After marrying the disabled warrior king

Jiang Jin was brought here again, his face turned pale in an instant, childhood memories flooded into his mind, he looked at Ying Shaoan standing in front of him calmly, "Crazy, are you crazy?"

Jiang Jin's whole body was shaking, and he didn't know whether it was from fear or what.

Ying Shaoan beckoned, and Shen Muting was helped out. He was blindfolded, his white clothes were not stained with any dust, and even if he was a prisoner, he never showed the slightest embarrassment.

Jiang Jin felt that his heart was bleeding, he felt that Ying Shaoan was completely crazy, so what if he found the bones?The ancestors will never be able to come back to life again. How can the fate of his body be solved except death? Can he kill all the people in the world?

The Ying family is the legend of the Three Kingdoms, the secret of the Three Kingdoms, and the unspeakable, unspeakable, and unmentionable of the Three Kingdoms. Why did they enter the world alone?Wouldn't it be nice to find a place to live in seclusion?

A sob choked in Jiang Jin's throat. Although he had revenge, he still had to pay for it. Enough is really enough.

"Shao'an..." Jiang Jin's voice trembled slightly, but Ying Shao'an didn't turn around.

Chu Ling came slowly from the back of the carriage, and the bell rang crisply between his feet. He paused behind Ying Shaoan, looked back at Shen Muting who had been a quiet prisoner, and said to Shaoan, "Are you sure?"

Ying Shaoan lowered his eyes slightly, "Fifty percent."

He only has five levels of confidence.

"Is it worth it?" Chu Ling asked softly. To Chu Ling, it wasn't worth it.People are born with only one life, and Ying Shaoan is so crazy just to get rid of his so-called "fate", which is not worth it in Chu Ling's eyes.

What could be better than being alive?

Ying Shaoan doesn't seek power or status, and he really doesn't understand why he believes in that illusory fate.

does it worth?

Ying Shaoan also asked himself secretly: Is it worth it?

Before meeting Shen Muting, Ying Shaoan would feel that it was not worth it, he was struggling in the illusory fate, and he was already planning to accept his fate, but when he met Shen Muting, his blood had miraculous effects, he could free himself from this illusory fate in the eyes of others destiny.

Shen Muting is his hope to survive, he bet everything on Shen Muting.It doesn't matter whether Shen Muting helps him or not, he doesn't fight with the sky, he just wants to live for himself once, and he just wants to live for himself once.

"Go in!" Ying Shaoan turned to Shen Muting and said, "Mr. Shen, the road is not easy to walk, you have to watch your step."

Shen Muting heard the rustling sound, which was very familiar to him, he had jumped among these things countless times before, beheading them.

He knew that Ying Shao'an was very human, but...is it really as he thought?If this is the case, then Yue Zhuming guessed what he was thinking, wouldn't it be fatal if he followed?

There was an unnoticeable sharpness flashing across Shen Muting's face, and the hand behind his back made some unintelligible gestures, ordinary people would only think that he was just flexing his fingers when they saw it.

Qiu Xuan looked at it from a distance, and instantly frowned, the son asked him to stop the prince, don't go in, and let him not go in either.

How dangerous is something that the young master is afraid of, how can he let the young master ignore it?

Qiu Xuan quietly disappeared, leaving a firefly mark on the spot, telling Fuqin and the prince not to come in for the time being, waiting for his signal.

Ying Shaoan led Shen Muting into the narrow path where the stone statue stood.

Entering the narrow passage, the voice next to Shen Muting's ears became clearer, and there was a "hissing" sound from time to time, like a snake's letter, but not quite like it.

Jiang Jin staggered slightly to Shen Muting's side, and handed him something in his hand. It was round and warm, and Jiang Jin didn't know how long Jiang Jin held it, but there was a slight agitation from the stone. Voice.

That's—an egg?

Jiang Jin didn't say a word, he just thought that this thing might save Shen Muting's life.

