What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

The medicine developed this time put an end to the local epidemic for a long time.

So Bai Yue continued to expand the treatment according to this prescription, and more and more people in the mortal world knew about this silver-haired immortal.

The emperor and wealthy businessmen built temples for him, and the people burned incense and kowtowed to him every day. He is now a household name in the mortal world.

With the incense burning and faith high, Bai Yue's energy is naturally recovering slowly.

Qingshan had to return to Canghuang early because of a task within his jurisdiction. Before leaving, he repeatedly warned Canghuang: Don't handle things on your own.

During this period of time, he has come to understand Bai Yue's nature as a pushover. With his kind heart, he would blame himself if he was stabbed by those people, and he would still care about the other party's existence.

The evil ghost's breath was dying, and it was too weak to form a physical form in this world.

The last time she appeared in front of Bai Yue was at night.

She appeared in Bai Yue's medicine shop with a slanted pigtail and a white dress, with her head lowered, grinding ink sticks.

"Your form is about to collapse."

The woman raised her head, and her face was still blurry. She stared at his face for a long time.

"Because I'm going to die." As if he was already dead, he changed his words to, "You made me die."

"Feel sorry."

He lowered his eyes, concealing the coldness in them, making people feel more emotional when looking at him.

She put down the ink stick, walked out the door, turned her head to see the moon outside the window sill, and whispered something.

"If you want to blame me, you will remember me for the rest of your life."

She turned her head, and the corners of her mouth suddenly curved.

Bai Yue saw that she suddenly smiled brightly, as if her whole body became cheerful.

"Let yourself go."

The white skirt stood in the moonlight, and the shadow danced, it was a butterfly under the light spot, and also a lotus in the pond. Bai Yue raised her eyes, only to see that the white shadow disappeared again.

"late."

This time, she really is going to disappear.

Suddenly, it started to rain, followed by thunder, and blood rain fell on the bluestone slabs, like a river of blood.

The sky was completely covered by dark clouds and haze.

The blood moon and the black sun rise together

It is a great disaster

Bai Yue's heart tightened and the bell rang loudly.

No! That was a sacrifice from a vengeful blood soul. She had drunk his blood.

In this way...those people...will be retaliated against.

A hand suddenly grabbed his ankle. He lowered his head, his face covered in a horrible red streak, and even his eyelids were swollen with purple tumors the size of grapes. On the arm he grabbed, the bruised veins were densely packed with something wriggling.

“Save me…save me…”

Bai Yue squatted down, held his hand, and continuously supplied him with magic power while saying gently, "Don't be afraid." But it seemed as if there was something in his body that was gnawing at his magic power, and the man's face turned paler and paler.

Seeing that he was about to collapse, Bai Yue immediately took out a white porcelain bottle filled with blood from her arms. The moment she fed him the blood, the blood vessels in his neck began to grow extremely thick, as if something was about to crawl out of his body.

The person lying on the ground pinched his neck hard and rolled on the ground in agony.

Bai Yue's pupils trembled, and she cut his arm with a knife. The surging thing changed its direction from the neck to the cut flesh, and crawled out one by one. Not a drop of blood could be seen under the thin layer of skin.

When Bai Yue wanted to continue feeding the man blood, she discovered that the man had become a real mummy.

It's a corpse worm.

Why can corpse worms parasitize living people?

The bugs on the man's body were almost crawling all over the ground, and his body was already as thin as a piece of wax.

Bai Yue stood up, and the invisible hands seemed to be circling the back of his neck, constantly being touched.

There was still a sense of hostility in the air.

The invisible air entangled him, and the roars, whispers and cries in his ears placed him in a purgatory. Wherever he looked, there were corpses everywhere. When a group of people with scratched faces ran past him.

One of the people in the group stopped and seemed to know Bai Yue. He stared at him with his eyes. Suddenly, a long milky white worm crawled out from one of his scratched eyes.

The madness in that man's eyes seemed to want to devour Bai Yue. He ran up and immediately knelt at Bai Yue's feet, hugging her tightly. Bai Yue subconsciously wanted to step back, but the hands behind him pushed him forward.

"Aren't you going to save them?"

The air seemed to lie on his shoulders and exhale.

Those eye sockets were filled with more and more worms, one, two, three... almost all of them squeezed into those eye sockets.

"Save me! Save me! Immortal Bai, have you forgotten me? I'm the captain of the guards who helps you manage the disaster zone!"

