When she was stunned, the chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer, and more than one person came over. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huixin's steps were not as light as before, and the footsteps on the ground were slightly heavy, and when he came to Shesheng, Huixin stood quietly for a long time before he said in a low voice and with a little sadness: "Senior Brother Shesheng, Senior Brother Li, he ......."

Speaking of this, Huixin couldn't speak, as if a stone was blocked in her throat, and she was choked up and couldn't speak.

"I see. Shesheng turned his back to Huixin, couldn't see what his expression was now, and said lightly.

Huixin lowered her head, her expression gloomy, and her mind was heavy.

As if hearing Huixin's voice, the demon boy who was about to die didn't know what force was supporting him, he suddenly opened his closed eyes, turned his head and saw Huixin's elegant and refined appearance like an ancient scroll, and his face showed a touch of joy.

Like a naïve younger brother who saw his favorite sister, the demon boy smiled purely, barely able to use a trace of mana in his body, swiped his left hand out of thin air, took out a booklet in the carry-on space, raised his hand with difficulty, handed it to Huixin, and pleaded in a delicate and faint voice: "Sister, after I die, please refine me into a blood slave according to the method recorded in this booklet, take me with you, and always accompany my sister, so that I will really die without regrets." ”

At this time, the demon boy was so weak, he couldn't see that he was once a demon lord in the Dao Shu realm, at this time he looked at Huixin with longing, and the hand holding the booklet trembled slightly, as if he was asking an adult for a toy child.

Huixin didn't pick up the booklet, her heart was rarely no longer kind, and her eyes looked coldly at the demon boy lying on the ground.

As if reading something in Huixin's eyes, the Demon Boy's hopeful eyes became dim, and his raised hand hung down weakly, and the thin booklet in his hand fell to the ground, soaked in a pool of blood from his own shedding blood.

In the end, he is still a lonely person, facing all kinds of things in the world alone, and facing death alone.

He doesn't have much desire, he just wants to find someone worthy of affection and dependence to live with, but in the process of chasing the 'Tao', this has become a luxury.

He once thought that he had found it countless times, although those people were not related to him by blood, but at the beginning he always treated him as a family member, he longed for this feeling, and became more and more greedy, so those people got bored, and their attitude towards him suddenly became strange, in order to satisfy his greed, in order to make those people's spoiling of him no longer degenerate, he did not hesitate to refine those who once regarded him as relatives and friends, and later turned their backs on him for many reasons, into blood slaves, so that they could be together forever.

With the loss of a large amount of blood, the demon boy no longer had any strength, and the world he saw with his eyes that was about to close was hazy, and he seemed to see his parents, whom he had never met, walking slowly towards him, with a kind smile on their faces.

The demon boy smiled, as innocent and innocent as a child, as bright as a flower......

The woods in the early morning, silent and beautiful.

Wisps of morning dew swirled between the branches and leaves, and the leaves were like mournful eyes, condensing the tears of dew, looking at the surroundings clearly, and the birds and finches were afraid of disturbing the dreams of the woods, but they chirped softly, singing out the melancholy of the woods.

In the forest, several tents were set up here, in a circle, and in the middle was the remnants of a fire, and I don't know if it was because I didn't get up in the morning, or for some other reason, the atmosphere was a little heavy.

Mo Xiaoxie woke up from the darkness, the first feeling was that his head was a little chaotic, and there was no pain in his body, I don't know how long he had been asleep, he opened his eyes slightly, and the moment the bright light was put into his eyes, he was actually stabbed by this light and felt a slight pain.

Mo Xiaoxie tried to get up, but just halfway up, he felt a sharp pain in his back, causing him to gasp and fall on the mattress again.

Looking at the bandages tightly wrapped around his arms and waist, Mo Xiaoye smiled bitterly, looked at the cone-shaped roof of the tent, breathed the fresh air of nature, and couldn't help but sigh, it's good to be alive.

As soon as there was movement in Mo Xiaoxie's tent, a call came from outside after a while: "Mo Xiaoxie, are you awake, we are in." ”

It was a woman who spoke, gentle and graceful, with some elegance, and it sounded a little concerned, Mo Xiaoxie was very familiar with this voice, it was his sister Huixin.

"Enter ......" Mo Xiaoxie said with excitement in his heart and trembling.

But before he spit out a word, the curtain was lifted, and a graceful woman in yellow leaned in, followed by a white robe, handsome and extraordinary, Yun Shangfei.

"How is your injury, is there anything wrong?" Hui Xin walked to Mo Xiaoxie's mattress in a few steps, sat down, and asked softly.

Mo Xiaoxie gritted his teeth, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said softly: "Sister, don't worry, except for some flesh injuries that have not healed, the rest of the places are basically fine." ”

"But I see that you have a serious injury on your back, or if you turn over and I'll check it on you." Seeing Mo Xiaoxie's relaxed expression, Huixin should be fine, but he still said with some unease.

Mo Xiaoye hurriedly shook his head, pushed with his unbandaged right hand, and said busily: "Sister, I'm really fine, I don't need to check or anything." ”

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxie refused very firmly, Huixin had no choice but to give up, sighed and didn't say anything.