Back then, he relied on this stone to survive.

Pedestrians on the road were speechless, their footsteps were uneven and cautious, only Ying Shaoan's footsteps were ahead, showing no signs of timidity.

I don't know how long they walked, but Ying Shaoan's voice came, "Here we are!"

The accompanying people were startled by the scene in front of them and their hearts beat faster. What's more, they directly pulled out their waist sabers and looked around defensively.

There was silence all around, Ying Shaoan walked towards Shen Muting, and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Shen, I'm going to take off the cloth strips."

Shen Muting didn't make a sound, he already sensed where he came, but he didn't expect that the number was even bigger than he imagined.

Monsters, monsters everywhere they are now.

When the blindfolded cloth fell down, Shen Muting realized that Ying Shaoan had actually brought him to an altar. The altar was surrounded by stone statues of different ages. Among them, the stone statue of Jiang Jin when he was young was impressively listed. .

Jiang Jin closed her eyes in despair, unable to look back, he could not hold Ying Shaoan.

"Fifth prince, the seal." Ying Shaoan stretched out his hand towards Chu Ling with a smile on his face. Chu Ling beckoned, and someone immediately handed over a brocade box respectfully, and a green seal was standing in the box .

In the emerald green seal, there is actually a touch of emerald green flowing.

"Then, the agreement between this hall and you has been fully completed." Chu Ling tilted his head and glanced at Shen Muting. Shen Muting's eyes fell on the seal of the brocade box, and did not look at him.

Chu Ling beckoned, and led a group of people wearing scimitars away towards the way they came.

Scimitar, crescent knife!

Shen Muting lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, he finally remembered why he felt the ringtone was familiar, he had heard the ringtone when the original owner Shen Muting was in confinement in the Duke's Mansion.

He always thought that Crescent Moon Knife was from Mali Beiguo, but he didn't expect it to be the Fifth Prince of Chuchu.

Ah!

The corners of Shen Muting's mouth curled up slowly, he looked straight at Ying Shaoan, already guessing what he wanted to do, and said, "I can't save you."

The purpose of Ying Shaoan bringing him here is very clear, Ying Shaoan wants him to save him.

If he can't even save himself, how can he save others?

In Shen Muting's life, apart from saving Yue Zhuming, there was nothing left but killing. In his life, there was only escape and killing.

"I have to try it." Ying Shaoan looked straight into Shen Muting's eyes, the eyes of both of them were very calm, the same white clothes, the same calmness, but Ying Shaoan's calmness Full of sadness.

"Shao'an..." Jiang Jin stood in front of Shen Muting. After the fifth prince's people left, there were only three of them left in this deep forest.

Ying Shaoan looked at Jiang Jin, "Xiao Jin, you should leave too."

Jiang Jin shook his head, "You can't kill him."

"When did I say I was going to kill him?"

"But you want his blood, what's the difference from killing him." Jiang Jin's eyes were full of heartache, and after speaking, he slightly tilted his head and said to Shen Muting, "I'm sorry, I have no intention of lying." And he also guessed that Shen Muting must know that he had What he concealed, but did not expose him, was to lure Shaoan out.

He has always been certain that he has something to do with Ying Shaoan.

But what he doesn't know is that Jiang Jin is dispensable to Ying Shao'an.

"If it goes well, I'll only want [-]% of his blood." Ying Shaoan's tone remained calm.

Jiang Jin shook his head, "It can't be done, can a person live without three layers of blood?"

The answer is yes, Jiang Jin knows.But as long as Ying Shaoan moves his hand, will he only need [-]% blood?No, he will bleed all the blood from Shen Muting's body, and he may not let him get rid of that fate.

"Shao'an, don't do this." Jiang Jin protected Shen Muting behind him like an eagle guarding a chick.

But Jiang Jin did this not to protect Shen Muting, but to protect Ying Shaoan. If Shen Muting died, Yue Zhuming would surround and kill Ying Shaoan at any cost. Even if he succeeded, he would not be able to get rid of death.

