Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

An hour later, Jin Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, and his face had regained some color.

He got up and walked to the stone wall. With a loud rumble, the stone wall shook and rocks collapsed. He seized the opportunity and nimbly flipped over to avoid the rolling rocks.

After flipping over, he leaped to a high place, his heart pounding. Before he could even find out where Chu Luo was, he heard a familiar echo.

"By the spirits of Wulao Mountain, I, Chu Luo, have come to trouble you. Firstly, I am seeking medicine for a very important person. Secondly, I know that the hundred-year calamity of Wulao Mountain is approaching. After the natural disaster, a man named Mu Panrong will bring man-made disaster. At that time, Wulao will become a medicinal garden that will be wantonly ruined by those who slaughter the world."

I do not wish for such a precious place to suffer calamity again and again. Today, I will blast open the source of future earthquakes and release the earth's power. Then, when the real earthquake comes, the damage to the prison will be minimized, and the prison can be closed. While the prison is resting and recuperating, evil people will not be allowed to enter.

However, such actions will still harm some innocent lives. Chu Luo also wants to save everyone and has already placed medicine powder to drive away living creatures in the surrounding area. But I don't know how powerful the explosion will be. In the end, I am too weak to save everyone. I beg the innocent lives in the mountains that I have harmed to forgive me.

Chu Luo sincerely apologizes.

Upon hearing her words, Jin Wuchen immediately became anxious. If the source of the earthquake were to be blown up, how could Chu Luo withstand such a powerful impact? Moreover, besides the animals, there were so many poisonous flowers and plants here that would surely release their poison in the event of a crisis. When he arrived, he saw that this place had many plants called "Song of Thorns," which were highly poisonous. It would take several lives to escape from here.

"Chu Luo, how come everything is more important than yourself?"

Jin Wuchen immediately ran to find Chu Luo, but by the time he reached her side, it was too late.

With a deafening roar, the mountains crumbled and the earth split open. Chu Luo was blasted out by the immense energy, like a thin leaf falling in a raging storm, her blood splattering everywhere.

The loud noises continued, each one stronger than the last, and the grass blades in the air were flying everywhere.

The situation was more serious than Jin Wuchen had imagined.

The intense physical pain made Chu Luo feel dizzy. "Just releasing the earth's power is far beyond my imagination. What would a hundred-year earthquake have done to the prison? I've done something good through cruel means, haven't I? Is it fate that this ends here?"

Images from several lifetimes flashed before Chu Luo's eyes like a revolving lantern, depicting those people and events. Finally, a tall figure appeared in her mind: Jin Wuchen.

Thinking of him, Chu Luo felt neither hatred nor resentment, but rather a strange peace and tranquility. Putting aside his deception and broken promises, to be fair, during the time she was by his side, he had always taken good care of her.

Remembering how he came to save her when she was seriously injured in Mianshui Town, she asked him if he had come to kill her. He laughed angrily and replied, "Someone like you, do I need to come and kill you myself?"

Chu Luo couldn't help but smile.

When Jin Wuchen received her bloodied and mangled body, she still had a smile on her bloodied lips, which made Jin Wuchen's heart ache.

"Chu Luo, I'm here."

With another loud bang, Jin Wuchen was blasted away by the huge impact behind him, but Chu Luo, who was held tightly in his arms, was no longer injured.

Jin Wuchen's back was covered in wounds, and countless thorns from the Song of Thorns were stuck in his body.

This place will continue to explode. Jin Wuchen looked around for a way to escape with Chu Luo. He looked at the direction Chu Luo flew out and realized that Chu Luo seemed to have chosen this location on purpose. Not far away was a cliff ten thousand feet high.

That cliff was the only place where you wouldn't be affected by the blast wave, but going down would still result in being smashed to pieces, only the way you died would be more dignified.

As the final wave of explosions struck, Jin Wuchen, carrying Chu Luo, leaped off the sheer cliff.

Chu Luo's last sensation was a familiar embrace, but she quickly sank into deep darkness.

When she regained consciousness, the pain was so intense that it felt like her heart was being torn apart, as if the pain from several lifetimes had been combined and tortured her to death.

The pain was so intense that no one would have the will to live, yet there was absolutely no sensation in the entire body; one was torn between wanting to live and wanting to die.

She couldn't see, hear, or move. Apart from the pain that kept creeping up from her bones, she couldn't even think of despair.

Her tears fell like rolling beans, and she couldn't make a sound. It was as if her throat was sewn shut, and the slightest movement felt like a million needles pricking her throat.

Her pain was always silent, whether she tried to hide it or not.

"Why?" Chu Luo screamed inwardly, the scream breaking through her soul and letting her shout out through the millions of needles.

With that roar, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which filled Chu Luo's throat with a lot of fresh air.

The heart-wrenching scream awakened the severely injured and unconscious Jin Wuchen. Jin Wuchen woke up, but due to the damage to many bones in his body during the fall and the poison from the Song of Thorns, he was unable to move at all.

He tried countless times, but could only barely manage to look up and see Chu Luo.

Her voice was like countless sharp blades piercing his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I failed to protect you." Jin Wuchen's guilt and heartache were so deep that he was at a loss for what to do.

Jin Wuchen mobilized all his qi and blood, frantically pushing his limits. "I can't be this useless!"

Soon after, his wounds started bleeding again, but at least he could move his fingers.

His hand was so swollen that it looked like he had no fingers, but he could quickly clench it into a fist by forcing himself to do so, and then his right wrist.

He used his right hand to put his misaligned fingers back into their proper positions one by one.

He remained silent, his eyes bloodshot.

He slowly propped himself up, and with a snap, he used his barely movable hand to put his neck back in place.

He crawled to Chu Luo's side, intending to hold her in his arms.

But looking at her countless wounds, he didn't know where to begin.

Moreover, looking at his hands, which were covered in blood and in some places were so raw they were unrecognizable, he timidly withdrew them, and instead took out the last pill from his pocket and fed it to Chu Luo.

As soon as he moved, he spat out another mouthful of blood. Afraid that the blood would get on Chu Luo, he turned around.

He knew very well that many bones in his body were broken or dislocated, and if things continued like this, he and Chu Luo would both die in this place.

He crawled to a spot a little further away from Chu Luo, picked up a stick, bit it, and used his swollen, less agile fingers to reset his bones.

Afraid of disturbing Chu Luo, he bit down on the wooden stick and refused to let go.

Little did they know, Chu Luo couldn't hear anything.

Once he was able to stand up shakily, he immediately went to see Chu Luo, only to find that the pill had no effect whatsoever.

Her meridians are disordered; living only brings her pain.

As the old man Long Yu said, even if someone with this kind of pulse doesn't die immediately, they will eventually die from the pain. Such pain is a huge torment for both body and mind, and very few people can endure it with their strong will.

The best approach is to help them find relief.

"Chu Luo, hold on. I know you still have unfulfilled wishes." Jin Wuchen couldn't bring himself to do it.