Rebirth IX I still love you

Chapter 138
Dabai hurriedly did so, and went to fill up the water in the bathtub, when he heard Yuchiyuan's deep voice say again: "Go and get the bottle of liquid medicine that the master left for me."

"Master, that bottle of liquid medicine..."

"Go!!!"

Dabai still went to get the last and only bottle of medicinal liquid, put it into the water, and saw that the color of the water turned light green.

When Dabai saw blood oozing from the unconscious Yan Liyue's body, he couldn't help but touch her hand with his paw. The burning temperature immediately made Dabai retract his hand.

"Master, there is a very powerful force in little Ah Yue's body!!!"

Yu Chiyuan didn't have time to talk to Dabai, but carefully put Yan Liyue into the bathtub, holding her head with the other hand to prevent her from slipping into the bathtub.

Time passed by bit by bit, until the water in the bathtub gradually faded away, and Yanli Yue's skin, which was trying to heal, began to bleed again.

"Master, the liquid medicine is not enough!"

Yu Chiyuan didn't speak, but frowned tightly.

After a while, he also entered the bathtub with his long legs, and a faint soft light radiated from his whole body.

Only then did Dabai realize what Yu Chiyuan meant, and exclaimed, "Master, are you trying to consume your own cultivation? But the last time you fought against those people in the Blood Soul Hall..."

"Get out."

At this time, Yan Liyue seemed to be in a sea of ​​flames, and those scorching flames were like red lotus blossoms, trapping her in the middle, unable to break free.

She was numb from the pain and even felt death coming.

"Hongshang, Hongshang..."

It seems to be coming from a distant place, and the sound is getting closer...

"Hongshang, Hongshang..."

It was a female voice, full of sadness and sorrow, as if she was about to shed tears at any moment, and it seemed to be calling her close to her ear.

Who is Hong Chang?

Who am I?

A road gradually appeared among the coquettish red lotus flames, and a vast white light shone in.

"who is it……"

Yan Liyue was like a puppet, staggering towards the end of the road.

The moment I walked out, there was a sense of familiarity.

The vast sky and earth are covered with white snow, and the snowflakes are flying like goose feathers.

She saw a woman in a red dress, kneeling at the gate of the magnificent and sacred temple, and also saw the corpse on the ground, which was a monk in the temple.

Some died of being pierced through the heart, some had their necks cut off, and some were burnt beyond recognition.

They are all dead.

The woman knelt on the snow, the blood under her body stained the pure white snow red.

She put her hands on the ground, lowered her head, and let her tears fall down drop by drop.

There was someone in front of her, dressed in clean white clothes, as if assimilated with the ice and snow on this snow mountain.

Yan Liyue couldn't see his appearance clearly, it seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil, looming, extremely unreal.

His slender fingers are a delicate silver long sword, the tip of which exudes awe-inspiring cold light.

"If I had known about today, I would have left you to fend for yourself in the Po Sa River a hundred years ago, and there would be no such evil fate."

A man's words are colder than the snow on that snow mountain.

The woman in red's tears fell down like broken beads, "Mo Liu, I know what I did was wrong, and I admit it...can you go home with me?"

"Going home? The avenue is my home, and this is my home."

She shook her head, "That's not the case, you obviously..."

"Hongshang, give up..."

She shook her head stubbornly, "Never give up!"

　PS: The title is a continuation of the last cycle of life and death, ultimately a dream 2
　　
　
(End of this chapter)