Jiang Jin knew it, and he believed that Ying Shaoan knew it too.But even if he knew, he still insisted on going his own way. Jiang Jin didn't understand, why all this?

Is it so important to him to get rid of that so-called fate?Don't you think the so-called fate is ridiculous and empty?

Ying Shaoan looked at Jiang Jin calmly, his eyes passed through Jiang Jin, and fell on Shen Muting.

Shen Muting lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly, his lips curled slightly, even facing the current situation, he did not show the slightest fear.

Shen Muting would not try to figure out Ying Shaoan's mood, that kind of mood he didn't want to recall.

The current Ying Shao'an gave Shen Muting the illusion of seeing himself in his previous life.At that time he was still young, he hated the sky and the earth, hated why he had such a physique, he didn't sympathize with Ying Shaoan, and he didn't want to empathize with him, Shen Muting hated his former self.

If it is fate, Ying Shaoan will sacrifice his blood now, this is a feeling that Shen Muting hates very much.

He is not a god, he is just an ordinary person, the special body is neither what he wants nor what he thinks, he hates those inhuman lives, he just wants to be "normal", but what is normal?

At this moment, what flashed in Shen Muting's mind was Yue Zhuming's face, and by Yue Zhuming's side, Shen Muting felt that he was just an ordinary person.

Yue Zhuming needs him, but it doesn't need the blood flowing in his body, nor does it covet his flesh/body.

"But I don't want to save you." For those who were hostile to him, Shen Muting would rather watch them die than end their lives with his own hands.

It doesn't matter if you say he is cold-blooded, no matter what you say about him, he will never do stupid things that hurt himself to save unimportant people.

"You will save." Ying Shao'an said firmly.

He knew Shen Muting's weakness, and he had already planned everything. Everyone in Shengxuan Capital said that Shen Muting planned strategies after Yue Zhuming, but according to Ying Shaoan's observation, this was not the case.

If Shen Muting had no worries and no weaknesses, it wouldn't matter whether he could plan a strategy based on his ability. If he wanted to, it would be easy for him to stir up chaos in the world by himself.

But Shen Muting didn't do that, he was willing to nest in Zhan Wang's mansion, and make devious plans for Zhan Wang, he was really ruthless, but it was all superficial.

With just one sentence, Shen Muting sensed something else from Ying Shaoan's tone, and those fox eyes immediately became particularly sharp and cold.

His eyes were upturned and he was born with a smile, but now his face was slightly gloomy, with a bit of seductive evil.

The cool wind blew by, and the two looked at each other from a distance, with invisible swords and blood in their quiet eyes.

Jiang Jin still maintained that posture without moving.

Ying Shaoan stepped down from the altar and said to Jiang Jin, "Xiao Jin, come down."

Jiang Jin looked older than Ying Shao'an, but he insisted on being called Xiao Jin.

Jiang Jin didn't move, just said: "Shao'an, you can't kill him."

His figure standing in front of Shen Muting is obviously weak, but it is as tough as if it has taken root and sprouted on the ground.

Ying Shaoan lowered his gaze, scratched his finger, dripped onto a stone wall on the edge of the altar, and immediately embedded the three seals.

Bright red blood swims in the shallow gullies.

"Shao'an..." Jiang Jin pursed his lips, he really didn't care about himself.

Jiang Jin turned around, pushed Shen Muting, and said sharply, "Go quickly." After saying that, he rushed towards Ying Shaoan.

Ying Shaoan didn't dodge or dodge, he caught Jiang Jin and threw him behind him.

Shen Muting turned over and landed on the ground, but his feet were entangled by weird vines.

They were covered with thorns all over the body, directly tied into his flesh through the cloth.

They seemed to take root in his body, and the familiar yet unfamiliar pain swept towards him.