Yun Shangfei, who was following behind, muttered in a low voice: "Of course you're fine, I have treasured it for many years before I saved three 'Dragon and Tiger Pills', and fed one to you, it is said that as long as there is still one breath left, after eating it, the best elixir that can immediately become a dragon and tiger after digesting the medicinal effect, if it weren't for the fear of your life, I would be reluctant to take it out for you to eat." ”

Mo Xiaoxie staggered his sister's body, and saw Yun Shangfei, who was standing behind him, chattering like a mosquito, and didn't know what he was talking about, he frowned and asked, "Yun Shangfei, what are you muttering in the back?"

Yun Shangfei glanced at Mo Xiaoxie and didn't speak, making Mo Xiaoxie, who didn't know why, feel a little inexplicable.

"Why are you here?" Brother Zhao, what about them?" Mo Xiaoye looked behind him again, but he didn't see anyone else, so he asked suspiciously.

As soon as these words came out, the air in the tent instantly became depressed, and Huixin looked sad and said in a slightly flustered voice: "They...... They probably haven't gotten up yet, you lie here alone, rest well, and I'll get you something to eat and come back to see you." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the curtain of the tent, his pace a little hurried, as if he was hiding and avoiding something.

Mo Xiaoxie had a bad premonition in his heart, a trace of gloom flashed in his mind, and he shouted, "Wait!"

Hui Xin and Yun Shangfei stopped stepping out of the tent when they heard the sound.

"Come and give me a hand, I'm going to go out and have a look. Mo Xiaoxie's eyes were sharp and his tone was resolute.

The cold air was heavier in the early morning, Mo Xiaoxie's injuries were not yet healed, and his clothes were also fragmented in the previous battle, and they were not in shape.

So now he is wearing a costume similar to a monk's robe, it is said that there are a lot of extra clothes in the space where he sacrifices his life, because Mo Xiaoxie has no clothes to change, so he picks a new one for him. On the outside, he put on a mink coat that Huixin changed from winter to spring, which looked a little nondescript.

Yun Shangfei supported Mo Xiaoye on the side, walking in the camp, Huixin accompanied by him, his face worried.

Since they had set up tents outside many times when they were on their way to the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, Mo Xiaoxie knew which tent belonged to whom.

He first walked into Zhao Ting's tent, saw Zhao Ting sitting on the ground, put his heart down, turned his head and said to Yun Shangfei and Huixin with a smile: "You guys are really scared to death, as soon as I asked Brother Zhao about them, your faces changed one by one, I thought something was wrong." ”

Zhao Ting raised his head, looked at Mo Xiaoxie, who was struggling to get into his tent, and stopped talking, and when Mo Xiaoxie turned his head, he changed to another expression, and smiled stiffly: "Xiaoxie, you're awake, it's great to see that you're okay." ”

Mo Xiaoye nodded and thanked him, but with his keen intuition, he still noticed the unnaturalness on Zhao Ting's face, and asked confusedly, "Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, nothing. Zhao Ting waved his hand and said hurriedly.

"Yes, nothing happens, you better go back and rest and heal your injuries first. Huixin and Yun Shangfei persuaded each other.

The suspicion in Mo Xiaoxie's heart was deeper, and he always felt that something was missing.

That's right. Mo Xiaoxie had a flash of inspiration in his mind, seeing that it was already dark outside, cultivators didn't need much sleep, and they should be able to hear Huang Zhen's chattering at this time, but now the camp was too quiet.

"What about Brother Huang?" Mo Xiaoxie asked casually, and in an instant, the expressions of the people in the entire tent froze, and they were silent.

Mo Xiaoxie's expression changed, he shook off Yun Shangfei's support, and there was a slight cold sweat on the top of his head because of the pain, and he limped when he walked, walking towards Huang Zhen's tent, the closer he got closer, the worse the bad omen in Mo Xiaoxie's heart intensified.

Lifting the door curtain hard, Mo Xiaoxie looked at Huang Zhen, who was already thin, in astonishment, and obviously lost a full circle, his hair was messy, and the heavy dark circles around his eyes were a little scary, unkempt, his beard was slightly longer, and he had a depressed expression.

The Hui Xin people who came out behind Mo Xiaoxie were silent when they saw Mo Xiaoxie standing at the door and did not go in.

"Brother Huang?" Mo Xiaoxie called cautiously, his voice was suspicious and a little confused.

Huang Zhen slowly raised his head, his expression was blank, his eyes were no longer as smart as before, he looked at Mo Xiaoxie gloomily, and said hoarsely: "You are here." ”

Then he lowered his forehead again, and it seemed that he was not in a good mood.

Is this still the same big brother Huang who has a broken mouth and wants to talk when he has nothing to say? Mo Xiaoxie's eyes widened, stared at Huang Zhen in surprise, and asked, "Brother Huang, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Zhen was silent for a long time, then his shoulders twitched, and he sobbed and said bitterly: "It's me, it's all my fault, Senior Brother Li was killed by that guy to save me, woo woo-"

After speaking, Huang Zhen fell on the ground and cried loudly, unable to cry.

Mo Xiaoxiao was stunned, feeling that the heavens and the earth were spinning at this moment, and darkness had become the main tone in his field of vision.

All you can hear is someone else calling their names.