Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

Looking at the boy's outstretched hand, Shuang Jiangnian held it tightly without hesitation this time.

It was only after holding it that I realized how weak the boy's hand was at this moment.

Yan Hualan looked at him, showing a smile that got what he wanted, then staggered and lost consciousness, and fell head down.

Shuang Jiangnian opened her arms and caught him.

Hot blood permeated his robe, and slippery internal organs flowed out, followed by a swimming fish.

[warn!The bound object is dying.warn……]

Bright red warnings kept popping up in my mind.

Shuang Jiangnian looked at the blood-stained fish in his hand, a little dazed.

The fish should have been in the dantian, but now that it dripped out, it meant that Yan Hualan's dantian was broken.

The dantian is damaged, and Da Luo Jinxian is hard to save.

Shuang Jiangnian's heart hurt like a pinprick. He suppressed his cough, stuffed the leaking internal organs back into the boy's abdomen, and nourished the damaged dantian with aura.

But the vitality of the young man is still passing away rapidly.

[warn!The environment has changed drastically, please leave the host quickly.The enchantment disappears, the system starts to operate normally, and the emergency teleportation array is opening...]

Only then did Shuang Jiangnian turn her attention to the outside world.

After the death of the black dragon, the secret realm began to disappear, the sky shattered, the island sank, and the ocean capsized.

The foundation stone that carries the seawater is rapidly shrinking, and the seawater that cannot hold it pours down like a waterfall, falling into the abyss of [-] meters.

A foundation-building monk like Shuang Jiangnian would surely die if he fell.

"How long will the teleportation array be available?"

[Ten seconds. ]

"Just enough." Shuang Jiangnian looked at the cliff waterfall not far away.

The system couldn't bear it: [But ten seconds is only enough to teleport one person. ]

Shuang Jiangnian's pupils shrank.

[Because the binding object is not the male protagonist, the system will give priority to protecting the safety of the host. ]

It is only enough to teleport one person, that is to say, he must leave Yan Hualan behind.

[With Yan Hualan's serious injury, there is no way to recover from it.Host, we may have to prepare for the worst. ]

"But let him fall, and he will surely die."

[In this extreme case, if the binding object dies, there will be no punishment from heaven. ]

"It has nothing to do with punishment. I will not give up on him." Shuang Jiangnian gritted her teeth, "How long will it take to prepare the teleportation formation for two people?"

[30 seconds.But……]

Shuang Jiangnian hugged the boy tightly.

The boy was seriously injured because of him, and his life was in danger.

He doesn't like to owe people.

The end of the sea is just around the corner.

At a certain moment, the world spun, and they were engulfed in the rushing water and fell vertically.

The feeling of weightlessness swept over, unable to reach the sky, unable to descend to the ground, and human life was in jeopardy between life and death.

[Single transmission has been loaded and can be transmitted at any time! ]

"Wait!" Shuang Jiangnian sternly said, "No transmission without my permission!"

[Yes! ]

Shuang Jiangnian's eyes were wide open, and in the field of vision of splashing water, there were faintly protruding sharp reefs ahead.

He dragged a person, barely controlled the direction of the fall, and avoided hitting these reefs.

In the field of vision that was quickly skipped, many monsters and people crashed into rocks and their stomachs were pierced.

Shuang Jiangnian's heartbeat accelerated to the fastest.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that there were dense reefs in front of him, and he couldn't escape at all!

[Five seconds left!Host, let's go, please...! ] The system burst into tears.

Shuang Jiangnian did not respond.

In his pupils, the nearest sharp reef was reflected.

As long as you hit your back here, the subsequent damage can be minimized, and there is a 40.00% probability that you will not be paralyzed.

As long as they remain mobile, they can survive.

However, at the moment when Shuang Jiangnian was about to face the severe pain, his limp body in his arms suddenly tightened—Yan Hualan bent his arms and faced the rock instead of his back!

Once, twice... dozens of times.

If the arm is broken, Yan Hualan will replace it with another one, and if it doesn't work, he will use his own back and his own head.

Shuang Jiangnian was imprisoned in his arms, completely unable to stop this suicidal behavior.

He was guarded very tightly, and he was not allowed to suffer the slightest harm.

Finally, the five seconds are over.

[The two-person teleportation array is on! ]

[Confirmation of transmission location: Guguan Mountain. ]

In an instant, they fell into the snow mountain.

Guguan Mountain was snowed in both winter and summer, and was frozen three feet. The sea water attached to them began to freeze almost instantly.

Shuang Jiangnian didn't care about these things, he quickly put Yan Hualan flat and covered the holes in his dantian.

...but there are too many wounds.

The juvenile's limbs were so twisted that the original shape could not be seen, bone fragments protruded, and the muscles were smashed.

The torso is also like a rag bag, and there is no place where it is not bleeding.

Shuang Jiangnian fed him six or seven pills one after another, and the nine thorns were used to the limit, but they couldn't plug so many gaps.

Yan Hualan was a little conscious, coughing up blood and froth non-stop, not sure if he was moaning in pain or trying to say something.

Only when Shuang Jiangnian approached his mouth could he faintly make out a few words.

"...Don't worry, I'll be able to... live..."

Can live?

You are going to die soon.

Sadness struck, Shuang Jiangnian lay beside him, panting in pain.

"Wangqing" was punishing him, and his heart seemed to burst at any moment.

He opened his eyes wide, trying to regain consciousness in the gradually blackening field of vision.

No, he can't pass out yet, once he can't hold on to the punishment and loses consciousness, everything will be over.

Shuang Jiangnian clenched her fingers tightly, inserting her nails into her palms.A few mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and bright red flowers ignited on the snow.

After vomiting blood, his consciousness became clear instead.