Those "monsters" roared and howled in his mind, and the denials of "I'm not a monster" on the verge of collapse made his brain ache.

Shen Muting's face turned pale, and he raised his eyes with a smile, "Ying Shaoan, who are you?"

He also has things that only exist in the last days, and he also regards him as a panacea that can save his life.

Shen Muting is a human being, why don't people in this world treat him like a human being?

He is alive, right?

"Shen Muting, let's go!" Jiang Jin blushed anxiously, trying to drag Shen Muting, but was dragged back by Ying Shao'an with a sullen face.

Shen Muting hadn't been angry for a long time, every time he saw the furious Yue Zhuming, the anger in his heart would be soothed by the furious Yue Zhuming, but now, Yue Zhuming was not by his side.

Shen Muting tore off the twisted vines that entangled his feet, and walked towards the direction where Ying Shaoan was, step by step with bloody footprints.

The smile on his face was gentle, his skin was so white that it was almost transparent, and the blue blood vessels on his neck gradually darkened.

"Is there any more?" Shen Muting smiled and approached step by step.

The ground began to shake, and the smell of blood stimulated the sleeping monsters around to gradually wake up.

Ying Shaoan didn't expect Shen Muting's blood to be so violent. Originally, he only knew that Shen Muting's body was different from ordinary people, and he was going to exchange blood with him, but he didn't expect such a scene at all.

Ying Shaoan recalled the first time he collected Shen Muting's blood, and those things reacted weakly.

That is……

"You tampered with your blood." That assassination, and the subsequent temptation to force the palace, Shen Muting was just acting for him?

"What do you think?" He has suffered too many losses in this area, how could it be possible for Ying Shaoan to get it so easily?

Ying Shaoan's expression changed, and all the twisted vines around him were knotted together, covering the sky and the sun.

Ying Shaoan pulled out the soft sword at his waist, turned around and stabbed violently behind him, those twisted vines with thick arms immediately tore a gap, and Ying Shaoan threw Jiang Jin out with his backhand.

"Shao'an—" Jiang Jin's voice was piercing.

In the mottled light and shadow, Shen Muting smiled and looked at Ying Shaoan opposite.

Those twisted vines coiled around Ying Shaoan automatically, and in his palm, there was a green ball, with traces of cherry-colored streamers surging in the center of the ball.

At this moment, Shen Muting understood.

The seed, the ball in Ying Shaoan's hand, is the seed of the twisted vine.

"I was born with it." This thing was brought out from his mother's womb. Every family member has one in their body, and the birth of every family member is accompanied by the death of their mother.

When he was young, no matter where Ying Shaoan went, death would appear. He was a monster. He once thought he was a cursed monster.

At ten months old, he had to learn to eat and dress himself, and his life since he was a child was dark.

Ying family, they were born to be cursed.

They won't see the light of day until they gain control of their bodies.

But the first thing Ying Shaoan did when he was ten years old was to kill all Ying's family members.

That time, it was the year Jiang Jin was caught as a sacrifice, he gave Jiang Jin an egg and let him go.

As the last member of the Ying family, his status is lofty in both Chuchu and Mali Beiguo, because his ability can enhance their military strength, and while enhancing their military strength, they can also kill people.

The blood in Ying Shao'an's hands has gathered into a river, but these are not what he thought.

He doesn't want such a lofty position, he just wants a freedom, a relaxed freedom.

"Master Shen, you will be willing to save me." Ying Shaoan turned his head and glanced at Jiang Jin outside. He was entangled by twisted vines, but not parasitized by twisted vines. They also liked something more - Shen Muting.

The twisted vines scrambled towards Shen Muting, and a light condensed on Shen Muting's fingertips. The light was sharper than a sword. With a wave of his hand, all the twisted vines were burned and fell to the ground twisted.

"What? Are you threatening me with Yue Zhuming?" Shen Muting's face was stained with blood, his smile was still calm, "I'm not threatened by anyone."

