Chapter 614: A Rotten Life

In Thousand Flower Ridge, in the river valley.

The stream flowed slowly, and a man sat silently in it, naked.

His body was covered in blood and scorched flesh.

Behind the man, a woman as red as fire knelt, gently wiping his body.

Gradually, Wu Xiao's back revealed skin of different colors.

The tender white skin that had just grown out contrasted sharply with the original skin, indicating that he had been killed until he was covered in wounds and nearly shattered.

Liuhuo's eyes were red, and she scooped up clear stream water again and again.

Under the woman's gentle movements, Wu Xiao, who had been covered in filth, finally looked like a human again.

After an unknown amount of time, Liuhuo carefully wrapped her arms around Wu Xiao, her forehead resting against that thick back.

Tears couldn't stop flowing down.

He had picked up a life.

Two lives.

The imperial-robed young man hadn't killed them all.

As the two sides competing for the divine weapon domain, the imperial-robed young man's decision was unbelievable.

Not to mention, this was the dangerous Holy Lingshan.

There would never be anyone who would leave a huge threat alive.

Liuhuo only realized later that the imperial-robed young man wanted to take Wu Xiao into his command.

She was just a weak God disciple.

Living humbly in the Holy Lingshan world, silently following Wu Xiao, accompanying him to wander the mountains and seas.

Liuhuo couldn't stand at a very high angle to view people and things.

Nor could she understand what kind of powerful existence the mysterious imperial-robed young man was.

She just knew that the imperial-robed young man was very gentle.

He was willing to give her Return-to-Life Carps to save Wu Xiao's life.

And he was willing to say a few words to Wu Xiao, trying to call back that heart seeking death.

Perhaps this time,

Xiao-ge could really find a place to belong.

No need to live in confusion anymore, dying in aimless wandering.

"Finished washing?" Behind her came a gentle voice.

Liuhuo was startled and hurriedly wiped her eye sockets, turning to bow respectfully: "Master."

"Here."

Another word like that.

A large white robe was handed over.

"Drape it over him."

"Yes." Liuhuo took the exquisite robe, which she didn't know where it came from, and turned to drape it over Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao was still sitting in the stream, most of the robe soaked in the water, drifting with the waves.

"Xiao-ge." Liuhuo whispered while fastening the buttons for Wu Xiao, "Master has come to find you."

Wu Xiao's eyes were empty, looking blankly into the distance.

"You go to the wooden house over there," Lu Ran said softly.

"Yes." Liuhuo saw Wu Xiao's dejected appearance and felt her nose ache again.

She didn't dare to disobey, so she had to get out of the stream, looking back three times for every step she took.

The river valley had experienced a battle.

The already dilapidated building complex didn't have many wooden houses left.

Liuhuo easily found the house where the Burning Sect group was resting, and under the signal of the woman in the straw raincoat in the courtyard, she knocked on the door lightly.

"Enter." A cold voice came from inside.

Liuhuo walked into the room with her head down and bowed toward the table and chairs: "Master."

"We thought you were enslaved."

"No, there isn't!" Liuhuo hurriedly explained, looking up at the cold fairy, "Xiao-ge never forced me; it was I who insisted on following him.

He took me in, he..."

As she spoke, Liuhuo stopped, her gaze dimming slightly.

Did Wu Xiao take her in?

He just drove her away twice, then stopped caring, stopped driving her away.

"As long as you weren't bullied." Jiang Ruyi sat in a chair, examining the woman whose expression was dim.

"No, he was very good to me." Liuhuo confirmed again.

Jiang Ruyi stood up and walked to the woman's side, lightly patting Liuhuo's shoulder: "Your friend will explain everything to you; go and sit."

Liuhuo looked astonished.

Friend?

Jiang Ruyi had already left, walking out of the house.

The hall was empty, Liuhuo looked confused, until a dark shadow appeared beside her, and under the wide bamboo hat was a familiar face.

Liuhuo's pupils shrank slightly: "Zhong... Zhong..."

"Long time no see." Second sister Zhong Rou said softly, her palm lightly smoothing Liuhuo's slightly curly long hair.

Is the world small?

Of course not.

The Blazing Blood faction disciples were indeed countless, but the God: Blazing Blood was an Eighth-Rank God after all.

This also led to the fact that Blazing Blood believers with high talent and strong strength were not many in number.

Those qualified to enter Holy Lingshan were even rarer, and they were definitely the elite among the elite in the sect!

The Zhong sisters and Liuhuo all came from the ancient city at the feet of the God.

And they were all members of the God's personal guard team within the inner city.

Jiang Ruyi walked out of the house, giving the Blazing Blood disciples enough private space, not intending to eavesdrop.

She flew up slowly, examining the Thousand Flower Ridge in full bloom.

It was really beautiful.

It could be used to repair the houses here, and occasionally come over to stay for a few days?

Lu Ran seemed to have said...

He wanted to see her dance with a sword in the flower sea?

Jiang Ruyi pursed her lips, looking into the distance, sweeping past the beautiful flower waves that rose and fell, and saw the imperial-robed young man standing by the lake.

She also saw the figure kneeling in the stream.

Just at this moment, a black shadow appeared in the stream, placing the Black Iron Spear, which had been split in two, beside Wu Xiao.

Jiang Ruyi frowned slightly.

