Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Nightmare of Blood

As soon as Ning Shi's words fell, Ye Qingniao directly snapped: "No, you can't stay, you are the strongest among the three of us, only you have reached the armor-piercing realm." Who dares to guarantee that there is no battle behind this passage, if the two of us go over, we can't go to the end, won't you be sent to death in vain? Death Gate, born to death, this is the place of trial, we didn't get anything here, this is not logical, so I conclude that there is something behind. ”

Ning Shi: "But ......"

Chen Yusheng: "What the blue bird said makes sense, I agree." ”

Ning Shi stared at Chen Yusheng directly: "You agree? If you agree, who will stay? Do you know what you're talking about?"

Chen Yusheng understood what Ning Shi meant, pinched his fat big fat face vigorously, and boldly pinched Ye Qingniao's pink little face, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes: "You take the bluebird away, I'll stay, I'll open the passage for the two of you." Don't argue with me, I'm also a master, I should do this thing, besides, if you go to close the formation as soon as possible, maybe I'll go out with you. ”

Looking at Ye Qingniao, Chen Yusheng tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his face, a smile that was uglier than crying: "When I was in Shushan, no one looked down on me, they all thought I was sick, and they all thought I was an idiot. They were sick, their whole family was sick, and I used to think that everyone in the world was a bad person, and no one looked down on me, and no one wanted to play with a sick person, until I met you two, especially the blue bird. ”

Ning Shi looked at the two opposite in surprise.

Entering the underground space, for two whole years, he just practiced swords wholeheartedly, and he really didn't care about the feelings and psychological changes of his friends.

It seems that the two of them have a story, and fifteen or sixteen years old is the age when love first blossoms, which is a normal thing.

Chen Yusheng pointed at himself: "If there is blood behind this passage, I will run over and get sick directly, won't it become a drag, now it's just right, I have also contributed." ”

Ye Qingniao's little face was red, his eyes were shining, and he shouted: "Dead fatty, will you be strong? Do you want to be a hero? You want to be beautiful! I don't agree! I will never agree!"

Chen Yusheng listened to Ye Qingniao's scolding, suddenly turned around and slapped the totem.

The passage opened.

He turned his back and did not look, speak, or speak.

He's not handsome, he's not smart, he's not particularly attractive, he's still fat, he's sick, he becomes an idiot at every turn, he can't think of anything.

But this moment.

In the eyes of Ning Shi and Ye Qingniao, Chen Yusheng's back seemed to be tall, countless times taller than the handsome young men in those sects. Because he is willing to give up, because he is willing to use his most precious life to witness the respect of others.

He was Chen Yusheng, a discarded disciple of Shushan.

He is more Shushan than Shushan.

......

What is the most romantic romance?

Chen Yusheng didn't understand, he was just a sixteen-year-old boy, how could he understand this.

But he felt that he was enough for a man today, he felt that it was worth it, he turned his back to Ye Qingniao, and felt that he had never been so great. Although he is short and fat, he is really cool.

The passage opens and disappears, and everything falls into a calm, pure white space, and the color gradually fades. White slowly turned to gray, and then from gray to black, pitch black.

It's black like a nightmare.

Nightmares form nightmares, nightmares dwell in the depths of everyone's heart, and everyone wants to put an iron lock on the nightmares, so that the nightmares will always be locked in the bottom of their hearts, and they will never appear.

People love the sun and worship the light to drive away nightmares.

Chen Yusheng naturally has a nightmare that belongs to him, and he has always locked it firmly in the depths of the dream, but he can't eliminate the nightmare, and even makes this nightmare grow bigger and bigger, more and more terrifying, and his illness is actually caused by this nightmare.

In the dark.

The nightmare reappeared.

Chen's nightmares are formed from fragments of memory.

Chen Yusheng in his memory is still a baby, and the world in his memory is cold and freezing, and the cold wind is howling.

The goose-feathered snow has been falling, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of white snowflakes. When I opened my eyes, it was a miserable whiteness, and when I closed my eyes and opened them again, it was still a miserable whiteness, and everything was covered in ice and snow.

Chen Yusheng in the state of a baby, his hands, face, and body were so cold that he couldn't do it, his eyelids were as heavy as iron, only the front and back of his body had a trace of temperature, and there was a slight call in his ears from time to time, soft and warm: "Ah Sheng, don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep, look at my mother." ”

No matter how warm the call is, it still can't stop the hunger and cold, not for adults, let alone for babies. Then, a warm stream of heat appeared on Xiao Yusheng's lips.

Driven by instinct, Xiao Yusheng stopped the warm current in one bite, and the strength to eat milk hard, and the strength to eat hard, all the time, all the time, all the time, all the time......

The hunger and disgust disappeared, and the strength in his body was restored, and Xiao Yusheng's eyelids gradually opened, and at first glance he saw a cheek that was as gentle as water.

Xiao Yusheng could feel that this person was his mother, his lips were itchy, he reached out and scratched it, and his white fingers were full of bright red.

The warmth of the lips.

It was my mother's blood!

Chen Yusheng in the memory fragments was unconscious, but every time Chen Yusheng, who watched from the perspective of an immortal in a dream, he would vomit all over his body, and constantly blame himself: "I actually drank my mother's blood, I am not as good as a beast, I am not as good as an animal." ”

Xiao Yusheng, who was lying in his mother's arms, no longer trembled, and even giggled.

Laughter.

The picture changes suddenly.

A group of mad dogs smelled blood and came around, and at this time, Xiao Yusheng's mother had just taken out half a steamed bun from her arms. Half a steamed bun, this is her food all day, how can half a steamed bun give birth to milk? This is also the reason why she feeds Xiao Yusheng blood to drink, no milk, can only drink blood!

It was freezing cold, and the mother of the little rest of her life was so slow to react a few beats from the cold, and when the group of mad dogs came up, she had just taken a small bite.

Mad dog approached.

The mother of the little rest of her life, the muscles of her whole body instantly tensed, staring at this group of beasts.

Soon, she had the answer, she was hungry, and the beasts were hungry too. She and her son became food in the eyes of these mad dogs.

The answer was soon revealed, without any hesitation, the woman acted directly, her eyes and body did not move, but with one hand, she carefully hid Xiao Yusheng in the tree hole behind her.

The next moment.

Xiao Yusheng, who was lying on his side in the hollow of the tree, witnessed the darkest and most disgusting picture that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

On one side is a hungry mother, and on the other is a hungry mad dog.