Yue Zhuming is his weakness, he admits, but if because of him, the first person in his life who has no desire for him is involved, maybe he will die because of him, this weakness, he would rather not.

He will kill Ying Shao'an before Yue Zhuming comes, and end this nightmare that cannot be escaped even in another world.

Ying Shaoan smiled but said nothing, just tapped the ball in his hand lightly, the cherry-colored streamer in the ball flickered, and the twisted vines around it moved again.

They entangled Shen Muting crazily, as if they wanted to tear him apart, the bright red blood stained the vines, and those thorns crawled into Shen Muting's body consciously.

pain!

very painful!

He has been with Yue Zhuming for nearly a year, and this year is so relaxed that he seems to have forgotten the pain.

When the pain came back, Shen Muting felt like his flesh and blood were being torn apart.

Shen Muting's blood was draining rapidly, and it was regenerating rapidly. At the back, the healing speed of his wounds gradually slowed down, and the twisted vines that had penetrated into his body seemed to block every blood vessel, big or small.

Shen Muting's face became paler and his body became colder and colder, he grabbed the twisted vine that was half buried in his body with one hand, and forcibly pulled it out.

That piece of skin was torn apart, and the bones were faintly visible.

Countless strange things emerged from the altar, and all rushed towards Shen Muting.

Ying Shaoan watched calmly in mid-air, marveling at Shen Muting's amazing healing ability, he originally had some uncertain hopes in his heart, but now he is completely firm.

"Ying Shao'an——" A long knife cut off the twisted vines covering the surroundings. Qiu Xuan held the long sword, and the blade lay across Jiang Jin's neck. His body was soon covered with twisted vines. The vine pierced in, and Qiu Xuan's face was soon covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Qiu Xuan lost his way in the forest and found this place after wandering around for a long time.

If the prince moves quickly, he should be able to get here today.

"He doesn't care." Jiang Jin looked at Ying Shao'an and smiled, "He doesn't care about my life, it's useless to threaten him with me."

"Let my son go." Qiu Xuan's face was pale, and he ignored Jiang Jin. Jiang Jin felt that Ying Shaoan didn't care about his life, but if he really didn't care, why did those vines let Jiang Jin go alone.

Ying Shaoan's face remained unchanged, but the hand holding the seed tightened unconsciously, but no one noticed.

Over there, Shen Muting has torn off all the vines on his body, and his whole body has turned into a blood man. He raised his eyes to look at Ying Shaoan, grabbed a twisted vine, and twitched at Ying Shaoan who was in mid-air. go down.

But in the next moment, twisted vines covered Ying Shaoan to block it, and Shen Muting did not hurt Ying Shaoan at all.

At the junction of the Three Kingdoms of Chu and Chu.

Fu Qin looked at the firefly left by Qiu Xuan, then turned her head to look at Yue Zhuming worriedly, "My lord, the firefly is gone."

Yue Zhuming looked at the forest, "Search for me!"

It is impossible for Ying Shaoan to erase all the marks of his past.

"Search carefully." Fuqin also raised her sword and jumped up the tree. It was impossible for Qiu Xuan to cut off Yinghuo without leaving anything behind.

He wandered around on the road, and finally saw the mark left by Qiu Xuan in a relatively hidden corner.

"Don't go, stop the prince." The short five words made Fuqin feel like a thunderbolt, danger, the young master and Qiu Xuan are in danger.

But, he found out, why not tell the prince?

Qiu Xuan, do you think it is possible not to tell the prince?The son is the prince's life, and you are also my life!

"Fuqin!" Yue Zhuming was the first to see Fuqin whose complexion changed slightly, jumped up and saw the words next to Fuqin.

That character can't be called a character, it's not Sheng Xuan's character at all, but a simple drawing of them playing with Fuqin when they were young and making a typo.

"What is that?" Someone suddenly made a terrified voice.

