to anyone. Even if it is someone who has been born and died with her, even if it is someone who has done a lot of things for her silently. There had never been even the slightest ripple in her heart, and until this moment, she seemed to find that her closed heart had opened a little.

The shadow of the person in front of him seems to have a blurred impression of the original person, and sometimes the two are reconciled.

She was a little confused, not knowing if she really opened her heart to him, or if she was using him as the substitute for him.

In short, she was lost at this moment, completely lost herself.

At the moment when she lost her mind, Traceless was like a monkey with extremely excellent bouncing power, shuttling vigorously until she broke through dozens of space-time spirals and finally found a stable space-time structure.

Then he stepped into the void and fell towards the stable structure of space.

In the space-time matrix, each stable space-time structure means that it is an independent world.

The moment they stepped through the void, a lush green earth appeared beneath their feet.

Then the birds and flowers, the wonderful sunshine, the wind, everything seems to be in a dream place.

At this time, without a trace, he looked around, and under the cover of his extradimensional perception, he realized that this was an ordinary small world. He was no longer vigilant, landed on his feet, and gently placed her on the grass.

Then he turned around and walked away from a distance and said, "You run your breath again, and clear the Gu poison in your body."

Don't look at the painting fairy who has been holding the painting fairy just now, but when he is facing the opposite side, Traceless is still timid.

Huangfu stared at him in a daze, and only got up after a long time, and then took off his red clothes.

Change into your favorite emerald clothes.

Then she turned to Traceless and said, "I'm fine, now tell me what's going on."

Traceless turned to stare back at her, seeing her change back to her previous appearance, without snickering in her heart. You must know that this costume is what they wore when they went to Immortal City together to experience those fate-changing events.

By doing so, she undoubtedly proved that she had always remembered all the things she had done for her.

It's just that without a trace is also clear, and this is also the maximum she can express. Because she refuses to like herself, because she has always been the blue-clothed scholar in her heart.

For the blue-clothed scholar, Wuxian did not hate him like Lin Zhize, on the contrary, he respected his infatuation.

Especially the life-and-death parting between him and Her Royal Highness the Princess in the Holy Ruin Bead at the end, which moved Wuji very much, and for this reason, Wuji would not force her and force her to accept herself.

He got a revelation from the scholar in blue, that is, liking someone does not necessarily have to get her, sometimes for her happiness, silent protection is also another kind of like.

Traceless is silently guarding her like this.

Above the wilderness.

A black-brown skinned young man ran desperately, and several Daoists chased him behind him.

One of the Daoists had a three-foot sword blade in his hand, and from time to time he shot out a series of sword intents, beating his already dilapidated inner armor to a thousand holes.

A cheetah sprang out from the left side, and with one paw it slapped the young man's left shoulder, bringing a bloody aura.

The young man rolled on the spot, his body kicking continuously, and his body was trying to eject like a leaky balloon.

Every time he landed, a large pool of blood flowed, and the speed and height of each of his ejections decreased.

But he still refused to stop running, because he knew that once he was caught up by these people, he would not even have the slightest chance of surviving.

He once tried his courage countless days and nights, and once secretly planned a lot of schemes, when he thought that he could independently fight those forces and avenge his family, only to find that he had always been a pawn in the hands of others.

An extremely pitiful chess piece, every act of his own conceit is designed after being carefully laid out.

And the man who laid it out is persecuting himself step by step towards his death.

When he woke up to all this, he was already in a Jedi.

He is unwilling, unwilling.

He couldn't die, he fought desperately, and he didn't know how many knives he had to take before he broke out of the tiger's den in Longtan.

Then those people chased and killed him all the way, and even chased and killed several planes.

Along the way, his blood was almost flu.

The aura that can be gathered in his body is pitiful, but every time he reaches the limit of his body, a powerful survival force bursts out from his body, which finally supports him to survive.

At present, there is a strange state in his physical body, that is, overdrawing potential has become the norm.

