What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

When Yan Shu was pushed down by the exploding Yan Zhong, Yan Shu didn't even have time to scream.

The body was thrown into the air and retreated at a high speed, and the sound of whimpering in the ear became louder in an instant, from crying to wailing, as if thousands of people were clamoring to break free from the cage, and their voices were deafening in unison.

In the abyss, the temperature plummeted, Yan Zhu watched the black and cold rock pass by, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of nothingness.

The tears that flew out of his eyes turned into pure white ice crystals, floating in front of his eyes, and then quickly moved away.

The already thin sunlight completely left him. He opened his eyes wide, but he couldn't see anything. The instinctive fear engulfed him like a deep sea.

It's not that he hasn't struggled before, but the feeling of not being able to grasp anything made him gradually numb.

Surprise, grievance, panic, unwillingness, despair, calm.

This abyss is as deep as bottomless, pulling the process of falling extremely long, long enough for him to review his life completely.

He closed his eyes, and the memories of just a few years rushed to his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The darkness was once again banned by the light, and in the soft light, he experienced many wonderful things again.

In this light, there is no blood, no puppets, no ghosts of the abyss, no pain and death.

In the light, he is lying in his mother's back basket, riding on his father's shoulders, with melodious reed pipes, smoked willows and bridges, and the seasons remain unchanged throughout the year.

The smell of dust after the rain, the smell of green grass in the sun, the chirping of summer cicadas, the silence of the deep mountains.

sound... taste...

All of these, meticulously detailed, traveled through time, penetrated into his pores bit by bit, and stretched his body.

The corner of his mouth unconsciously evoked a smile, even if his body was bitten by thousands of ghosts, he was still immersed in it.

It's just that no matter how beautiful the picture is, it will eventually come to an end.

The green leaves are lush, the mountains are high and the water is far away.

In my mind, the setting sun sinks in the mountain depression, the rays of light come to an end, and the image of longing for it finally fades away and shrinks to a point.

In the end, nothing but darkness remained.

Before losing consciousness, Yan Shu reached out and wrapped his clothes tightly.At this moment, he seemed to have returned to a certain night in the past.

The candles in the house flickered, and the temperature in my mother's arms was just right.

The long song gently coaxed him to sleep.

……

The sound of the xun stopped abruptly.

There was a dead silence all around.

Song Xianzhi even forgot to breathe, and after a long while, his eyes blurred, and he was so anxious that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"don't want……"

Yi Ping had put away his coercion, and Song Xianzhi wanted to rush over, but Shen Duo grabbed his waist tightly.

"Brother, calm down!"

Legend has it that the Demon Valley in the Demon Realm was once left over from the Great War in ancient times, a large battlefield where the unjust souls of countless creatures were buried.

Every living thing that fell into it, which one was not devoured, was wiped out.

The child fell for so long, it is too late to rescue him now, if the senior brother falls, he will be rushed to his death.

Song Xianzhi clenched his teeth, the stinging pain from the shattering was all over his body, the clothes stuck to the incomplete piece of skin, rubbing against the flesh and blood underneath, it was an unbearable burning pain.

but……

Tears welled up in his eyes, his lips and teeth trembled, and indescribable emotions filled his chest, grabbing his breath and heartbeat, and he was so uncomfortable that he was almost suffocated.

The clothes were already soaked in blood, and dripped into the black soil along the hem of the clothes, and the chapped skin on the face was also slightly torn apart with the large expression, and full blood beads overflowed.

His whole person seemed to have become a blood man.

Shen Duo hugged him, the warm and wet blood stained his black robe, sucked it up, and then disappeared, but he was dyed with Song Xianzhi's blood energy.

"Brother..."

Seeing the pained look on Song Xianzhi's face, Shen Duo seemed to feel the same, he raised his hand, and knocked the person unconscious with a gentle movement.

Song Xianzhi suddenly felt his eyes go dark, a burst of dizziness hit him, and then his body went limp, and he lost consciousness.

Shen Duo caught the half-fallen person, gently placed it on the flat ground beside him, then took out the hard-to-find elixir from the ring, and fed it all at once, luck dredged the spiritual veins for him to absorb the properties of the medicine.

After finishing this, Shen Duo took off his outer shirt, covered the man, and hugged him into his arms.

He doesn't think he is a hot-blooded person, and he doesn't care about other people's life and death, so how can he take the initiative to understand a person's emotions.

But Song Xianzhi became an exception, an exception...even he couldn't control himself.

After taking the medicine, the wound on Song Xianzhi's body is slowly recovering, but the process should be a little painful, which made him frown and moan slightly.

Shen Duo raised his hand unconsciously, and traced his eyebrows and eyes with his fingers, and the white spiritual power injected little by little, relieving the pain, and Song Xianzhi fell into a deep sleep again.

Seeing Yan Shu fall, Guan Er's heart felt empty for an instant, as if a piece had been dug away by someone.

He lost his prototype and rushed to the edge of the cliff, but only had time to see Yan Shu's flying clothes.

Seeing that Yan Shu was dead, Yi Ping had no intention of fighting at all, put Tao Xun in his sleeve, landed casually, and said to Yan Zhong who was standing stiffly facing the abyss, "Let's go..."

However, Yan Zhong froze on the spot and didn't move.

He was stiff as if he had some expression on his face, but because he couldn't control his muscles well, he looked a little weird, his lips that had been tightly pressed opened, and he spit out a few vague words.

Seeing this, Yi Ping was still not annoyed, and called several times, but there was no response. He had no choice but to take Tao Xun out again.

But before he blew it, Yan Zhong suddenly moved.

He took a few steps back first, then gathered his strength, and rushed forward fiercely, just like that, he rushed towards the abyss without hesitation.

Yi Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression, which had always been strategizing, was torn apart, revealing a bit of panic, and his voice became sharp: "Come back!"

The fight just now kept him away from Yan Zhong, so he couldn't rush to stop him in time at this moment.

In desperation, he hastily blew the Tao Xun in his hand.

The sound of the xun that was supposed to be low was made extremely harsh by him.

Yan Zhong's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he fell to his knees on the ground, holding his head and growling in pain.

Yi Ping was so startled that sweat broke out on his forehead. Seeing that he was under control, his tense back slowly relaxed, but the Xun sound did not dare to stop.

Yan Zhong also did as he wished, and became quiet.

Yi Ping didn't dare to be careless this time, after he got close, he grabbed his collar, and then gave the order, his tone was a little impatient.

"go!"

Yan Zhong rolled his eyes, stood up obediently with his head down.

Yi Ping finally heaved a sigh of relief seeing that there was nothing unusual about him.

After Yan Zhong was refined, he has been well controlled, but this time he disobeyed his instructions more than once, which caused him a lot of headaches.

The head of the family attaches great importance to Yan Zhong's use value, and puts Yan Zhong under his control. If something happens to someone and he really jumps into this magic valley, it will be difficult for him in the clan to explain.

Fortunately, there is still this Xun sound control.

Thinking of this, he didn't pay attention until there was a sound of flesh being torn apart.

Yi Ping tilted his head when he heard the sound.

The scene in front of him stunned him, and at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

He let go of Yan Zhong's collar, took a few steps back, and sighed helplessly.

It seemed that he could not avoid this punishment.