Yue Zhuming and Fu Qin looked up at the direction of the sound at the same time, and heard a scream.

"My lord..."

Yue Zhuming didn't even notice Fuqin, and jumped over.

Fuqin followed closely.

It was a statue, and all the statues were entwined by vines. Upon closer inspection, those vines still moved lightly, tightening the statue.

"what--"

There was another scream, and a figure suddenly staggered out from the middle of the statue, "vines, vines, living vines."

"Twisting vines." Yue Zhuming immediately responded, "Don't get close to the vines."

But it was still too late, those vines were not only in this place, but also in other places, and the screams tore the eardrums.

Yue Zhuming was tortured by this vine for three years and couldn't stand up, but now...

He didn't mention this matter to anyone, and he also knew the strangeness of Shen Muting's blood.So, Ying Shaoan wants A Ting because of his peculiar blood?

How did Ying Shaoan know?

"Fuqin, you wait here, I'll go in."

"My lord..." How could it be possible for Fuqin to wait here and do nothing, but Yue Zhuming had already jumped in and didn't give Fuqin time to speak at all.

Fu Qin stayed behind to deal with the dozens of soldiers, settled them down, and told them to wait where they were, and then followed Yuezhuming into the narrow path of statues.

One after the other, they tried their best to hack and kill.

The more you twist the vines, the denser they become, as if they can't be chopped down.

Yue Zhuming's epee had been cut, but there was still no sign of Shen Muting.

"A Ting—" Yue Zhuming took the time to yell.

In Pan Qiu's rattan cocoon, Ying Shao'an ignored Qiu Xuan and Jiang Jin, looked back at Shen Muting, "He's here!"

Ying Shao'an is sure that Yue Zhuming will come, this is his chance for Yue Zhuming, and he must give such a chance.

Yue Zhuming is Shen Muting's weakness, without this weakness, Shen Muting will not submit.

Shen Muting did not speak, but lowered his eyelashes, and his shoulders shook slightly.

He directly cut his wrist, and the blood gushed out instantly, and he rushed towards Ying Shaoan with the blood, "Don't you want my blood?" Shen Muting's expression remained the same, "I for you."

He sprinkled all the blood on Ying Shaoan Xianchen's white clothes. The red on the white clothes was like blooming red begonias, and the begonias turned into crimson peonies in an instant.

Ying Shaoan didn't look down, what he wanted was not spilled blood, but condensed blood.

"Ying Shao'an—" A thunderous roar came, and Yue Zhuming's eyes were about to burst.

Through the gap of the rattan cocoon, he saw a blood-like figure in the cocoon, which was his A Ting.

His A Ting is so lazy, he will scream pain if touched lightly, but now, he is covered in blood, even the flesh is rolled up.

"My lord?" Qiu Xuan turned his head in horror, and saw Yue Zhuming holding the epee with a murderous intent, and the countless vines that vainly tried to wrap around him were cut off by his epee.

Not far behind him was Fu Qin who was running wildly.

When Fu Qin saw Qiu Xuan wrapped in vines, his eyes instantly turned red.

He bit his lips tightly and didn't say a word, he was afraid that he would cry if he opened his mouth.

He is not as resolute as Qiu Xuan, nor as forbearing as Qiu Xuan.

Shen Muting just looked at him from a distance, without moving a step, nor paying too much attention.

Ying Shaoan looked at Shen Muting, smiled and said, "Here we are."

"So what if it's here?" Shen Muting's attitude was indifferent, there were too many twisted vines in this world, more than Ren Shen Muting had encountered at any time, he felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.

Jiang Jin knew that he couldn't change Ying Shaoan's mind, did he ask Shen Muting?Ask him to save Ying Shaoan from this ridiculous and funny blood.

But would Shen Muting agree?

Is Yue Zhuming really that important in his heart?Is it important enough to convince Shen Muting?

