Canglan Ji

I didn't know that I was in a coma for a few days after the injury.

There is no light, no food, and most of the time there is no sound in the Rift Valley.Except for the occasional rolling rocks, there is dead silence everywhere, and you never know if danger will fall from the sky in the next second.

The place where he rested was under a protruding rock, less than half a meter above the ground.He couldn't be seen from above, and the monsters coming from the side would not be able to spot him if they weren't particularly short.When he sleeps, he will stick his ears to the mountain wall, and he will wake up immediately if there is any disturbance.

Whenever he was resting, the rock above him was like a coffin board, as if it might be pressed down at any time.He squeezed into a small space and stared wide-eyed, often wondering whether he was open or asleep.

Darkness, silence and cold filled his world, and the living and fighting materials on his body became less and less, and the weapons were scrapped one by one, and the last feathered arrow was shot.

So he pulled out the monster's minions, picked up a rock and rubbed it lightly and slowly, raising his head to look around from time to time while rubbing.

He didn't dare to sharpen the bone knife directly on the rock, as the slight vibration and friction sound might attract monsters lurking in the dark.

The nightmarish darkness and silence tormented his nerves all the time, but he couldn't light the fire, and tried not to make any noise, and moved quickly after each battle, otherwise he might be torn to pieces by the monsters that heard the sound.

He didn't dare to spend the night in a stone cave that could slightly preserve his body temperature. He was afraid of being blocked by monsters inside, so he could only shrink his limbs under the rocks and put his hands to his mouth and nose to absorb some warmth.

He used to wrap his body with clothes to keep warm, but when he was attacked by a crawling crocodile walking close to the ground, his clothes caught his feet, hindering his movement, and he was almost dragged into the abyss by the crawling crocodile.

His clothes were getting ragged, his hair was getting longer and longer, his blood and body temperature were getting lower and lower, only the warmth in his heart remained.

Even more frightening than monsters are the inner demons surging in the endless darkness, entangled his mind and soul, corroded his flesh and blood inch by inch, and desperately pushed him to the edge of madness.

He silently resisted everything here, using all his willpower to maintain the string in his mind until he ate the last piece of dry and tasteless scone in the space.

After four days of starvation, Xiao Ran escaped exhausted from being strangled by an eight-legged python, curled up in a rock crevice for a long time, and took out a piece of meat.

—meat from the first climbing shark he killed.

The flesh and blood of Warcraft here is cold, without any warmth.The food in the magic crystal will not deteriorate, and it still maintains its appearance when it was first put in.Cold blood emanated from the piece of meat, Xiao Ran stared at it for a full minute in the dark, then slowly put it to his lips and bit off a piece.The smelly raw meat entered the mouth, and the throat suddenly constricted, and it spit out in one gulp.

He hadn't eaten for four days, and there was nothing in his stomach. He could only retch in pain, with snot and tears pouring out uncontrollably, and he twitched and shrank into a ball in the crevice of the rock.

After the violent retching, he wiped his face, took a few deep breaths, and put the meat into his mouth again.

Another burst of violent vomiting.

Xiao Ran tightened his facial features, covered his stomach, and put his head on the rock, silently enduring the unstoppable pain.

When he relaxes, he bites down again, and repeats the above process.

His stomach was twisted into a ball, and the extreme pain exhausted all his strength. When his body began to lose strength, he tried his best to swallow the first bite of meat.

The creamy and cold minced meat rolled down from his throat into his stomach, and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

Xiao Ran was silent for a long time, the tension in his mind was finally broken.

He buried his face in his palms, opened his mouth wide, laughed wildly and silently, trembling, and let out a silent roar with all his strength.

After all, he became a member of the monsters in the Great Rift Valley through and through, sank into the ferocious purgatory, accompanied by death, danced with the killing, fighting and biting each other with the monsters in the depths of the jungle, to extend his life.

He was on the verge of collapse in this cold and silent world countless times, but he was afraid of any slightest movement.He opened his mouth many times and wanted to shout out with all his strength to prove that he was still alive, but in the end he could only let out a series of suppressed and silent laughter.

When hungry, eat the flesh and blood of monsters.

When thirsty, he risked his life to fetch water from underground rivers.

When it was cold, he silently tightened his limbs in the rock.

The breath between the mouth and nose seemed to have no temperature, and it could no longer warm his cold fingertips.

The clothes were broken one by one, and they could no longer withstand the biting cold wind.

Darkness is his eyes, silence is his heartbeat, cold is his body temperature, pain, suffering, and torture are all with him day and night, like a shadow.

He finally lost his human form, embraced the deep nightmare with open arms, merged with it, and no longer struggled.

