I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Jieyuhua never expected this. The wounds and ice were stuck together, and the light was dim. She never imagined...

Jieyuhua quickly treated the man's wounds, fed him medicine and plenty of water, and then carefully hugged him, trying to warm Lingxiao with her own body heat.

A rustling sound came from the shadows behind them. They didn't know what it was, so Xie Yuhua became alert.

The sound stopped for a while, then various sounds began to come again. This time, the sound lasted for about half an hour before it stopped, and a figure emerged as the sound subsided.

"Brother?" Besides doubting the person's authenticity, Xie Yuhua was also puzzled as to how this person had found his way here.

The young man was a little stunned, seemingly not expecting that both of them were here. He didn't answer, but as he got closer, he noticed that both of them were covered in wounds and saw the supplies they had found. He paused for a moment, then reached out to pull Ling Xiao, but Xie Yuhua stopped him.

"The stone statue has been found," the young man said.

The woman who had been looking at the child suddenly turned her gaze to the young man and asked, "Is it the one that broke?"

The young man nodded, and Xie Yuhua looked back at Ling Xiao and said to him, "How can I trust you?"

If the young man found the stone statue, wouldn't he help repair it? Jieyuhua guessed that he must have already done the repairs, but why did he still need to find Lingxiao?

“It’s a ritual.” The young man’s expression was complicated; the situation over there didn’t look good. He added, “Seven people.”

What does that mean? Are there statues of all seven people? Or does the ritual require seven people to complete? Thinking this, he asked, and the young man's answer was brief, simply saying, "They're all there." Xieyuhua rolled her eyes at him.

He always spoke ambiguously, and sometimes he couldn't say a word at all. Sometimes he couldn't understand why Wu Xie, such a talkative person, would like to hang around such a taciturn person.

This makes it very clear: all seven people have stone statues and have become part of the ritual. The child was just randomly selected, or rather, not randomly selected. There might not have been a child originally, and there was just one extra person who didn't know where to put him.

“I’ll carry him on my back.” The young man pointed to Ling Xiao in Jieyuhua’s arms.

"No need, I'll carry it myself." Xie Yuhua temporarily believed the young man's words and tried to get up.

"You're injured." After saying that, the young man took a step forward, placed one foot on Ling Xiao's left leg, lifted him up, and carried him on his back.

"Keep up," he instructed Jieyuhua.

The most serious injury was to Xie Yuhua's right leg. Both of his feet were frostbitten, and he was using his right leg for leverage. Now, he had to use his dragon-patterned staff to stand up, and he could no longer carry the child on his back. But he was worried about Ling Xiao not being by his side.

He worried that the young man wouldn't care much about the child, and he also worried that the young man was an imposter whose purpose was to take the child away. In his current state, he really couldn't fight to the death with the two of them, so he could only follow closely behind them, keeping his eyes fixed on the child, afraid that something might happen to him.

The journey was somewhat bumpy. Ling Xiao had already woken up and discovered that the person had changed. It was his second target, whom he had chosen. He listened silently to the sounds behind him and knew that Xie Yuhua was following them. It sounded like he could no longer walk normally. He was a little worried, but he didn't understand where this worry came from.

He decided to stop thinking about it. He was currently on the back of target number two, and this was a golden opportunity that he couldn't miss. So he started thinking about how to get closer to the person.