Even if he ran out of oil, he could still squeeze the potential out of this body.

Most of the muscles in the dark-skinned youth's body had been dissolved, leaving only a thin layer of skin to wrap around the bones.

Even if the body is slashed by a blade, it won't shed much blood.

Therefore, under the edge of the sword, he only dripped a few drops of sticky blood, and then ran away.

His feet were limp, but he seemed to be stepping on the void, and he jumped a few times and climbed up a hill.

At this time, the Dao man, as well as the two mounted beasts, were thrown out of a distance by him.

He vigorously touched a handful of dirty masks, randomly pulled out a pocket from his arms, took out a piece of shriveled flesh, and tore it a few times.

Then lie on the ground and suck a few mouthfuls of dew, and then continue to climb the mountain.

For those people to chase and kill, the young man seems to have mastered a lot of know-how, he has never walked on the flat ground, nor on the big road, seeing the mountains and forests, is the reason why he has been able to survive until now.

When he climbed a large tree, he stopped breathing, and the leaves were still stuffed in his mouth, chewing hard to absorb the water.

The cracks in his feet had been wrapped in mud and sand, forming a crust that made it easy for him to climb the thorny terrain even barefoot.

The black young man swung along the branch of the tree, and then ran to the top of another tree.

From here, he sank slightly, overlooking the white tiger and leopard hundreds of feet away, and the fierce killers beside them.

The black young man didn't dare to take a breath, because these two spirit beasts had extremely sensitive hearing, and even their own breath would be detected by them.

So the young man used apnea to keep him breathless for a long time, and then he jumped up a distance and took the opportunity to breathe heavily.

In this way, the young man kept shuttling between the treetops, like a nimble monkey.

However, his cultivation was so humble compared to those people that his actions could barely hide their tracking.

It only took a few breaths before they recaptured the traces.

Then the leopard leaped and jumped up to the trunk of the tree, and its huge spotted body shuttled back and forth in the thick bushes.

Then the white tiger also quickly shuttled through the trees, and the deafening roar echoed in the ears of the young man at all times.

The black young man pursed his lips bitterly, then spit out the bitter leaves in his mouth, and continued to run towards the depths of the dense forest.

He didn't know how long he would die, but it seemed that the future would never end.

He hadn't closed his eyes for seven days and nights, and he hadn't eaten anything serious.

It is such a tenacious vitality that he escaped from these killers again and again.

But he also knew that as long as he couldn't escape from that place, he would be killed at any time.

Only when he arrives at that place can he be blessed and have a glimmer of life.

He still remembered that place, those who used to regard themselves as their sincere partners, and the little seventh brother, he took care of himself like his own brother.

Only they are their true relatives, but the family hatred can not be forgotten, and in order to take revenge, the young man failed those good brothers and left the fleet.

Now the black youth really regrets that he shouldn't have abandoned them.

You shouldn't trust those who are ugly.

Under their warm faces, they reveal hypocrisy and deception.

The corners of the black young man's eyes twitched slightly, and the scenes in his memory that made him feel painful were displayed in his mind again.

He was grief-stricken, and wanted to tear his chest open, because there was a cloud of anger hidden there, as if it wanted to burn his internal organs to ashes.

Every time he felt this anger, he would run wildly and wildly in spite of everything.

It wasn't until it turned into an inexplicable force of survival that it slowly stopped.

When he was unable to lie on his back on the mountain peak, the moonlight was already hanging above the starry dome.

The crescent moon is like a knife, with a hint of murderous aura.

Looking at the twinkling stars in his mocking eyes, the black young man angrily picked up a stone and threw it towards the void.

"Liars, a group of liars" The black young man finally couldn't bear it anymore and vented his inner anger.

However, this sound immediately caused a response from leopards and lions in the distant jungle.

Then the jungle was startled with layers of nightingales, and the trees swayed like a tide in the night.