Isn't this a bit too cruel?

This bad guy...

Is he using this method to awaken Wu Xiao's fighting spirit?

At the same time, by the stream.

"Let's find a Heaven Star disciple to help repair it," Lu Ran looked at Wu Xiao's back, "Cultivate the spear spirit again, I'll wait for you to challenge me."

Although he said so, what divine weapon domain the Black Iron Spear would comprehend if it could really become a divine weapon again, no one could say for sure.

For example, the Great Nightmare's Night-Slaying Great Blade.

At this moment, Deng Yuxiang and the divine weapon: Night-Slaying Blade's main attack direction was to comprehend "Broken Blade Recasting."

What the two comprehended was no longer the previous divine weapon domain.

Wu Xiao finally moved.

He reached out and gripped the divine weapon spear that had been split in two, looking at the incomparably flat, smooth cross-section, and slowly put the two together.

The Black Iron Annihilation Spear was easily pieced together.

Just like before.

The difference was that it had completely lost its spirit and no longer had a spear spirit.

"I cannot defeat you," Wu Xiao said slowly.

His head hung low, his voice hoarse.

His hands gripped the Black Iron Spear tightly, and the palm gripping the spear tip had already been cut, blood flowing down.

Lu Ran didn't stop him.

Instead, he felt that Wu Xiao's behavior was much better than the numb appearance before.

"I have already said what I want you to do," Lu Ran looked at the man's back, "And you have witnessed my ability."

Wu Xiao remained silent, noncommittal.

"Heh." Lu Ran smiled, "Even after witnessing everything, you still don't intend to believe and follow me?"

Wu Xiao shook his head slowly, lowering his voice: "A rotten life, it's yours if you want it."

Lu Ran: "..."

Wu Xiao slowly lifted his head, looking at the distant mountains: "Originally, I intended to die by your hands."

"But you didn't take it."

Lu Ran: "..."

Wu Xiao slowly lifted his head, looking at the distant mountains: "Since you want to challenge the Gods, I'll go with you."

Lu Ran realized that Wu Xiao hadn't truly "come alive" in a meaningful sense.

No matter

"Speak up, friend." This time, it was Lu Ran's turn to address him like that, "Opportunities like this are rare."

However, Wu Xiao didn't cherish it: "I have nothing to say."

Lu Ran frowned slightly: "What, you don't believe me, you don't intend to come with me?"

Wu Xiao shook his head slowly: "A rotten life, I'll just give it to you."

"Oh?"

"Originally, I intended to die at your hands." Wu Xiao slowly let go of the spear tip and said in a low voice, "But you wouldn't take it."

Lu Ran: "..."

Wu Xiao slowly raised his head, looking far away at the distant mountains: "Since you want to challenge the gods, I'll just follow you."

Lu Ran realized that Wu Xiao hadn't truly "come alive" in any real sense.

No matter how shocking Lu Ran's performance was, Wu Xiao didn't fully believe it.

Or rather, he didn't dare to believe it.

He didn't dare to have any more extravagant hopes.

Hearing Lu Ran's delusional fantasies, Wu Xiao just adopted the attitude that "dying anywhere is still dying" and chose to follow Lu Ran.

Lu Ran was silent for a moment and said softly, "I have a Wu Sheng false god stone sculpture.

I will have you bind with the stone sculpture, and you will merge with it."

The ink jade tiger talisman at Lu Ran's neck acted secretly, making his low voice carry an unquestionable majesty.

"You will inherit everything of the Wu Sheng, replace the Wu Sheng, surpass the Wu Sheng, and seize the god position."

Wu Xiao, who had just raised his head to look at the distant mountains, had already made a decision, as if he had already walked out of it.

However, Lu Ran's words made him lower his head again.

As Lu Ran expected,

in Wu Xiao's world, the words hope and cruelty are synonymous.

Lu Ran looked up at the dark clouds in the sky: "We will eventually fight our way out of the Holy Lingshan and fight our way to the sky.

To cleanse the universe and return to the human world."

"Lu Ran." Wu Xiao's voice was hoarse.

"Hmm?"

"You know, the Holy Lingshan has a kind of magic."

Lu Ran remained silent, listening attentively.

Wu Xiao's blood-stained hand picked up the blood-stained spear tip and put it into the clear stream: "Here,

if you have no desires in your heart, you cannot live.

If you have too many desires in your heart, you cannot live even more."

"Heh." Lu Ran laughed dumbly, stroking his short hair fluttering in the wind with one hand, "That's really well said."

Come to think of it, his hair has always been kept at ear-length, and he never cuts it too short when he trims it.

Should it still be called short hair?

Lu Ran still looked at the sky covered by dark clouds: "So, are you going to follow me from one extreme to another?"

Wu Xiao was silent.

The hand that had previously let go of the spear tip gripped it again.

The torn skin and the cold flowing stream water constantly stung his nerves.

But this time, Lu Ran didn't give him too much time and said, "Since it's a rotten life, just follow me from now on.

You don't want it, I do."

Wu Xiao's palm stiffened, and he was silent for a long time.

Slowly, he turned around and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Lu Ran looked down at Wu Xiao; although he couldn't see his deeply buried face, he could feel his faintly surging emotions.

The result was the same.

But that dead, silent heart seemed to have started beating.

Hmm, that's pretty good.

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