Vol 4 Chapter 222: Section first 222

Chapter 223 Abyss, obsessed
Two years later.
It’s been two years since Ye Wuchen jumped off the soul of the soul. Tianchen’s legend still circulates Ye Wuchen’s legend, especially Tianlongguo. He and his legends are slowly deified as time goes by. Tianlongguo has gradually become a mythical figure comparable to the sword god. When many old people tell stories to some very small children, they will mention a fabulous teenager, the highest goal they need to climb hard, but they can't really reach.
The flow of time in two years did not change the pattern of Tianchen. The windy country is much more secure than the imagination. Although it often harasses the border of the Tianlong country, it has not had a real big attack. And this will be like a precursor to the storm. No one will think that the Windy Congress will continue this small game, they are waiting for a time and an opportunity.
Ye Wei, who has hated the big wind country, rarely returned home in the past two years. He has always been in the West. He even wants to fight out immediately, or take the initiative to lead the storm into the windy country to kill and enjoy. Unfortunately, his Tianlong country is destined to be only a passive position.
A mysterious area that is unknown.
It is clearly at the bottom of the abyss, it is impossible to have the sun shining, but the strange light is as white - and it has always been so bright, there is no night. The sky is dark and the light is in front of me. This strange light does not know where it comes from.
Not only is there light, but there are also clear rivers, fragrant wildflowers, green meadows, vibrant forests, animals of all sizes, and even people.
An elf-like little girl crouched by the stream, carrying a clear stream of water with a green lotus leaf. Her age seems to be at most ten years old, with white hair, amazing white and delicate skin, which should have been a delicate and fascinating girl, but the two huge criss-cross scars on her face completely destroyed it. People have to sigh the cruelty of the Creator.
The girl took the lotus leaf and stepped on the soft grass and walked toward a young man lying on the ground. The young man lay there silently, his face calm, with a horrifying perfect face, but his face was too pale, it was a sick color of a serious illness.
The girl kneels in front of him, holds the lotus leaf, drinks a full stream of water, then separates the man's pale lips with a small hand, leans down, and puts his tender lips against him, with the gentlest movements, careful The little water in the mouth was crossed into his mouth as if he were a broken glass doll.
"Brother, you will definitely wake up, it will be..."
A drop of tears fell from her eyes, dripping into the clear water in the lotus leaf, splashing a small splash. In the past two years, she has not known how many tears have flowed, as if she will never drain. The girl took another sip of water and gave him a soft drink.
There is no night here, only the day. So she didn't know how long she had been here, only knowing it for a long time... Every second waiting for him to wake up in fear and fear was an unbearable suffering.
After feeding him to drink water, she went to the stream to pick up some water and drink it for herself. After she came back, she put the lotus leaf aside. She was bitten by the lips with a few lips on the man’s face. He whispered, "Brother, I am going to pick the fruit. When I am a little, I will have a little meeting." ""
At this time, she would say goodbye to him. I have repeated it many times in the past two years. She turned back three steps, and then finally ran quickly in a small step, because she ran faster, she could come back earlier.
There are all kinds of wild fruits in the forest in the north that she had not seen before. There are many small animals here, and they are very docile, but she does not dare to kill, and the situation of the young men is completely unable to eat meat, so these wild fruits become all the food they have been living for so long.
The woods are so big that she dare not go too far, because she is afraid of losing it, no one will feed him to drink fruit on time. As for the other side of the woods, she does not know.
The more the fruit is eaten, the more she has to learn to climb the tree when she can’t reach it directly. So her arm, calf, and even her face are scratched by branches, and I don’t know how much it falls from the tree. Times. For a long time, her original white and snowy hands have been ground with thick scorpions. The old wounds will fade and new injuries will appear, but for a long time, she is becoming more and more skilled and hurt. Less and less, the scorpion on the hand is getting thicker and thicker.
