Prison of Black Wounds

The throbbing viscera became more and more violent, and the crazily commotion of the intestines in the lower abdomen was almost uncontrollable, as if something was about to burst out of the abdomen.

The severe pain came too suddenly, but his weak body couldn't stand it at all. The pain was obviously severe, but because he was too weak, he could only bend his legs weakly, push his chest and abdomen weakly, and opened his mouth helplessly to breathe heavily.

"What, what's going on?"

Naser was almost going crazy. His bloodshot eyes looked angrily at Long Yan and fell back on Ran's body. He was twitching and trembling in pain, and his weak hands slowly attached to his belly button and pressed with all his strength. Fighting against the crazy pain, the wound on his body that had finally stopped bleeding overflowed with blood again, and layers of cold sweat spread all over his body.

Naser was afraid that he would hurt himself, and was about to move his hand on the navel, and was surprised to see the familiar red line slowly extending around the body centered on the navel.

"What... what's going on?" Naser glared at Long Yan, "I'm not hurt!"

Long Yan frowned and explained: "It's none of your business, this is the phenomenon of the spell seal."

Naser looked at him blankly, Long Yan gave medicine to Ran and said: "The true face of the curse seal is actually raising a demon in the body, and this demon survives by sucking human blood and energy, because The master's body is too weak, so now it tries to absorb all the vitality of the master to keep itself alive, and... this is also related to the master's willpower. When a person gives up his obsession with life, he will be taken advantage of by the devil Get in."

"You said he let... what's going on? How did the blood mark disappear? Is it...is it all right?"

Naser looked at the fading red lines, and when he was breathing a sigh of relief, the person in his arms suddenly raised his upper body and spit out a mouthful of blood, then fell limply into Naser's arms, without any further movement.

"How……"

Naser looked at Long Yan with a pale face, and Long Yan put his hand on the man's belly suspiciously, his face turned pale immediately, under Naser's questioning gaze, he pressed around his abdomen a few more times, still He didn't get any response, and then felt his pulse, which was almost untouchable, already on the verge of disappearing.

"What's wrong?" Naser looked at Long Yan's pale face, and an ominous premonition exploded in his head.

After a long time, Long Yan withdrew his hand, looked away, and said slowly: "He... gave up..."

"Nonsense!" Naser glared at Long Yan angrily, "Give up what? Why did you give up? Ah?"

"Nather, calm down, you should be very clear about his physical condition, right? He can live until now because of obsession, and now he..."

"What obsession? What nonsense are you talking about? I only know that you are a medical saint. He can live because of you. Now I want him to live!"

"I can't let a person who gives up his life wish live."

"Then what? Long Yan, tell me, how can I keep him alive? What kind of messy obsession, I'll give it to him, okay?"

"I……"

"Long Yan..."

Long Yan gritted his teeth, he could no longer make promises like gambling to others: "I'm sorry, even if you kill me, there's nothing you can do!"

"……Do not!"

Naser held Ran's face in a panic, and kept dropping deep kisses on his scarred face: "Be good, don't give up, okay? I finally understood my heart, and I will never allow you to After I fell in love with you, you just gave up! Please, please, please..."

Ran, did you hear that?Nasser said he fell in love with you...

His eye sockets became hot at some point, Long Yan didn't like to cry, but now tears were rolling in his eye sockets, he raised his head, tried not to let the tears fall, his hands were no longer busy, he deeply understood that he was desperate How fragile it is to keep this life, no one knows better than him how hard it is to burn it, so when he gives up, there is no room for recovery.

Reluctantly, Naser pulled up his limp body, grabbed his shoulders tightly and forced him to face him, but no matter how Naser shook and shouted, his body was no longer conscious, no matter how great the stimulation and pain were, It was like being hit in the air, unable to arouse the slightest echo. This gradually cold body no longer twitched, convulsed, trembled, or even felt the slightest pain. His eyes were closed, and his head weakly followed Nasser Gan Xin swayed and swayed, his whole body was forced to sit limply by Nasser, only the occasional long rise in his chest indicated that he was still alive, but this tiny reaction would disappear soon.

"You can't leave without listening to anything, I won't allow it, wake me up!! Wake up!!!"

Nasser slapped his ashen face, held it in his hand and kissed it distressedly, but the other party still didn't respond.

"Nather... just give up..."