The black young man hurriedly dragged a rattan rope, hung his body between several tree branches, shook it hard, and jumped towards a mountain spring waterfall.

Then there was a curtain of water in the night, and he hid in a cantilevered rift.

Night is the best protective color, and he tries his best to enclose his body inside.

Only one eye was left to scan cautiously outside.

The sound of water in my ears, accompanied by the roar of wild beasts deep in the jungle, gradually broke the silence of the night.

A fishy stench came from afar, then popped into the water, and then rolled over and jumped ashore.

One of the Taoists glanced coldly at the stream: "That's where the smell disappears, is that kid washed off the cliff?'"

Another Taoist also rubbed on the tiger's mouth and said, "Bai'er, you sniff around again, don't miss any information."

The white tiger immediately circled the spring, sometimes raising its head and roaring wildly into the void, and after several turns, it returned to the path and prostrated at its side.

Seeing this scene, the two Taoists glanced at each other, then turned to the other direction to track down.

At this time, the black young man who was hiding behind the waterfall finally breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that the rock wall was powerless to slide down, and then his body rolled all the way from the crack and fell directly into a huge cave.

Whew!

It's windy.

Kuroko shrugged her nose hard, feeling a rush of air in her nostrils.

He couldn't take it anymore and woke up from his coma.

Then he was in a trance, and saw a gray scene. It's like a big piece of fur.

No, it's just a big piece of fur.

Kuroko finally realized that his eyes were not flowered, but that there was indeed a large piece of fur on the other side.

Kuroko hurriedly stepped back, dragging his still weak legs, and kept climbing backwards.

At this point, as the distance passed, he finally saw the fur in its entirety.

It turned out to be a huge brown bear.

His body was hundreds of feet tall, and his huge bear claws were almost the same size as his own.

The brown bear turned to its side to it, and as Kuroko continued to retreat, it turned around and stared at him with a pair of huge blood-red eyes.

Those eyes were almost bigger than their fists.

This brown bear is much more terrifying than the two spirit beasts before, Kuroko closed his eyes in despair and said, "Forget it, you eat me, I'm tired of running."

However, the brown bear never pounced, and Kuroko opened his eyes again in some confusion, and instead of seeing the brown bear, he saw an old woman with white hair. She came with her body around her mouth, holding a bamboo basket in her hand, and walked up to him, reaching out and poking him in the foot with the withered bamboo.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead if you're not dead, it's time to take medicine" The voice was very weak, as if it took a lot of strength to say it, and then it kept making a throat sound.

Kuroko narrowed her eyes and stared at the old woman suspiciously, wondering if she was real or if the brown bear was real.

Then he looked down at the broken bowl of medicine sent by the old woman, and didn't know whether he should accept her or not.

The old woman swept him coldly, and snorted coldly, "If you don't drink it, you will die, if you don't drink it, it's up to you."

After speaking, the old woman continued to walk out with the bamboo pole.

Kuroko was the only one left here, and through the faint light, Kuroko could see clearly that his feet were tied up by bamboo, and his body was also covered with wound medicine.

What was going on? Kuroko was a little confused, but he still reached out and grabbed the broken bowl and drank the potion in one gulp.

With his current situation, Sensei said that it was a bowl of medicine, even if it was a real poison, and he had nothing to fear

The medicine was bitter, but it was never poison, because Kuroko felt that the medicinal properties had given his exhausted body a glimmer of life.

Then there was the sound of heavy footsteps at the entrance of the cave, accompanied by a huge flow of air.

It wasn't a dream, it was real.

Looking at the brown bear's blood-red eyes, Kuroko became inexplicably depressed: "It seems that the family hatred cannot be avenged", he closed his eyes again as he spoke, waiting to be eaten by the brown bear.

But after waiting for a long time, the brown bear did not devour him, on the contrary, he felt a sour tingling.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the brown bear was rubbing its big head against its cheek. Although the behavior is somewhat rude, Kuroko can still feel its kindness.