After a while, she ran back with a few drinks in her skirt. No matter how much she picks up every day, she doesn't allow herself to leave him for too long. Almost once she had passed the time she could afford, she would start to panic and then began to go back anxiously. The most fearful thing in my heart is that he suddenly disappeared there. The happiest thing is that he suddenly woke up.
He is the reason for the girl to live, otherwise she would rather die. Every minute she looks forward to waking up. No one here will bother them, let this be a world that belongs to only two of them.
The girl came to the stream to clean the fruit, came to the juvenile, and squatted down, gently said in his ear: "Brother, I am useless, only found three very sweet fruits. Next time, I must Will work hard."
She picked up a big blue fruit, then sat down, put the lotus leaf between her legs, bite the fruit into a long mouth, squeeze it with her little hand, and squeeze out the blue juice drop. When she fell on the lotus leaf and squeezed one, she fed him with her own small mouth. The juice was cool and sweet, but she was not willing to swallow herself.
It wasn't until the three big blue fruits were fed to him to eat, and the girl picked up the two hard cyan fruits and ate them. The taste is sour and very awkward.
There was a drop of blue juice on the man's lips. The girl bowed and leaned down. She stretched out her tongue and gently licked it, enjoying the sweetness, and then continued to bite the green fruit.
This white-haired girl is the snow that fell into the soul of the soul with Ye Wuchen.
For two years, she has not changed at all, she has not grown up at all, and she is still a petite and simple girl. Only in the past two years, she has become strong, no matter how much pain, how hungry, how much she will not scream, not a tear, only in front of Ye Wuchen, she can not stop the overflow of tears.
Two years ago, she fell in the wind and fluttered in the wind, without any damage, and Ye Wuchen's body squatted on the ground. The Broken Soul is too high, the speed of the drop, the momentum is too great, his body directly sinks the grass, the body is completely immersed in the cold soil, and the blood quickly redens the surrounding ground. If the ordinary person, his body has been torn apart, there is no survival.
Ningxue’s heartbreaking cry, shouting desperately at the land beside him, pulling his body, but only feeling that his body is slowly getting cold... and getting cold again. She kneels on him, crying hard, crying until she is crying, fainting and crying... She didn’t see it, the spring-like tears wet Ye Wuchen’s pale face, there are many Inadvertently flowing into his mouth...
Ningxue woke up in deep despair. The first thing after waking up was to go and touch his face... From his face, she suddenly felt the temperature. At that time, she caught the last straw in desperation, cried and shouted "Brother", and rubbed the land around him with her hand... I don’t know how long it took, and finally carefully took care of his body. Pull out.
She noticed his weak breath and the same faint heartbeat, holding his neck and crying and laughing, then carefully removing the clothes from Ye Wuchen, feeding him with water from the side of the stream, washing his body, and then cleaning his body. With his own small tongue, he licked every wound that was shaken out of him, because his brother taught her that saliva can speed up the healing of the wound.
So, Ye Wuchen finally did not die. Instead, I kept a weak air machine and fell asleep under the care of the snow. I don’t know when I can wake up, or I will never wake up.
There is no night, no spring, summer, autumn and winter, always the same temperature, the same green grass, no rain, no lightning. This is a world that is completely isolated from the outside world.
The tired condensate snow lies next to Ye Wuchen, curls up and clings to his body, puts one of his arms on himself, closes his eyes, and quickly falls asleep. In her dreams, she can always dream of her brother suddenly waking up.
In the past, Ye Wuchen took care of it and protected the snow. In the past two years, Ningxue took care of him and protected him. In addition to searching for food, she stayed with him almost inseparablely, and prevented him from leaving his sight. Wash him every day, knead him to prevent him from lying too long, and he will always be around him and tell him about their previous stories. She always believed that he would wake up very quickly.
The green grass is secluded. There are only two of them in this world. The light winds make up all the sounds of the world.
At this moment, Ye Wuchen’s right-handed tail finger suddenly moved slightly, and then there was no sound again.
Chapter 223 Wake up
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