Ouyang Xiaochuan sighed in his heart at the last moment when he was knocked away, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to break his blood soul in the end.

At this time, the head of the blood soul at this time was like glass being hit by a very small stone, it was not broken, but there were cracks around the point where it was hit, like a spider's web.

Ouyang Xiaochuan continued to fly upward, and before the falling leopard chong landed, his eyes slowly closed, and the tall blood soul behind him disappeared into the air like smoke dispersed by the wind.

"Bang!"

Leopard Chong's sturdy body fell back to the place, smashed up a cloud of dust, and lay on the ground unresponsive.

Ouyang Xiaochuan was still flying, and suddenly there was a golden light in his mind, which made his consciousness even more blurred. After flying more than ten meters, Ouyang Xiaochuan began to fall freely.

At the last moment after landing on the ground, he only felt that he had smashed on something soft, and he vaguely saw a figure in a white dress running towards him, and before the person in the white dress came to him, his eyelids could no longer hold on, and slowly closed.

The Leopard Chong Blood Soul was broken, and there was no doubt that he was already dead, but Ouyang Xiaochuan didn't know it when he closed his eyes.

When the blood soul was broken, Leopard Chong sent Ouyang Xiaochuan flying into the sky with a desperate blow, such a strong blow was not at all something that ordinary warriors could withstand without dying.

The orc blood soul does not have the ability to attack independently, but it has the ability to be destroyed in the same realm, but when the orcs are fighting, with the increase in the power extracted from the blood soul, the defense power of the blood soul will decrease, and the leopard chong battle has reached this point, and the blood soul power is not much left, and Ouyang Xiaochuan has a chance to break its blood soul.

Even when the strength of the Leopard Chong Blood Soul was not much left, Ouyang Xiaochuan would have paid a heavy price to break it, which shows how strong this orc blood soul is. Therefore, it is much easier to fight against orcs and damage their body than to break their blood souls, unless you have absolute strength and certainty.

......

Ouyang Xiaochuan's injury this time was not light, Wen Dan couldn't bear the blow just now, he had already cracked, his liver was beaten in half, and the last blow made his talent almost exhausted, and he was almost like a dead man.

And Wen Quxing is his only hope to survive at this time. The faint milky white light Cong Wenqu Xing dispersed and was sucked away by the body, wandering all over the body. And this kind of talent is difficult to solve the urgent injury. Whether he is dead or alive only God knows.

......

Day and night alternate back and forth, and time flies. In the middle of the valley, a woman clung to a "corpse" in her arms, and a thin layer of sand was covered with the corpse of an orc beside her.

The woman's eyes were blank, like the walking dead. This woman is the second dream, and the person in her arms is her lover, Ouyang Xiaochuan.

Ouyang Xiaochuan has been unconscious for twenty days. Second Dream has always held him like this, never leaving a single step, and the vitality in his body has resisted hunger and cold for him.

"Ouyang, if you can't survive, I will hold you like this until my vitality is empty and I will never leave you, I am willing to bury you in this yellow sand with you. ”

"Ouyang, I like it here very much, because there is no fighting, no killing, just me and you. It was quiet and beautiful, and I felt like that was what I wanted. ”

The second dream showed a faint smile, and put her cheek on Ouyang Xiaochuan's forehead in her arms, but a bean-sized tear rolled out of her eyes, and the tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, dripped on Ouyang Xiaochuan's forehead and rolled down to Ouyang Xiaochuan's unopened eyelids, Ouyang Xiaochuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the second dream did not find it.

......

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the vitality in the second dream was empty, and she herself had lost a lot of weight in recent days, and her face was pale.

"Ouyang, I'...... See you in the next life!"

After speaking, the second dream held one of Ouyang Xiaochuan's hands and slowly slipped down, his head slowly drooped, and his eyes slowly closed.

The wind and sand fell all over the bodies of the two people, like a yellow clay sculpture, sitting quietly in place.

Night slowly fell, and the sound of a slight flow of sand was heard in the dark and silent night.

"It hurts!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan slowly opened his eyes, and a layer of yellow sand covering his body slid down.

"My head!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan rolled from the second dream to the ground with his head in his hands and curled up in a ball.

"Ahh

"My head hurts!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, and it didn't take long for him to sweat profusely and sweat profusely.

"It hurts me!"

"Knock knock!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan got up and knelt on the ground, slamming his head to the ground.

"Kill me!

Even if he slammed into the ground, he couldn't relieve the pain in his head, and he hugged his head and roared, willing to die.

"Ah......h

Raising his head and roaring angrily, Ouyang Xiaochuan fell to the ground limply again. The wound on his arm that had healed had cracked open again because of the action just now, and the blood was not stopping, staining a large part of the ground red.

Ouyang Xiaochuan "came back from the dead", but he was seriously injured by his courage and passed out again.

Wen Dan had borne most of the leopard rush's final fatal blows for him, and he had cracks all over his body, especially a large part of his abdomen.

Wen Dan is Ouyang Xiaochuan himself, Wen Dan is injured, how can he not feel pain?

......

When the first rays of light illuminated this ancient land, Ouyang Xiaochuan opened his eyes weakly again, and the feeling of a splitting headache was still there.

endured the pain and probed the divine thoughts into his mind, only then did he realize that the appearance in his mind at the moment was empty, and his courage was broken. Only Wen Qu Xing above Wen Dan didn't seem to be affected in any way, still emitting a faint light, and wisps of light were sucked away by his body and Wen Dan.

Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was disheveled, slowly turned over from the ground and sat up, what could be completed in a few seconds, he seemed to have gone through a thousand difficulties.

"Dream ...... Son!"

Seeing a second dream of sitting quietly on one side and bowing your head. Ouyang Xiaochuan called softly.

"Meng'er, what's wrong with you?"

Ouyang Xiaochuan fell to the ground again and crawled towards the second dream. Every movement made his body like a million bugs gnawing.

It took a long time to get to the second dream's side and lift the dead head, and the second dream was only imperceptible and faint breathing.

"Meng'er, hold on, you can't die. ”

With a light movement of his mind, Ouyang Xiaochuan took out an extra pill in his hand and slowly put it into the mouth of the second dream. This is the best Hui Yuan Dan in the lower grade.

"Wake up!"

After a few breaths, Ouyang Xiaochuan shook the second dream slightly, but still didn't get any response.

The second dream has no internal injuries, and there are only non-fatal injuries outside the body, and they have long healed, but the second dream has not woken up, and there is only one possibility, the vitality is exhausted.

After Ouyang Xiaochuan figured it out, he slowly lowered the second dream to the ground, so that he could slowly absorb the vitality in the Hui Yuan Dan that he had just taken. He knew that under people's unconsciousness, no matter how good the elixir was, it would not be able to exert its effect quickly.

And he himself sat cross-legged on the side, and took out the painting brush and the painting book.