Section 58, strong enemy appears and blood sacrifice [1]

Wen Yi didn't dare to ask for it at this time. She respectfully saluted the surroundings: "There are teachers."

Zhao Zihan was very satisfied with Wenyi's behavior, but she didn't expect that Wenyi heard three different voices in her mind and said the same sentence: "Don't be polite. Once you are sure that you are the descendant of a senior, we should salute you."

It's a kind of ethereal voice, a kind of voice that makes people irresistible, just like letting you listen in your heart.

Are these the 'Great Immortals'? Such an idea crossed Wenyi's mind.

One of the 'great immortals' said to Wen Yi, "Please prepare it and leave it to us here. We will protect this child within two hours.

At the same time, another 'big fairy' whispered and said, "Guys, this is not simple. I'm afraid it's bigger."

The dialogue between the immortals did not hide Wen Yi at all.

"Big black snake, this boy has the smell of your family. It's so pure that I want to worship."

"I'm afraid this boy is also the descendant chosen by the predecessors in the upper world! Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you can try your best to keep him."

"No problem!"

"Four hours!!"

"That's good."

Hearing such a conversation, Wen Yi looked up at the roof of the empty warehouse and shouted, "Can the masters wake him up? It doesn't take much, just a few words."

The immortals were silent for a while before saying, "You know, the time for him to say a few words, I'm afraid that his time can only be reduced from four hours to three hours."

"I need to know something... please." Wen Yi's eyes were firm, and she didn't feel a loss because of the reduction of an hour.

"Okay, let's try our best to wake him up for a while."

"Thank you very much." Wen Yi said.

Yang Guang suspended at the height of Wenyi's chest. Wenyi gently stretched out her hand and stroked Yang Guang's cold cheeks, waiting for perhaps the last conversation.

Maybe this is selfishness. Wen Yi didn't want herself and Yang Guang to say a word before they died. Her heart knows too much about what she has done. Her soul is connected. When she dies, there is really nothing left. Unless Yang Guang can really come back, it will take decades to slowly separate the souls of the two people.

But... will fate really give the two of them this opportunity? It must be okay for Wen Yi not to block it. There are too many separations between life and death. Maybe this is also love, right? Who knows... isn't it?

Zhao Zihan looked at Wen Yi's 'self-speaking' confusedly, and then saw an aperture suddenly appeared above Yang Guang's forehead, just like the aperture representing the angel's head in the cartoon. Then, the aperture emitted a faint soft light, slowly sinking down like fog, slowly, but absolutely incredible from When he touched Yang Guang, the black color began to fade. Only a few breaths, Yang Guang became like a normal person, and even the white fog when breathing began to appear near his nostrils.

"Can the master save him?" Zhao Zihan grabbed Wen Yi's arm excitedly.

Wen Yi shook her head: "I can only let him regain the time to say a few words."

Zhao Zihan said angrily, "What's the use of that? Are you trying to murder him?"

Wen Yi suddenly turned her head, stared at Zhao Zihan and asked, "Do you like Yang Guang?"

"How is that possible?" Zhao Zihan immediately said, "I don't like this. I have someone I like."

Wen Yi smiled, and her eyes flashed like a crescent moon: "He is mine. Don't like him."

"..." Zhao Zihan let go of holding Wen Yi's hand, took a step back and said, "I won't rob you."

"I believe you." Wen Yi restrained her smile and looked back at Yang Guang and replied.

(It will take some time for Yang Guang's recovery, and the fat man will still express Yang Guang in the third person.)

"Have I been killed?" When Yang Guang had his own thoughts, he thought of such a problem. The deadly arrow light rushed to himself with terrible lethality. There was no reason not to die, right?

However, the heavy eyelids passed through the faint red light, making him feel that he did not seem to be dead. I tried to open my eyes and saw Wen Yi. My heart sank. If the most sorry people in my life are ranked, Wen Yi must be in the top three in her heart.

"I'm sorry to worry you." Yang Guang said.

"It's okay."

"It seems that I missed something. Is it over?" Yang Guang wanted to twist his head to look around and found that he seemed to be fixed. Looking at the ceiling with a high distance above his head, it was estimated that this would not be a hospital. "What is this place?"

Wen Yi did not answer his question, but lowered her head and kissed Yang Guang's lips, and then... took a hard bite until she felt the smell of blood in the corners of her mouth. Then she loosened her lips and said, "This is the punishment for down payment. Now listen to me, and then you can answer my question in the fastest way.

Yang Guang's brain turned rapidly, but the pain proved that he was really alive. I couldn't help nodding to show that I understood.

Wen Yi said, "Ye Yi and others can't get in touch. Do you know why? Zihan's masters also can't contact Ye Yi.

"What time is it now? How long has it been since I killed the iron corpse?

Wen Yi shook her head, while Zhao Zihan said, "It's less than six hours."

"Real? It seems that I'm in a bad state." Yang Guang said a little lonely.