Long Yan finally patted Naser on the shoulder in disbelief, but was stared at by a pair of eyes full of hatred. They are partners who grew up together since childhood. Although Naser is the son of the patriarch, he is also the future human world Lord, how long ago has he looked at them with such eyes, and has never even put on airs in front of them. Even though Chu Man always cares about the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, Nasser has never spoken to them in an orderly tone. Now But he glared at him with the kind of eyes that only appeared on the battlefield, as if a basin of ice water was poured from his head, making Long Yan shiver fiercely.

Nasser cupped Ran's face and kissed his cold lips fiercely, as if doing so would wake him up.

"I know you can hear it, I know you are lonely, and I know that you really want someone's love, and I give it all to you now, please don't give up, don't give up, but!!"

"Well……"

Miracles often appear in despair. Long Yan couldn't believe his ears. He looked at the person in Naser's arms in disbelief. Although it was only for a moment, he did catch the faint trembling of his eyelashes.

"Nather!"

Naser also turned his head back at the same time, the unprecedented joy made him unable to speak clearly, his throat clucked a few times, and he grabbed his pale and feeble hand and handed it to Long Yan's cherishingly.

Long Yan's joy was no less than that of Naser, and even his fingers trembling for pulse.

"Oh my god...the pulse...recovered, how is this possible?"

Long Yan couldn't believe it and exclaimed, but the joy didn't last long, and the silent curse mark also stirred up with the recovery of the body, and the dark red blood came out from the navel, quickly spreading around, and once again Bring unspeakable pain to the owner.

Naser hugged him tightly in his arms. The panic and joy he lost and regained made him thank God non-stop, and with infinite heartache and remorse, he couldn't even say the word "I'm sorry", and wanted to kill himself Thousands of times.

"N... Se..."

An almost inaudible whisper shook Naser's heartstrings like a heavy hammer. He looked down at the half-opened person in his arms in surprise: "Thank you...thank you for coming back..."

The man was panting with difficulty, his body was still limp, and he didn't have any strength to resist the pain caused by the curse mark, but he persistently opened his lips slightly, and looked at Nasser wearily: "...noisy... ..."

Naser, who didn't expect him to say this, was stunned for a moment: "Don't sleep, sleep and make noise..."

The person in his arms gasped helplessly, his body twitched uncontrollably, and whispered "It hurts..."

Naser quickly glared at Long Yan who was busy again: "Long Yan! Can't you let it stop?" The color of the curse mark gradually darkened, like wounds that cut the skin, making Naser feel flustered, and the pain in his arms When the man closed his eyes again, it made him go crazy with anxiety.

Long Yan's palm was gently pressed against his belly button, and he looked at Nasser helplessly: "This is the first time that the curse mark has occurred like this, and I guess we can only wait for it to subside by itself."

"Think of something..."

Naser deeply knew that the person in his arms could not be harmed any more, but now he could only watch the fruit he had planted. The person in his arms was almost soaked in sweat, and the cold sweat gradually turned pink from him. The skin came out, and Naser felt that the person in his arms was getting hotter and hotter than ordinary people, just like the scene when the curse seal was just cast. The curse master once told him what kind of pain the person who accepted the curse seal would suffer, and that kind of The pain was repeating itself in this man now, and there was nothing Nassar could do.

"Why..." Naser stared blankly at the dark red that was gradually expanding on his clothes. The hot blood almost seeped into Naser's skin, burning his heart, "Long Yan, the wound on his back..."

"Nather, don't..."

Long Yan's sudden panic made Naser narrow his eyes suspiciously: "What's the matter? Get the medicine quickly." Then he raised his shoulders and pulled down his blood-stained single clothes...

20

【You are really not fit to be a king. 】

【Didn't you already know that? 】

Even if Chu Man doesn't want to admit it anymore, he still has to face the reality, but he still has to do it and do it well. 】

Chu Man was not only influenced by his father since he was a child, but also perfectly inherited the loyalty and integrity of that uncle. In Long Yan's words, he is pedantic, stubborn, and inflexible, and will suffer a loss one day.

So Naser, who knew his personality well, never doubted his ability and loyalty, deeply influenced by it, and worked hard to become the leader he expected, but sometimes this expectation was too heavy, and he couldn't breathe.

"Actually, I'm only attracted by the victory and glory of the war, and I'm not suitable to lead mankind. It's really hard for you to put so much effort into it."

Long Yan thought that Naser who saw the birthmark would question him on the spot, and was already mentally prepared to be scolded, beaten, or even chopped off, but Naser's reaction was completely unexpected, he was calm as if nothing happened , just silent for a while facing the gorgeous peony, then suddenly murmured without thinking