Prison of Black Wounds

He could quicken his pace, but suddenly shrank when he touched the burning fingertips, and stared at his pale face that had almost become transparent in disbelief.

It was so cold, his hands were as cold as ice and snow.

He reflexively rubbed him into his arms, but the cold spread into his body through the cloak, and he shivered uncontrollably due to the cold.

"Nather, just let me go."

"No...not cold..."

Ran's voice seemed a little weak, and it hurt Nasher deeply: "Nather, listen to me..."

"No, let's go home, and I'll listen to you when I get home."

Naser tried to hug his lover, but Ran raised his hand to stop him. The eyes and eyebrows of the person in front of him were covered with a layer of frost at some point, and the whole person was as pale and transparent as snow.

A bad premonition spread in his heart. In fact, he should have known long ago that his fuel had already run out, and he was abused by the princess in every possible way. How could he appear in front of him unscathed in a few days, but he didn't want to face it squarely. This problem is deliberately ignored, but it still cannot hide from reality.

Nasser suddenly felt a wave of helplessness overwhelmed him. He smiled lightly, but it was uglier than crying: "Ran, shall we go home?"

Ran slowly took off his cloak, opened the thin clothes, and an ice blue chain suddenly appeared on his flat belly, pierced his body from the navel, and came out from behind, as if grabbing his soul.

Naser's eye sockets were instantly hot, and his fingertips carefully touched the beautiful but terrifying ice chain, and a biting chill immediately penetrated his whole body.

"This is Bingquan's confinement, it gave me an hour, the condition is to give my vitality...cough...to..."

"No, I won't listen, let's go home!"

Naser pulled up the cloak, picked up the man, and strode down the mountain: "Isn't it an hour? It's still too late, isn't it? Long Yan and the others must be rushing here, we can definitely..."

"Nather, I will be by your side, waiting for the next life..."

"There is no afterlife, I only want this life."

"Nah...uh...it hurts..."

The pain that had been suppressed for too long exploded from the navel and ran through the whole body in an instant. Ran's body was tightly huddled in Nasser's arms and suddenly froze, as if someone was punching his stomach, and there was a burst of pain in his lower abdomen. There was a burst of severe pain, and his internal organs screamed and stirred in the freezing cold. The cold and indescribable pain made him speechless for a while, only a few broken words and blood spilled from his lips.

It's not that Naser doesn't know how painful the person in his arms is, but he can't stop at this moment, as long as he goes home quickly, there are Longyan and the curse master there, they must have a way, he doesn't even look back at the red eyes along the way blood.

Ran laboriously half-opened his eyes and looked at Naser's firm face speechlessly. He really wanted to spend time with this person, but what a pity...

"Ahh..." The spit out □□ was burned into the abdomen with only half a sound, and the hand involuntarily pressed into the abdomen, but it couldn't stop the pain, and the abdomen became heavier and heavier, as if something was pushing the ice from behind The chain was pulled out, and the pain increased bit by bit, constantly consuming physical strength.

Nassar's footsteps finally stopped.

Ran had already lost all his energy, with only a trace of nostalgia, he tried hard to half-open his eyes, endured the severe pain in his abdomen, and looked at him greedily.

"Nah...cough..." What's wrong with you?Why stop?

The following words dissipated in the cold wind with his raised hand, Nasser tightly held his limp hand, pressed it to his cheek, and looked deeply at Ran: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired. "

Naser didn't realize that his voice was trembling, because his whole body was trembling. He hugged Ran tightly, but his gaze fell behind him. It was the road they had just walked, a road piled up with snow and blood. , the ice chain extended to the peak like a living thing, and soon the head could not be seen. The blood stained the ice-silver chain into ice red. Naser could even see the flow of blood, and something was sucking at the other end of the chain. with his life.

"No..." Nasser murmured and opened the cloak, only to see that the half of the chain protruding from the navel also showed a faint pink color, while Ran Pale's hand sank deeply into the lower abdomen below the navel, and his fingertips trembled violently.

By the way, as long as it is pulled out, it will no longer be able to absorb burning life.

Naser thought so, holding the chain on his back as if possessed by a demon, the biting cold penetrated from the palm of his hand, and his heart ached, he gritted his teeth and yanked back with all his strength. The person inside suddenly straightened up in pain, his mouth was wide open but he couldn't even make a sound. The blood gushed out from the navel and was quickly absorbed by the ice chain before falling to the ground. The chain has not been shortened by half a point.

Doomed not to get rid of.

