Su Bian Cultivation World

The sword swept up the condensed snow, and the snow wave aroused high by the sword was like a huge mouth. In one breath, the pursuer and the two were separated by this artificial snow wall.

The pursuers outside the snow wall were forced to face the sharp knife energy that seemed to penetrate every hole, but Xie Chuncan inside the snow wall only saw blood in his eyes.

Luo Jiujiang had been poked a few transparent holes before, and the muscle on his calf was twisted and turned out more severely. He walked all the way, and his left foot was almost a scarlet footprint.

But even so, the wounded and bloody scene was far less terrifying than the present one——the pores of Luo Jiujiang's body were oozing blood, and in Xie Chuncan's blink of an eye, Luo Jiujiang had already become a blood man .

Perhaps Luo Jiujiang will never experience such a profound feeling of breaking the boat and fighting with his back, and he will probably find it difficult to replicate the power of this knife.This is a knife that is far beyond the limit of Luo Jiujiang's ability, and the aura required is by no means rare.

At the beginning of this saber, Luo Jiujiang forcibly drained all his aura, which was no less reluctant than releasing the flood in the channel-like meridians.Because of this, he was injured so badly right now.

Before Xie Chuncan rushed forward, Luo Jiujiang turned his head first.A trickle dripped from the corners of his eyes and ears, which made his complexion extremely pale.But his eyes are extremely fierce, like the last stretch and jump before the flame goes out, and also like the last moment of clarity before dying.

As soon as Luo Jiujiang opened his lips, before he could utter half a syllable, a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the bright red stained his chin, which was dazzling and frightening.He gritted his teeth reluctantly to swallow the blood back, and conveyed the message "Go!" to Xie Chuncan urgently and anxiously with his eyes.

Amidst the scorching red, his expression was almost stern to the point of desolation.

This is Luo Jiujiang's chance to fight with his life. If Xie Chuncan is a little smart, he should turn around and run away.However, his feet seemed to be rooted in the snow, and he couldn't even move.

"There is no Luo Jiujiang who sits on the ground and waits to die. Is there Xie Chuncan who betrays his friends?" Xie Chuncan raised his head and smiled, and in the blink of an eye, he was beside Luo Jiujiang.

He had been perched on the top of the tree before, without any injuries, and his gray clothes were spotless.And the moment he pulled over Luo Jiujiang's shoulder, Xie Chuncan's sleeve was wetted by the fine blood mist all over Luo Jiujiang's body, and then Xie Chuncan's arm was heavy, but Luo Jiujiang fell headfirst on him.

Xie Chuncan's heart suddenly thumped, and he just lowered his head, and his arms, which were extremely stable and flat in both directions, trembled involuntarily.

The firm and ruthless saber who devotedly guarded the two of them was still alive, but Luo Jiujiang's face was ashen, and it seemed that his life was about to die.

At the other end of the snow wall, Lu Qi's voice was muffled by the wind, and only a few words could be heard.Hearing words such as "black clothes", "chopped", and "meat sauce", Xie Chuncan's expression became serious, and Luo Jiujiang, who was almost unconscious, was still held in the crook of his left arm, but his right hand was already holding onto his back. bow.

From the beginning to the end of the whole incident, there was no shortage of Lu Qi's troubles.Now that Luo Jiujiang's life and death are unknown, Xie Chuncan is in the midst of grief and anger, even if Lu Qi didn't say this and took the initiative to bump into him, he would have to take this person's head to pay for his friend's life.

Luo Jiujiang's blood-covered body was still hot, but Xie Chuncan didn't dare to smell his breath for a while, and he didn't want to let him down on the snow in order to free his left hand.Just when Xie Chuncan was about to clench his teeth and bow his body, the environmental change that he had been ignoring under his shock and anger was close at hand.

Suddenly, there was nothing under their feet.

The moment they just fell into the dark corridor, there were a few regular mechanical friction sounds, and then the mechanism closed, and everything was calm as usual.After a short breath, the Gang Qi blocking Lu Qi and his party slowly dissipated, and what appeared in front of their eyes was only a vast expanse of white on the snowfield.

At some point, Luo Jiujiang and Xie Chuncan disappeared without a trace.

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This is a dark square room surrounded by stone walls. Xie Chuncan just tentatively tried it out. The iron plate of the ceiling mechanism is very thick, and he can't easily break it underneath.But even if the other party opened the mechanism and found them, at least it would be a while later.

At least for now, Xie Chuncan is still more worried about Luo Jiujiang than the people chasing and killing on the snow.

After making a quick check of the surrounding environment, Xie Chuncan returned to Luo Jiujiang's side. As soon as he checked Luo Jiujiang's breath, his face became more worried. He took out the few wound medicines left in the storage bag, He spared no expense to save up a handful, almost all of which were stuffed into Luo Jiujiang.