There was a "bang" sound.

All the corpse worms burst from their eye sockets.

Bai Yue subconsciously took a few steps back, but the white clothes were still stained with the man's blood. The man was unwilling to accept it and collapsed to the ground. The eyes that exploded and died were still looking in Bai Yue's direction as his head rotated.

The pair of bloody holes without eyeballs stared around.

Someone who was running by recognized Bai Yue, and the group of blood-stained people rushed towards Bai Yue in large numbers like zombies.

Bai Yue looked at the dark mass of people, and was quickly pinned to the ground by a man who flew down from the sky. When fangs were pressed against his throat, Bai Yue wanted to raise his hand, but what was more painful than the fangs piercing his throat was the warm tears of blood sliding down to his clothes.

Tears kept flowing from his face, which was swollen as if it were the color of pig liver. His pleading eyes were flashing with tears. He bit the corners of his mouth tightly, and purple blood was flowing out.

"Master, I'm sorry, my wife is pregnant, I can't die, I can't die..."

The light in Bai Yue's eyes dimmed for a moment, "It's actually useless." His hand slowly fell from his side, but when he looked at all the people who were crying, he turned his head away and let down his defense.

As more and more people pressed down on him, he could hear his own flesh being torn apart, and red blood sprayed onto his pale face, creating a contrasting color.

The sound of clothes being torn continued until the person who sucked the most stood up. He touched the red spots on his arms that were gradually disappearing. Before he could show his happy smile, his whole body suddenly began to fill up like a balloon.

boom!

Blood and body parts were splattered everywhere, and everyone stopped moving.

In this blood-red world, what is in the pupils?

Crying, despair, roaring, powerless.

Someone started spitting at Bai Yue lying on the ground, with a look of disdain, as if looking at trash, "Monster."

Then the others also seemed to be deflated and took out their last anger on the bloody man lying on the ground.

The person was soaked in blood and his clothes were torn into shreds, so much so that his original appearance could not be recognized.

Those silver-gray eyes looked coldly at the sky that was about to be covered by haze, and closed their eyes weakly.

Suddenly, the black sun in the sky exploded as if struck by a bolt of golden lightning. Like a sharp blade tearing through the darkness, the golden light struck the center of the black sun, splitting it in two.

As the black sun split, the entire sky, as if shaken by this powerful force, began to tremble violently. The previously tranquil sky now seemed to be torn apart by a giant hand, and a huge crack spread from the center.

The crack grew larger and deeper, like a bottomless abyss, swallowing up the entire sky. And the split black sun, as if sucked into the crack, quickly disappeared from people's sight.

The entire sky resembled a bloody basin, cracked in the middle, revealing the dark red sky within. Within that dark red sky, one could vaguely see some black smoke swirling, as if it were the remains of a split black sun.

A pair of huge wings appeared in everyone's sight, and each feather tip looked like a burning firework. As it gradually approached, everyone could see its true appearance.

White horns, fox face, white spiritual patterns on the cheeks like ancient runes, and the horizontal bars in the golden and blue eyes seem to contain the whole world.

It was like stepping into this land from another world, and with every step it took, the heaven and earth trembled a little.

The group of zombies began to run away, "Monster! Monster!"

"Don't eat me!"

Trying to escape the scorching breath, the hideous face became unrecognizable, and the roared words only left behind a wisp of burnt ash.

"It's so disgusting."

The sky was illuminated by the golden light again, and the whole world looked clean and bright, as if all the filth here had been cleaned away.

A golden light burst out from behind the "monster" again, and the man walked out slowly, as if he was naturally separated from this place by two clear boundaries.

The world you step into should not be a bloody one, but a feast.

He wears a emerald green suit, embroidered with gilded patterns that depict a myriad of scenes. Flowers blossom in full bloom on the front, their stamens and leaves intertwined, radiating vitality. On his back, two birds stand facing each other, their gazes framed by the shadows of flowers and window lattices, creating a delicate layering. The cuffs meet with gilded embroidery, creating a scene of rosy clouds weaved into the garment.

Wearing it, it is as if you have stepped into a classical painting. The golden patterns on the clothes are shining. Every step you take reveals the elegant oriental style, and your whole body is full of poetic nobility.

The gaze from the sky fell on the pool of blood on the ground where the corpse had not yet been completely burned.

“Why is there only one left?”

"Bai Yue?"

"Lu Jinan!"