Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Chapter 813 Ruined Temple

Before Jun Yichen finished speaking, the city gate behind him had already been heavily closed.

Yang Susu also frowned because she also smelled an unusual smell in the air.

Qingzhou and Wangyou stood closely behind them, looking at the empty street ahead, alert.

"Let's go."

Jun Yichen held Yang Susu's hand and walked forward.

The weather in Beiyan is different from that in Dongzhou. Once you enter Beiyan, you will feel very hot.

The weather in Beiyan is not cold all year round, and hot weather accounts for a large proportion.

Yang Susu raised her head to shield the blazing sun from the sky, looking at the empty streets that looked like a dead city, and suddenly she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"what--"

Suddenly, a scream came from behind Wangyou.

Yang Susu turned back suddenly.

Wangyou was trembling with fear, and not far away there fell a child who was kicked out by Qingzhou.

"Wangyou, what's wrong with you? You're just a child."

"Miss, he, he..."

Without Wangyou telling her, Yang Susu already knew what Wangyou was afraid of.

Because the child in front had already climbed up with difficulty, revealing his face.

Half of his face was already devoid of flesh, as if it had been cut off by something sharp, revealing the white bones. His eye sockets were sunken, with dark purple edges, his hair was disheveled, and the fear in his eyes made the four people think that the child was not dead.

The child tilted his head, looked at everyone in horror, and asked in a trembling voice: "You, are you here to save us?"

Wangyou also understood at this time that this was a living child who was just seriously injured and not a ghost.

She hurriedly took a few steps forward, wanting to reach out and check on the child.

"Don't go near him."

Yang Susu behind him spoke with a cold face.

"If I'm not mistaken, this child has a strange disease."

The child looked at the group of people in front of him in confusion: "You, aren't you here to save us?"

Yang Susu took a few steps forward and asked, "Kid, where are the people in this city?"

"They are all sick and hiding in the house.

My family ran out of food, so my father cut off half of my face to eat, and he wanted to eat other parts of my body, so I ran away."

The four of them looked heavy-hearted and looked at each other deeply.

"Actually, there's no point in me running away. I'll still die."

He pointed at the four people and said, "You are white and tender. They will definitely eat you. You will die soon."

The four of them took a deep breath and looked around cautiously.

As expected, as soon as the child's voice fell, the streets became lively.

Many people with missing flesh and legs, sunken eye sockets, and purple and black skin came out of the door holding kitchen knives.

Their eyes were filled with death, resentment, greed, and excitement.

They treated the four people as food.

"run!"

Jun Yichen grabbed Yang Susu's waist and flew up.

Wangyou picked up the child and followed closely.

Qingzhou was cut off.

The people below watched the four people fleeing, and all of them let out a series of unpleasant angry noises.

The four of them ran to a ruined temple and stopped.

They looked around cautiously, and after finding that there was no danger here, they sat on the ground to rest for a while, but they did not dare to relax their vigilance at all.

Wangyou put the child down.

"Sister will bandage the wound on your face now. It may hurt a little, but you have to bear with it."

The fear in the child's eyes has faded a lot.

He smiled creepily: "Sister, I'm sick and I can't feel any pain. I'm going to die soon anyway, so don't waste the medicine."

"nonsense."

Wangyou pursed her lips and looked at the half of the child's face that had been cut off, her eyes full of heartache and confusion.

She cleaned the wound on the child's face bit by bit, disinfected it, sprinkled medicine on it, and then wrapped it with a bandage.

The child was very quiet throughout the whole process and did not cry out once.

She really felt no pain.

"Sister, there's no need to go through so much trouble. We are all sick and we will all die. It's fine once we die. Someone will come and take away the bodies."

Wangyou rubbed the child's messy hair.

"Forget your worries!"

Qingzhou walked towards her with a worried look on his face.

"do not come!"

Wangyou took the child's hand and took a few steps back.

"Qingzhou, this kid touched me when he bumped into me, I must have been infected, don't come over here."

Qingzhou paused for a moment, looking at Yang Susu and Jun Yichen in bewilderment.

Jun Yichen held Yang Susu's hand tightly.

"Su'er, is there any solution?"

Yang Susu nodded: "Maybe they have the plague. Let me try."

In another world, plague is a virus.

As long as antibodies to this virus are developed, the plague can be controlled.

Yang Susu took out her medical kit, put on gloves, and began to draw blood from Wangyou, and then from the child.

Jun Yichen and Qingzhou started a fire and prepared food.

After drawing blood from the two, Yang Susu threw the gloves she had taken off into the fire, disinfected her hands with disinfectant, ate some dry food, and drank some freshly cooked porridge.

This was the most embarrassing night for the four of them.

There was a big hole on the roof of the ruined temple that was leaking air.

The black eagle was perched on top, looking around with its round eyes. The king of black eagles was very intelligent, and it was keeping watch for us.

Wangyou and the child had already fallen asleep in the haystack.

Qingzhou sat not far away, holding the sword at his waist, but staring at Wangyou's face.

Yang Susu leaned on Jun Yichen's shoulder and closed her eyes to take a nap, but in fact she had already entered the Three Lives Stone.

She sat in the cabin, studying and observing the blood of the two.

An hour later, she looked at the report in her hand and felt a headache.

A variety of viruses were produced in the child's blood, which were similar to the plague in another world.

But the symptoms are completely different from those of the plague. The most terrifying thing about the child's symptoms is that he can't feel any pain.

The virus has also appeared in Wangyou's blood.

So, forgetfulness has been infected.

Suddenly, a sense of depression weighed on her heart, making her feel a little breathless.

In the middle of the night, it started to drizzle.

There is a big hole on the top of the ruined temple.

They had to sleep in a place where there was no rain.

Even the black eagle hid in the hay, tucked its head in and closed its eyes.

The night in Beiyan City is eerily quiet.

Any sound can be amplified countless times.

There were footsteps outside the ruined temple.

Jun Yichen and Qingzhou both became alert.

Wangyou was in a deep sleep and did not get up.