Chapter 874, blood smeared all over the ranks

One step, one step

The blood is no longer dripping little by little, and a long blood line is pulled out on the gray stone steps, and the higher it goes, the wider and thicker the blood line becomes, until it reaches the foot of Yu'er, like a blood-colored rose that blooms to the extreme.

It was already fifty-seven steps, and Yu'er already had fifty-seven wounds on her body, although each wound was not fatal. But don't dodge, don't defend. The kind of injury is no different from Ling Chi's torture. She was now out of strength, her feet trembled, and the low steps seemed to be an insurmountable mountain barrier, and it was difficult for her feet to reach that height. She moved closer to the steps, knelt heavily on the upper step, and moved a few more forwards to her feet. This is also a step forward.

However, as soon as she got up, an illusory figure fell from the sky, the blade of the sword was like thunder, and the sword pierced the small bone of her right arm. Yu'er screamed, her body fell backwards suddenly, and she fell straight down the steps, slammed down, and rolled down to a height of more than thirty steps again.

All the disciples present were thrilled to watch, and some female disciples couldn't bear to look at it, so they turned to look sideways. Some female disciples hid their lips and wept and persuaded each other. Dugu Yuling couldn't bear it in her heart, looked at Su Haitang, and said astringently: "Master"

Su Haitang nodded, and Dugu Yuling hurried to Yu'er's side and recruited a few disciples to help her up. She had just held her up, when Yu'er stretched out her left hand and pushed her weakly. Minimal strength, like a baby. Dugu Yuling said with tears: "Don't go up again, you can't go up." If Senior Brother Han knew that you were like this, how sad he would be. ”

Yu'er shook her head slightly, struggled to break free of her support, and fell down the stone steps with a thud, she turned over, supported her body with her left hand and slowly knelt straight, and climbed up and down the steps again.

Dugu Yuling stopped her and said, "Enough, you will die." ”

Linghu Yu'er pushed her, but Dugu Yuling couldn't bear her to continue to suffer, so she wanted to forcibly pull her down. Su Haitang stopped him loudly: "Yuling, come back." ”

"Master!"

"That's her choice, and you have no right to interfere. Come back!"

Dugu Yuling no longer had the same frosty face as at the beginning, tears slipped down her eyes, and she slowly got up and retreated to her original place. Yu'er bit her lip in pain, but her eyes were filled with infinite joy. At this time, the right arm could no longer exert force, so it could only be dragged to the ground cumbersomely. Relying on the weak strength of his left arm, he moved forward little by little.

Fortunately, there was no illusion on the part of the staircase that she had fallen down before, and half an hour later, she miraculously climbed back to the place where she had fallen before. Yu'er's lips were already snow-white at this time, and her body was weak due to excessive blood loss, and it was already extremely difficult to take one more step. She looked up at the remaining forty-five steps, and a sense of despair arose in her heart.

She gasped for a few breaths, suddenly felt her stomach churn, and suddenly coughed, and red blood spat out of her mouth. Although she climbed very slowly, it had almost exhausted the strength of her whole body, and every strand of her hair was covered with beads of sweat, mixed with blood spilled, and faded into small mottled marks on the red ground.

Climbing up one more level, the phantom struck like lightning, and Yu'er's left leg was suddenly cut out of a deep bloody hole, her body was unstable, and she fell on the stone steps again. This time, it was difficult to even kneel up straight. She struggled and found that almost all of her strength had been drained. She looked up at the sky, only to see the white clouds in the sky, scattered at will, after the new rain, the whole sky was as if washed, blue and transparent.

Looking at it, the clouds in the sky seemed to be gathered in one place, slowly converging into a hand, which was stretching down from the sky, Yu'er saw this, her fingers moved slightly, and she also raised her hand with difficulty. Yu'er's eyes flashed a little crystalline, and she said, "Xianggong, is it you? With a faint smile as she watched the huge cloud hand touch her fingertips, Yu'er seemed to feel a powerful force evoke from the bottom of her heart. She said in her heart, "You wait for me for a while, and I'll go to you." ”

The cloud hand seemed to understand her words, and it dissipated again in an instant.

Yu'er's eyes were blurred, as if the things in front of her were suddenly blurred, and she shook her head, as if she had a dream. When I looked up, I saw white clouds floating, and there was no trace of aggregation.

It turns out that Fang Cai is nothing more than his own illusion.

After a while, she also regained a little strength, but it was still extremely difficult to climb the steps on her knees. Each step was about two feet wide, and Yu'er turned over just enough to reach the bottom of the step, so she climbed the edge of the step with one hand, and used her right shoulder to support her body and roll up the next step. Although there will be a phantom and another wound on the body, it will roll and climb up like this, at least it will not fall down again.