"Ha ha……"

Naser knelt on the ground helplessly, with a smile that was uglier than crying on his face, he watched in a daze as Ran Chong fell back into his arms and twitched violently, the hand that was pressing across his abdomen fell limply without any strength. Beside him, half-opened eyes were gray, but he looked at Nasser stubbornly.

"Do not……"

He had never cried in such embarrassment, and no matter what his identity was, he was just a mortal at this moment.

"Nather... sorry..."

His pale lips were slightly parted, obviously unable to make any sound, but Naser seemed to hear the burning voice, he hugged her tightly into his arms, and roared, "I'm sorry, I just survived!!"

The lips stained with frost moved: "Isn't it... um..."

What he spit out was full of ice scum. No matter how unwilling Naser was to admit it, he had to face the result.

It's just that this result is too heavy, so heavy that he can no longer bear it.

"Ran, I won't let you go alone, let's go to the next life together." He suddenly pulled out the dagger at his waist as if he had found hope, and looked down at his lover tenderly, "OK?"

Ran blinked at him with difficulty, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Naser dotingly lowered his head and tapped his cold lips, as if his heart was caressed by his lover, it didn't hurt so much, there was a feeling of finally being relieved, pushing it slowly and deeply, the blood flowed out, it was warm He flowed out of the body quickly with vitality, and his soul was finally liberated to follow his lover and never let go.

33

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that the world without you.

It was pitch black all around.

I can't even hear breathing and heartbeat, and even the most basic sense of touch is gone. I can clearly feel the existence of my brothers and feet, but I don't have the slightest sense of reality. Floating around.

burning...

Where are you?

Didn't we agree to go to the afterlife together?

The inexplicable sense of loss hit the fragile soul, and it sank deeper and deeper into the darkness in despair, shouting at the throat, but no sound could be heard, as if the lonely soul abandoned in the abyss of hell was helpless.

Don't even know if I'm still alive.

【Burn——! 】

--hey-hey……

【Who? 】

Frivolous laughter came from the darkness, and the childish voice easily pulled out the memory buried deep in the soul, but he knew clearly that this voice must not be the person in the memory.

——Hehehe, how ridiculous, can't you even hear my voice?I am your flame...

A strange cloud of gray appeared in the darkness, and gradually a few strands of hair-like white and gray intertwined together, and the gray and white merged with the black to slowly form a slender and familiar figure, followed by a pair of black and white distinct eyes, quite Straight nose, pretty cherry red lips, long black hair blending into the darkness, the whole person looks coquettish and unreal.

【You are not burning, who are you? 】

Nasser narrowed his eyes, the young man in front of him was covered with a cold chill, his bright black pupils were overflowing with a strong evil spirit, although he had a face that was exactly the same as that of Ran ten years ago, it had a completely different face. Burning evil temperament, floating and arrogant eyes, slightly raised eyebrows and slightly raised chin, all show the arrogance and ego of its owner.

[Are you the gatekeeper of hell? 】

--hell?hum~

The words were full of disdain, and a sarcastic smile appeared on Xiuli's face.

——Don't confuse me with those lowly me ants.

Nasser pouted and sneered: [Then who are you? 】

Could it be that this is the critical point of going to heaven?

——Cang Wang Naser, you will always be so self-righteous, if that guy hadn't won my heart, I wouldn't bother to save you.

Nathan looked at the man in bewilderment, and quickly grasped the point: 【Can you save us?I am not dead, Ran Ye is still alive? 】

—Hmph, of course he is living well, only you are so stupid to be trapped in this illusory realm, just as stupid as a thousand years ago, and you will never see your own heart clearly until the end.

Nassar raised his brows, and looked over suspiciously: 【I don't understand what you're talking about. 】

——It’s fine if you don’t understand, you only have three chances with him, if you miss it again in this life, his soul will be wiped out, and he will never be reborn, but fortunately you woke up at the last moment, seeing that you are so sincere in dedicating your life to this deity For the sake of this, I will give you another chance, but punishment is still necessary. As long as you can walk out of this darkness alone, you can hold hands with him until you grow old together, so you can take care of yourself.

The voice dissipated into the darkness with his gradually disappearing figure like misty light smoke, and Nasser was once again left alone in the darkness, but unlike before, he could definitely feel his own existence, and even Hearing the heartbeat and breathing, and feeling the touch from the body when shaking hands, this is a symbol of being alive. There was a faint sound like mosquitoes in his ears. He pricked up his ears to find the sound, until the sound became clear up.

The slightly hoarse voice, filled with infinite worry, is Ran, it must be him.

There was a coolness in the palm, it was the temperature that was held tightly in the palm of the dream, but it was a little more warm than the impression.