After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, Chang Xiaoqing and Jia Ruo have been fighting for so long, and the internal and external injuries are stacked together, which is far more serious than Lin Mao's current injuries.But now when he looked at the wound on Lin Mao's hand, his face was full of bewilderment and panic, his eyes were red and teary, his hands were convulsed and he could hardly hold Lin Mao steady, as if he had lost his mind.

Seeing Chang Xiaoqing's face pale and trembling, Qiao Xiaoxiao couldn't help rolling her eyes, and let out a cold snort of disdain.

"waste."

She murmured in a low voice, then raised her eyes to look at Jia Ruo——

The flower vines that had previously gone mad like a wounded beast had shrunk into a small ball after the flowers and leaves withered.The surface of the blue-black plants has an ominous taupe, just like the southern plants that froze to death under the frost flowers after winter. The dry leaves and vines rustle and fall with the surge of animals, constantly compressing its size.In the short time Qiao Xiaoxiao and Chang Xiaoqing Lin Mao greeted each other, the huge figure of the flower vines had been melting and falling off, and finally returned to the size of a human being, and the whole group of flower vines was completely frozen in place.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qiao Xiaoxiao's eyes and pupils shrank. Not only did he not relax at all, but his whole body became more tense.

"What are you still moaning about, you two better get out of here, something is wrong!"

Qiao Xiaoxiao took half a step back slowly, forcing out every word and sentence from between her teeth.

Obviously the flower vines had withered, but when she looked at the thing, she felt even more creepy than before.

"呲-"

As if to deal with Qiao's little ominous feeling, just as she finished speaking, the flower vine suddenly moved slightly.

A pair of pale, bloodless hands suddenly stretched out from the dead branches and leaves.

"careful!"

Qiao Xiaoxiao was already on guard against him, but when he saw a pair of hands sticking out, he couldn't help screaming.

"Shh-"

And what greeted those hands was an extremely fierce sword energy.

That is a sword energy that has completely surpassed the cognition of any person in the rivers and lakes.

Fierce as fire, swift as light.

Obviously, the sword energy should be invisible and colorless, purely condensed with true energy, but it seems to have its own luster and heat, drawing a brilliant light like flowing fire in the air.

That sword energy was naturally emitted by Chang Xiaoqing.

slam-la-

From Chang Xiaoqing's fingertips to the group of flower vines, snow and blood, mud and grass, broken branches and pieces of meat were all torn into pieces the moment the sword energy passed by.

Where the sword energy pointed directly was undoubtedly where the hands stretched out.

Anyone who has seen that sword aura will not doubt that in front of such a sword aura that almost glimpses the true way of the sword, those hands and that disgusting monster vine will also melt like the blood snow mud grass before. It is black fine powder that can no longer be distinguished by the naked eye.

And it's pretty much the same.The ferocious and violent withered flower vines shattered the moment the sword energy passed by, and a cold wind happened to blow past, raising black debris all over the sky.

However, amidst the debris all over the sky, those pale hands moved slightly.

The piercing sword energy stopped abruptly before it could exert its full effect, and dissipated together with the breeze into the cold twilight sky.

When the wind calmed down and the debris slowly fell, a handsome man with nothing on his body and his complexion glowing corpse white appeared in front of the three of them.

"You...it's you."

After seeing that person's familiar face, Qiao Xiaoxiao backed away uncontrollably, sweat profusely on her back, even though she wanted to confront him with luck, she still couldn't stop her two battles.

The young man with the pale face and different-colored eyes is naturally not someone else, he is Jia Ruo.

No one present could explain why he could return to his human form after transforming into such a monster.

"Gara..."

Lin Mao's weak voice sounded, a name almost made Qiao Xiaoxiao jump up.Looking back, she found that at some point, Chang Xiaoqing had stood up with Lin Mao in his arms, and reached her side.

A gully several inches deep was left on the black ground, at one end was Chang Xiaoqing who was hugging Lin Mao tightly, and at the other end was the unpredictable Jia Ruo.

The atmosphere that seemed to freeze the air once again enveloped everyone present.

Lin Mao stared intently at Jia Ruo who was not far away, and he clearly saw the other party's slender limbs and pale skin.Excluding the blemishes of being too pale, every inch of Jia Ruo's skin is as delicate as a newborn baby, without any scars or bruises—except for the hole in his throat.

It was a bloody hole the size of a cherry, with uneven edges. It didn't bleed, but it didn't heal either.

But it looked more terrifying than the bleeding wound.

With Jia Ruo's slow breathing, Lin Mao could clearly see through the hole that the muscles in Jia Ruo's throat were pulsating regularly.

Lin Mao's throat rolled, and the warm sweetness that made him trance still seemed to remain on the tip of his tongue.