The blood on the 100 steps had already flowed to the first level, staining the large patches of tender grass between the cracks in the stones. Yu'er was still squirming relentlessly, and her movements were getting more and more difficult. The more than seventy disciples below had already cried silently, and even Su Haitang's eyes flashed with hesitation. She looked at Yu'er, who would rather die than give up, slowly looked at the sky, and muttered in a low voice: "Senior brother, have you seen that there is someone in this world who is more infatuated than you, am I too selfish? She likes Han Lun, and I just want to fulfill her and fulfill her last few wishes. It's just a little repayment from a mother to her daughter. But," she looked at Yu'er, couldn't help lowering the corners of her eyes, and asked, "Senior brother, am I wrong? Like Yutang, she is just a child." ”

As she muttered to herself, the sun had gradually sunk in the west, and before she knew it, Yu'er had climbed this step for nearly three hours. The light of the remnant sun sprinkled all over the steps of the righteous path, and Yu'er was already a bloody person, and at this time she fell in a pool of blood, as if she was melting in this blood-red sunset.

To this day, there is the final step of the ladder. She was completely out of strength, and all her limbs had been cut and she couldn't support them. Because of the excessive blood loss, she was already hallucinating. I always felt that Han Lun was waiting for her with open arms not far away, smiling, and a smile seemed to be able to warm the whole world.

Driven by this illusion, Yu'er also gained strength again and again, constantly squeezing the potential in her body. At this time, Han Lun seemed to slowly come over again, and Yu'er raised her hand with all her might, wanting to reach over and grab Han Lun, but the short distance of only one foot could not reach it anyway. Yu'er's heart was in a hurry, and suddenly a mouthful of blood gushed up her throat, and her left hand was softly placed on the last step, and she finally passed out completely.

In a trance, Yu'er only heard what seemed to be hurried footsteps, and she seemed to be being lifted up. It's like floating in the clouds. But I don't know if I'm going up or down. Heavy fog, hazy. Yu'er pushed away the thick fog like a white veil, but she still couldn't see the road.

Her sense of orientation had always been strong, but at the moment there was nothing else around her except the white mist, let alone direction. She couldn't help but feel strange, and walked in this white world. Suddenly, a voice floated ethereally.

"Yu'er, wake up quickly, you can't sleep anymore. Yu'er"

Yu'er was surprised when she heard this, she trotted a few steps, looked left and right, looked, and shouted, "Xianggong, where are you?"

"Wake up, don't sleep again"

"Xianggong!!, you come out to see me!" The voice seemed to be Han Lun's, but it couldn't be heard from somewhere. It seemed to be on the right, so she ran desperately to the right, and felt that she was in front, and she continued to run forward one after another. But the voice kept ringing in her ears.

Yu'er kept running back and forth, and the white mist around her seemed to be stirred by her, flowing very quickly, and the white in the space became more and more dazzling, and then almost completely drowned everything. Yu'er covered her eyes with her sleeve to avoid the dazzling light.

The incandescent light slowly dissipated, she slowly opened her eyes, and she seemed to see the rafters of the house, on which were painted with some delicate flowers, she turned her head to look around, and saw that she was sleeping on an embroidered bed, covered with a light blue mandarin duck brocade quilt. This seems to be a woman's boudoir, elegant and dignified, but unconventional. There are a few white jade begonias inserted in bottles at the door. There are also small objects made of these mechanisms in this room. It is very delicate, and there is a delicate dressing table at the window sill, and the things on it are very plain. The bronze mirror on it was facing her, and she was so emaciated that she could barely recognize herself.

Yu'er got up softly, only to feel pain all over her body. But this pain suddenly reminded her of the Hundred Ninja Sword Formation she had broken through before, and that sword formation seemed to be so far behind. I was shocked in my heart, and my body turned over suddenly, but I didn't realize that I had no strength in my body, and this turn couldn't stabilize my center of gravity at all, so I fell off the bed heavily.

Yu'er snorted, only to feel a burst of pain on her body, and when she lowered her head, she saw that the white liner on her body was slowly blurred with a layer of blood. She propped herself up and slowly crawled towards the door.

After moving a few steps with difficulty, I saw the door creak open, and a pair of snow-white embroidered shoes stepped into the threshold.

"Ah!!" heard a woman exclaim, the woman quickly put down the things in her hand, leaned down to help her up, Yu'er turned her head sideways, only to find that the woman was Yutang.

Yutang was shocked: "Girl, why did you fall." Lie back quickly. She struggled to help Yu'er back to the bed, her head already covered with a layer of slight beads of sweat.

"Sister Yutang, where is this?"

Yutang wiped his sweat with his sleeve and said hurriedly: "This is my room, you have been asleep for five days." Your injuries are not healed, how can you move?"

Yu'er shook her head and said eagerly: "I want to see Master Su, hurry, I want to see"

"Okay, don't move, I'll go and ask Master to come over. With that, she turned and pulled the door open, ready to go out. Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Su Haitang was already outside the door. Yutang took two steps back and hurriedly saluted. Su Haitang nodded. When Yu'er saw her enter the door, she suddenly became excited, her body trembled, and said, "Senior Su, don't you want to drive me down the mountain, I still have one level, you give me a chance, let me go again." Please!"

Su Haitang shook his head, causing the tears in Hu Yuer's eyes to roll immediately, and when she was about to say anything, she only heard Su Haitang say softly: "You are the first person in history to survive through the Hundred Ninja Sword Formation, child, you have suffered." ”

When Yu'er heard this, her heart immediately turned from sadness to joy, and a hanging heart finally fell to the ground, her mood relaxed slightly, only to feel a tearing pain from the wound on her body, and she fainted again in a trance.