"Yes, it's very bad. It's Zihan's masters who use special methods to temporarily restore your mind and answer the questions quickly." Wen Yi saw the aperture on Yang Guang's head shaking, and there were signs of instability.

Yang Guang said, "They should be here in about a day, if they don't have any problems."

Wen Yi also wanted to ask, but suddenly Master Zihan's voice appeared in her mind: "What does he have to do with my snake fairy?"

"Do you know the snake fairy?" Wen Yi asked.

"If I can still survive, I should have a chance to see one." At this time, Yang Guang also knew that he didn't say it. I'm afraid he didn't have a chance to say it all his life: "There is a snake fairy who asked me to ask her to break through the barriers of the world and the shelter to return to the world on March 3 this year. Originally, there was a scale in my amulet, but later I used it to repair the 'shock drum'.

Hearing these words, Wen Yi seemed to be more excited when she heard the 'great immortals', and suddenly roared, "Guys, try your best to protect this boy."

"Okay!" Several voices responded at the same time, and it seemed that more than three immortals appeared here.

Wen Yi asked, "What do you want people to prepare?"

Yang Guang said, "I asked to prepare a lot of glutinous rice and lotus leaves, cinnabar, and dog blood. These are all things that are full of yang and have a medicinal effect. According to the ratio of 1 to 1, they are ground into powder, and soak water as much as possible and send it to the infected people to drink. It has a certain delaying effect. Ye Yi and Mr. Taiyi speculated that as long as the origin of Longshi in Changbai Mountain is solved, these people who received the infection will recover.

"And then? What's the use of the rest?"

"The rest is useless, but it can be left to Mr. or Ye Yi. It's all for exorcism, unless I can recover and use mana. Wen Yi, I have a strange feeling. Did you do something to me?

"No, don't think about it."

"Is it safe here? I didn't say that with Zihan's masters here, safety must be guaranteed. What other questions?" Yang Guang smiled and wanted to reach out to touch his lover's cheek. As a result, he felt like a vegetable and couldn't move anything.

"Don't worry, you will be fine in a few hours." Wen Yi said with a smile, but there was blood stains on Yang Guang's lips at the corners of her mouth.

"Hurry up and ask, the fairy light is about to run out." A 'great immortal' reminded Wen Yi.

Wen Yi shook her head, looked at Yang Guang's eyes gently, and said softly with unprecedented gentleness, "I won't leave you. Never."

Yang Guang opened the corners of his mouth and smiled, "I believe that life and death will not be separated. At least my life has been wonderful. Do you remember our passbook password? If I really can't get through our birthday, you can share the money with my mother, and the rest..."

"No words!" Wen Yi stretched out her hand to cover Yang Guang's mouth and shouted, "You must be fine!" Believe me! I won't let you die. Even if you break the oath, I won't let you die in front of me. Promise me, promise me!!"

"..." Yang Guang blinked his eyes and felt a wave of fatigue hitting him. He knew that the time to wake up was almost over.

With two words, he let Wen Yi let go of her hand with his eyes and said softly, "I believe in you, because I love you."

Guanghua dispersed, and Wen Yi said, "I love you too." But I don't know if Yang Guang, who has closed his eyes, heard it.

The next moment, the black gas gradually climbed on Yang Guang's cheek, and Yang Guang's breath disappeared again, as if he had never woken up.

Wen Yi looked up and shouted, "Six masters, who knows the oldest way of sacrifice? Teach me!"

The voice of a certain immortal, if there was nothing, seemed to disagree with it, sounded in Wen Yi's mind: "Taoist friends think deeply, I remember that I heard a sentence before I was in shape. I don't know which of you has heard of the same thing?"

"What?"

"The blood sacrifice opens, and the heaven and earth change. From then on, there will be no immortals in the world."

In a word, like thunder, all the 'great immortals' are silent. This sentence is more than heard. In the 'great immortals' community in the north, it is simply like thunder, which is really passed down from generation to generation.

"I'm going to quit. This is a big gamble. We can't afford to lose. You all know who passed on this sentence. He will not be aimless, let alone let our ancestors live in seclusion in the north so long ago, so that we will not completely disappear in this world like the split Hu people. Try not to go south and don't forget his horror. The voice trembled a little, as if he had seen some kind of horrible picture.

"Huh! There is no conclusion on whether the separated one is dead or alive, but if we don't think of a way now, how can we explain this boy to them when he dies?

"Yes, if the prophecy is really accurate and inevitable, it is also fate. Think about how long it has been since Taoist friends have been promoted to a shelter. Think about our degeneration over the years. If you don't fight, the world will abandon us sooner or later.

"Yes, yes, thousands of years ago, we didn't need to form to fly directly into the shelter. Let's take a look at us now."

"Let's fight once, this is an opportunity! As long as a senior can come down and tell us why, we don't need to suffer in this turbid world. I choose to fight once!"

"Old fox, what do you think?"

"What's there to say? This Taoist friend, I will tell you the method of living sacrifice! Listen to me..."