The only thing I still remember is Yu Chuan's eyes and tears before he left.

70. Chapter 70

(seventy)

"Is Chuan'er okay?" Luluka stood worriedly at the door of the melee combat arena.

"What do you think?" Ye Erwen frowned.

"He has been like this for nearly two months," said Faramir, "and it has been like this since he came back."

On the training ground, Yu Chuan was once again stabbed in the stomach by Professor Lila.

Even though he was training with the sword, the knife still caused him to bend his body in pain.Professor Vera raised his foot to patch his stomach, kicked him back four or five meters, hit the wall heavily, and fell to his knees.

"Still fighting?" Professor Vera asked.

Yu Chuan gasped and fought from the ground, supported the wall, and rushed up again!

The two fought several times, and Professor Vera turned around and slashed at his waist. Yu Chuan was staggered a step by the knife, and Professor Vera turned back as he retracted the knife, and the back of the knife hit him hard on the chest. It made him cough up a mouthful of blood.

But Yu Chuan didn't take his injury into consideration at all, raised his arm and raised the knife from bottom to top, and slashed Professor Weila's right waist to left shoulder severely.

The two took a step back from each other and fought together again.

The three onlookers sighed in unison. Yu Chuan has been practicing in this almost masochistic way for the past two months.If the bone is broken and the body is injured, he will apply medicine and take medicine. As long as it does not affect his actions, he will continue to fight.

Professor Vera didn't stay strong every time, and he often suffered internal injuries from beatings, but he never rested.

Luluka's intermediate medical education finally came in handy, almost wrapping him into a rice dumpling every night.

Faramir also moved back to the dormitory temporarily from Xiusamu recently, and stayed with him every day.

Although Ye Erwen didn't talk much, he stayed with him all the time, no matter how late he was.

They knew what happened to Yu Chuan, but they couldn't help, they could only stay by his side for a long time, trying to ease his depression.

Yu Chuan's already thin body became so thin that he lost his appearance. He vomited everything he ate, and he vomited heart-rendingly.The hand holding the knife was so bony that almost only a layer of skin remained.The whole person is silent and gloomy, and rarely speaks.

He has to keep finding things to do for himself and try not to let himself think too much.Once his mind is free, Xiao Ran's screaming and struggling before parting will appear in front of his eyes, and every time he thinks about it, it breaks his heart.Xiao Ran's blood, Xiao Ran's tears, Xiao Ran's love and hate, pain and sorrow, despair and madness, weighed on his heart day and night.

Xiao Ran once said that he missed him, waited for him, and stayed with him, but this time, Xiao Ran said he hated him.

Yu Chuan clearly remembered the tragic hatred in his eyes, which burned a hole in his heart.

The little brat he cherished and loved the most stabbed him hard in the heart, causing him to bleed profusely.

But he couldn't forgive himself.

He crazily improved his combat power, so he didn't want Professor Vera to keep his hands on him. Only in the midst of injury and death could the combat intuition have the greatest effect and maximize his strength.

He stood next to each other with a knife, took medicine one medicine after another, and practiced day and night.

When Professor Vera is around, he will practice with him. When he is not around, he will practice against the dummy, the air, and the enemy in the illusion. It seems that he will never tire and fear no pain.

Li Jin's personnel blocked the four gates of the Yinxing Training Institute, like a fortified wall, just waiting for the day when he threw himself into the trap.

He couldn't be trapped to death here, Xiao Ran was still waiting for him.

Whether it's a year or ten years, he must break through the net and bring Xiao Ran back to his side.He wanted to see Xiao Ran be safe and happy, live his life away from pain, without sorrow or worry.

Five years ago he was willing to risk his life to fight for Xiao Ran, but now he is just starting all over again, he is fearless.

The three friends were worried and helpless.Ye Erwen was a seldom talker, and Yu Chuan was not a talkative one either. Now he was more taciturn than before, and the conversations between the two often ended without a problem after skipping a few words at each other.Luluka could never get to the point, and Faramir had underdeveloped brain cells, so he had no choice but to move Xiu Shamu out.

"Do you want my help?" Xiu Shamu asked him straight to the point.

Yu Chuan was startled, remained silent for a long time, and finally shook his head.

Although Li Jin's actions were completely outside the limits of the imperial regulations, Xiu Shamu must have a way to deal with him.But at this time, if the siege around the refuge is withdrawn, Xiao Ran will definitely rush out.Whenever Li Jin secretly arranges a few masters, or leaves one or two remnants, Xiao Ran's life will be in danger.The nobles of the empire have deep roots, so he dare not gamble.So before he has enough strength, he can only temporarily trap Xiao Ran in the shelter