With trembling hands, he took out the silver needle and Yuyu again.

Going to heaven and earth, the only thing that can save Yan Hualan is the merman's blood essence.

By purifying the demon blood with the merman's essence blood, Yan Hualan could step into maturity in advance, reshape the demon body, and naturally reshape the qi sea dantian.

[Host……]

"I know." Shuang Jiangnian's eyes were flushed, "Watching him die and cutting off the relationship will be beneficial to my cultivation, or it may directly form the alchemy."

"But I can't."

"Deliberately cultivate a relationship, then abandon him with your own hands, and use him to improve your cultivation... That's what Meng Kezhi will do, and it's what all ruthless monks will do."

"But I won't."

"This is the difference between me and the ruthless way, and it is the bottom line that I will stick to all my life."

At the end of the words, Shuang Jiangnian felt calmer than ever before.

If he broke the bottom line, he would no longer be him. What is the difference between him and the walking dead?

He is willing to use some more years of life in exchange for Yan Hualan to live on and stick to his own heart.

With the needle raised and lowered, another drop of gold-plated blood fell into Yan Hualan's mouth.

Shuang Jiangnian stared at him until golden flames burned in the young man's veins.

...it is done.

Shuang Jiangnian's face was pale, he smiled, spat out a mouthful of blood again, and passed out on the ground.

When I woke up again, the wind and snow hadn't stopped.

Shuang Jiangnian moved her stiff body, got up from the several meters of thick snow, and dragged Yan Hualan out again.

He used a simple sled to pull Yan Hualan, looking for a cave that could shelter from the wind and snow.

The four seasons of Guguan Mountain are so cold that even ferocious beasts dare not stop, so he soon entered an unowned cave.

Wrapped in a thick fur, Shuang Jiangnian lit a fire and watched over Yan Hualan's transformation into an adult.

"How much life do I have left?" He asked the system.

[Exact figures are unclear.But these two consumption of essence and blood, the vitality of the host is already very scarce. ]

Shuang Jiangnian's eyes dimmed: "...I hope I can hold on for a while. Even a year is fine."

He wanted revenge on Meng Kezhi.

He wanted to see those friends in the world of cultivating immortals again, and wanted to visit the graves of mortals who had met and known each other in the world.

He also wanted to watch Yan Hualan and see what kind of mature and charming monster he would transform into.

"System." Shuang Jiangnian said suddenly, "Flame, is it dark?"

[No. ] It suddenly reacted, [Host, you will not be...]

The flame was still shining brightly, but in Shuang Jiangnian's eyes, it gradually dimmed, and all the surroundings of the cave became blurred.

After the monk builds the foundation, he will remain youthful forever, disease will not invade, and he will not show his old age until death.

Only when the lifespan is about to expire, will all kinds of mortal signs of aging suddenly appear.

Such as loss of sight, hearing, taste, and...

Shuang Jiangnian rolled up her long hair.

The tip is already the same color as snow.

He was taken aback, and chuckled softly.

...what a year.

He was afraid that he would not survive tonight.

Thinking of many unfinished things, after all, it is difficult to calm down.

However, if he does it all over again, he will still save Yan Hualan, and he will not lose his heart, and will not owe anyone who has good intentions to him.

Shuang Jiangnian lay down relaxed.

Guguan Mountain is too cold.He followed the heat source and snuggled into Yan Hualan's hot bosom.

It seemed that it was still not warm enough, so Shuang Jiangnian put the cold fish in his hand into Yan Hualan's dantian.

This makes it much hotter.

There was a faint cry from the system in my mind.

"There's no need to worry." Shuang Jiangnian comforted it instead, "Yan Hualan's aptitude is excellent, and he will definitely have a good reputation in the future. Maybe he can even defeat the hero."

"Anyway, the purpose of the Dao of Heaven is to prevent the hero from destroying the world. If Yan Hualan is replaced, the same effect can be achieved."

The system cried out: [It is you, the host, who I feel sorry for! ]

Shuang Jiangnian smiled and shook her head.

He found a comfortable position, nestled firmly in Yan Hualan's arms, and fell into a lethargic sleep again.

The fish swimming in Yan Hualan's dantian connected their feelings. In the haze, he and Yan Hualan seemed to have experienced a rebirth from the ashes together, hearing the creaking sound of muscles and bones reshaping, and the sound of fresh blood gurgling.

And the belly fire that comes with the maturity of the Yaozu.

...It was the late spring season, when Yan Hualan came into heat as an adult, he ignited the swimming fish in his dantian.

Two drops of hot liquid fell on Shuang Jiangnian's cheeks, then another drop, two drops.

If you can taste it, it's probably salty tears.

The former boy was not there, but now the newly born mature man hugged him, buried his head in the socket of his neck, and hot tears fell between the snowy hair.

A hoarse growl came from the man's throat.

The voice is unfamiliar, but the way of crying after being wronged is exactly the same as that of a teenager.

Shuang Jiangnian opened her eyes and found that her eyes were pitch black, and she could no longer see anything.

So he tested the direction and touched Yan Hualan's head.

"Don't be sad." Shuang Jiangnian said weakly, "This is the end of the matter, this is my own choice and has nothing to do with you. It's just that before I leave, I still have one wish..."

His lips were suddenly blocked fiercely.

It wasn't a kiss, Yan Hualan simply didn't want him to say those last words.

Shuang Jiangnian's senses were numb, he faintly felt his lips being licked open, he bit them hard, and couldn't say another word.

The cloak fell, and the clothes were unbuttoned. After the instant cold, he was covered by a hotter body.

Parting his lips, the other party rubbed against his neck, and finally stayed by his ear.

"I have a way to keep you alive."

Yan Hualan's voice was hoarse, pleading.

"Do you want to?"