He still remembered how he used his teeth to bite open the bloody hole in Jia Ruo's throat in the dark, and he remembered even more how he covered his lips on the cold skin and greedily swallowed through the hole. Sucking Galo's blood.

It would be false to say that Lin Mao was free from confusion, fear and doubts when he thought of these times, but it is undeniable that when he looked at Jia Ruo like this, he had no resentment or fear in his heart—even if the other party Just turned into a monster, even though the other party had a long and desperate battle with his old friend and apprentice, even if the other party almost swept away the flesh on his entire arm with vines...

The fear when he saw Jia Ruo before, before Lin Mao didn't know it, disappeared like dewdrops on a spider's web.

"Lin...Mao..."

Jia Ruo clasped his hands together and looked at Lin Mao gently.

After Lin Mao called out his name, he also called out Lin Mao's real name.

Compared with the previous time when he only yelled nonsense, Jia Ruo has obviously regained the wisdom that belongs to human beings at this time.

He has completely lost the terrifying appearance before, and even his voice has changed from the weird dryness before to gentle and elegant.The incompatibility with the world at the first meeting seems to be an illusion. At this time, his breath is ethereal and elegant, even if he is naked, he is like a fine sapphire illuminated by the moonlight, without even a trace of obscenity.

And just as Jia Ruo opened his mouth, Lin Mao felt Chang Xiaoqing's arms hugging him suddenly forcefully, almost crushing his whole bones.

In fact, looking at Chang Xiaoqing and Jia Ruo at this time, I am afraid that those who do not know why will think that Chang Xiaoqing is the chief culprit for causing the mountain of corpses and blood here-Chang Xiaoqing's gray and white long hair has long been involved in the previous battle. His body was stained black and red by his own blood and the sap of flower vines, and his ragged clothes were even more blood-stained. What was even more frightening was his expression and his eyes.

It was ice forged with indescribable coldness and tyranny.

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't even dare to get too close to Chang Xiaoqing - the other party's aura was too sharp and terrifying, reminding her of a wild beast that was seriously injured and dying.

She even had a feeling that Chang Xiaoqing would kill everyone present with his sword in the next second.

And all of this was because Jia Ruo, who was not far away, called out "Lin Mao".

Qiao Xiaoxiao, who was standing beside Chang Xiaoqing, could sense something was wrong, but how could Lin Mao, who was staying in Chang Xiaoqing's arms, not notice it.

thumping—

thumping—

thumping—

Lin Mao's face was pressed against Chang Xiaoqing's chest, and at this moment he could clearly feel that Chang Xiaoqing's heart was beating wildly through that thin layer of flesh.

And Chang Xiaoqing's body temperature was terribly high. Lin Mao was pressed tightly in his arms, and he felt that his little apprentice's arms and chest seemed to have turned into red-hot coals.

Oops.

Lin Mao thought to himself, thinking of the unpredictable sword aura before, he became more and more worried that Chang Xiaoqing might have gone mad at this moment.

"Xiaoqing, don't be afraid."

Lin Mao held back the pain and pressed Chang Xiaoqing's shoulder with his uninjured hand.

He knew that it was his injury that stimulated Chang Xiaoqing——

If it is said that Lin Mao treats Chang Xiaoqing with affection and fatherly affection, then Chang Xiaoqing treats Lin Mao differently.

Lin Mao knew a long time ago that Chang Xiaoqing might have put all his attention on himself.Even if a falling flower fell on Lin Mao's body, in Chang Xiaoqing's view, it was like a sharp knife falling on his heart.

Lin Mao secretly regretted it, protecting him in front of Chang Xiaoqing, but it made people completely confused.

"I'm really fine, it's just a small injury."

Seeing that Chang Xiaoqing didn't respond, Lin Mao whispered again.

He really didn't lie this time.

At the very beginning when a piece of flesh on his arm was taken away by the flower vine, Lin Mao was in so much pain that he could hardly stand up, but when Jia Ruo escaped from the flower vine, Lin Mao paid attention to the weird monk, and when he was distracted, he went back to When he came to his senses, he found that the pain in his arm had subsided a lot. Even though the wound was dripping with blood, it didn't hurt when he swung his arm.

"Master, I will kill him."

It's a pity that Lin Mao's comfort did not comfort Chang Xiaoqing.

The more Lin Mao mentioned the wound, the darker Chang Xiaoqing's eyes became.

He kept staring at Jia Ruo, whose face was clean and straight, and his eyes were gloomy, all the while falling on Lin Mao.

And Chang Xiaoqing's killing intent became more and more violent, almost swallowing him completely.

Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at Jia Ruo and Chang Xiaoqing, couldn't hold back, and took a few steps back.