After being pinched several times by Xie Chuncan, Luo Jiujiang woke up leisurely. When he opened his eyes, his pupils were blank. It was the trance and silence that Xie Chuncan had never seen before: "...Brother Xie?"

As soon as he opened his lips, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth intermittently.

Xie Chuncan felt ominous in his heart, he grabbed Luo Jiujiang's wrist veins, and as soon as the spiritual energy was injected, he was blocked back by the other's tattered meridians like cotton wool.

The knife just now was amazing, but the price paid behind it was too heavy for people to bear.

"We're safe, let me heal your wounds, don't talk." Xie Chuncan gritted his teeth.The moment he pressed Luo Jiujiang's wrist, he realized that the rescue he had just done was almost useless—the wound medicine he had left now was bought at the market three years ago, and the market was not used for three years. Open, the wound medicine he left behind is not a lot.What he fed to Luo Jiujiang were some pills for refreshing and healing, and none of them could target Luo Jiujiang's current broken meridians.

The young man lying on the ground looked pale, if not for the weak breathing in his chest, he would have looked like a blood gourd lying dead on the ground.Xie Chuncan worked tirelessly to transmit spiritual energy through his broken meridians one by one, but he could only feel Luo Jiujiang's fingers getting colder and colder.

A few days ago, he was still alive and kicking while waving a knife while analyzing the situation. An hour ago, he was still smearing salt and simmering ingredients on the bird meat... Even before a stick of incense, although he was poked a few holes , but can also talk and laugh.

Even though all hope has long been wiped out in this dead land, and he has witnessed countless life and death with his eyes, Xie Chuncan still dare not look directly at the motionless young man on the ground.

Human life is worthless here, it is consumed too much and too fast.

But Luo Jiujiang is the pearl in the gravel, the jade in the soil, everything about him is incompatible with this lifeless snow field, Xie Chuncan never treated him as nothing, and never thought of letting him die in front of him .

In his vision, he himself is the one who should go first.

"Jiujiang..." Xie Chuncan could no longer restrain the pain in his heart, his voice was hoarse, and the sadness in his voice could no longer be contained, and he was almost about to pour out.

Luo Jiujiang only felt that his eyes were blurred, and his spirit was also ups and downs in dizziness.In such a situation, he could only vaguely hear Xie Chuncan's trembling ending, as if he was fearing the irresistible parting of life and death.

He hooked his fingers, feeling that his fingertips were so heavy that he couldn't bend back to touch the back of Xie Chuncan's hand. Fortunately, although his voice was difficult and dry, he could still express the general idea clearly.

"Brother Xie...gambling products...number one in the world...don't cry if you lose..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his wrist held by Xie Chuncan tremble, and then intermittent and warm rain fell from the sky.

Luo Jiujiang tried his best to twitch the corners of his mouth. In his chaotic thoughts, he thought in a daze: This is another year of melting snow.

It's just a pity that this time I couldn't swim with Qianling and swim with my arms.

I have let down a superior in vain.

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Xie Chuncan watched Luo Jiujiang's out-of-focus dull eyes slowly closing, feeling his heart burn for a moment.However, there was no doctor or medicine here, so he could only watch helplessly as his friend lost the last bit of anger.

……Do not.

... Although there is no doctor or medicine here, there is the only surviving young son of the Xie family.

Although I haven't touched Shuqi for more than ten years, and the previous skills and knowledge in my memory are also blurred, this is after all the last hope in such a desperate situation.

Xie Chuncan's dazed eyes gradually closed, and he decisively took off his gray robe.Luo Jiujiang's clothes were so tattered that he couldn't make a prayer, but he himself had never been injured, and his clothes were still in good condition.

one two three.Tunics, unlined garments and tunics.

He only had three chances in total.

The next moment, Xie Chuncan spread his robe on the ground, cut his right index finger, and used the finger as a pen, using blood as ink, to melt the spiritual energy into the blood and turn it into the ink on the clothes. A few cursive lines.

"Blood out of one breath, scattered into six objects...*"

He is the most gifted youngest son of the Xie family. At the age of five, he was able to seal a formed book of prayers on paper with ink.Now, although he has changed his pen to make arrows, and has been fighting like a beast for more than ten years in this dead land, his aptitude is still there, his blood is still there...his friends are still there.

Luo Jiujiang was lying here, dying, waiting for his help.

The blood book only flew white "Qi" and stroked it, and Xie Chuncan's aura that had been painstakingly condensed inside suddenly dissipated, and only a few sounds of tearing silk were heard, and Xie Chuncan's clothes were broken into pieces of broken cloth, and on it The crimson blood that had just been stained withered and turned black in an instant, and the spiritual energy that had been accumulated so hard before disappeared completely.

There are two more chances.Xie Chuncan gritted his teeth and thought, he tore off his single clothes.

The author has something to say: *Quoted from "The Doctor" by Qin Guan in the Song Dynasty