Chen Qing Ling continues to be happy

1.2 Onset

The sun is getting stronger and stronger, and the pace is getting heavier and heavier. I don't know how long I walked, one day, two days?Wei Wuxian never looked back, because he was afraid, he was afraid to turn his head and see Lan Zhan's eyes, and his determination was finally shaken.He was also afraid that his face would reveal the condition of his body, so Lan Zhan would not let him go.

A drop of blood dripped silently, Wei Wuxian wiped his nose with his hand, wiped the blood with one hand, smiled, and said to himself: "It's really dirty, luckily Lan Zhan didn't see it." A moment of dizziness When it struck, Wei Wuxian couldn't move anymore, so he had to stop, and fell to the ground while supporting a tree beside him.

Little Apple snorted a few times in dissatisfaction and ran away to graze, "Hey...Little Apple" Wei Wuxian raised his hand, but really didn't have the strength to chase after him, so he sighed and closed his eyes.

The Sacrifice Curse was just a fragment, and Mo Xuanyu's spiritual power was low. After several consecutive vicious fights, Wei Wuxian felt as if his body had been hollowed out, becoming more and more uncontrollable.He knew that he couldn't last long, a year?half a year?Or a few months, and he might actually be leaving this time.He didn't want Lan Zhan to see his inhuman appearance, and he didn't want to die in front of him again.Taking advantage of Lan Zhan's opportunity to return to Yunshen's unknown place, he made a decision that it would be best to just leave without telling him.

Wei Wuxian said to himself: "Lan Zhan, would you blame me... just blame me, if it were me, I would hate this kind of person too, hehe..." Wei Wuxian laughed at himself , I wanted to smile, but I couldn't, with all kinds of emotions and helplessness, only a sigh remained.

Really dizzy, Wei Wuxian could only sleep for a while under the shade of a tree, hoping to feel better after waking up.

In a daze, Wei Wuxian saw his long-lost mother, still so gentle, humming a little song while supporting himself on the donkey, with the back of his father holding the rope in front of him.

"Mother, mother..." Wei Wuxian desperately stretched out his hand, hoping to grab everything in front of him, but he couldn't reach it, and couldn't grasp it no matter what.

"Mother, mother, why is this uncle crying... Does he hurt very much?"

"Mianmian, uncle is sick..."

"Why is this voice so familiar?" Wei Wuxian slowly woke up, and realized that he was dreaming just now. He heard the conversation between a mother and daughter. He really wanted to see who it was, but it was difficult to open his eyes.

"Uh...uh..." Wei Wuxian wanted to speak, but he could only babble, unable to make a sound.

"Ah, wake up!" The little girl's voice sounded again.

"Mianmian, bring the medicine here." The older woman lifted Wei Wuxian's head slowly, and carefully fed him the medicine with a spoon.The bitter concoction entered his mouth, Wei Wuxian frowned, instinctively wanting to vomit.

The voice sounded again: "Wei Wuxian, you have been in a coma for three days, if you don't want to die, just swallow this medicine."

"Mianmian, you are Mianmianluo Qingyang, hehe." Wei Wuxian drank a few sips of medicine, finally able to speak, and finally recognized who the voice was.

"You can still laugh, the doctor said that you are exhausted and are dying." Luo Qingyang said anxiously.

"Yeah, that's right...Miss Luo, I seem to, ahem, I can't see..." Wei Wuxian smiled weakly.