Jiang Jin wasn't sure, what he saw was Yue Zhuming's contribution to Shen Muting all along, Shen Muting didn't seem to have done anything for Yue Zhuming.

"Master Shen, as long as you give me your blood, I won't do anything to the King of War."

"Do you want to try?" Shen Muting walked on the blood, seeing that Ying Shaoan seemed to be winning, a smile suddenly broke out on Shen Muting's face covered in blood, and that smile had a hint of madness.

He tore open the twisted vines blocking the way, and walked towards Ying Shao'an step by step.

Every step he took was extremely tenacious.

Ying Shaoan didn't know what he was going to do, he just frowned slightly, but Shen Muting clasped his fingers, and a lot of vines came towards him, Shen Muting bundled them one by one, one after another...

The original rattan cocoon was probably full of food and drink, very satiated, but now he is lazy.

"Ying Shaoan, maybe you don't know, my blood can cure you," he said softly, and after tying the last bundle, under Ying Shaoan's surprised gaze, he directly took a sharp twisted vine Chaoying Shaoan stabbed at him.

At the same time, Ying Shaoan also sensed Shen Muting's intentions, and suddenly crushed the seeds in his hand, and the cherry-colored streamer floated to the ground.

Shen Muting was still smiling, and flicked the vine in his hand a few times, the four cherry-colored streamers were directly strung together, struggling on the vine.

"Shaoan—"

"A Ting—"

"Son—"

A few bursts of shouts came, and Yue Zhuming rushed towards the center recklessly.

The huge vines that surrounded the two contracted violently as Shen Muting strung them, and Shen Muting rushed directly towards Ying Shaoan.

There were two sounds of "Puff puff", and two arm-thick vines pierced their bodies at the same time.

Ying Shaoan looked at Shen Muting in relief, Shen Muting mercilessly pulled out the sharp vines inserted in his abdomen, and all the vines collapsed as if they had lost their life.

Shen Muting had no strength left, so he fed the twisted vines with blood, so that they would have some gaps during digestion to set them on fire, he didn't know any other way to kill the twisted vines.

At the moment when the vines collapsed, Shen Muting didn't know if he could survive now, his eyes looked at the heart-piercing Yue Zhuming through the gap of the fall.

This person seems to be able to accompany him no matter in heaven or hell, but... Shen Muting doesn't want him to die.

Shen Muting closed his eyes tiredly, he was tired but also content.

At any rate, he had lived a "normal" life for nearly a year, and he should have died.

Crazy, perverted...

The pictures of the previous life appeared in his mind frame by frame, until he met Yue Zhuming.His fried hair, his kindness, his accommodating, everything about him...

Ah Ming, do you know what the imprint I carved on your back shoulder is?

Or do not know it.

The bottom of the feet was empty, the surroundings were dark, and Shen Muting felt that he had become smaller.

It was a small village, that's when he just remembered.

"Smile, my child is sick, can I ask your Muting for some blood."

That child seemed to be only a few months old, and when he saw Shen Muting, he burst into tears.

Shen Muting's wrist was cut open by his mother, and a bowl of blood was poured out.

Before this, Shen Muting didn't know how many bloods had been drained, and how many people had given up on being a doctor, and they all came to beg for a bowl of blood when they were sick or injured.

Thinking of it now, Shen Muting felt like he was a domesticated animal.

Later, Shen Muting found out that that mother was not his "mother", and he didn't know who his parents were.

Even where he goes to "study" every day, all kinds of equipment work on him, and he is very sober every time, watching where the limits of their experiments are.

They even opened his skull and looked at his brain.

It hurts a lot, but he can't cry out that it hurts, because if he shouts it hurts, he will have to face more.

He was actually very afraid of pain.

However, after living for so many years, only Yue Zhuming cared whether he was in pain or not.

Yan Changzhou Zhizhou Fuli.

When Fuqin saw the tear shed from the corner of Shen Muting's eyes lying on the bed, she was so excited that she trembled, "Young Master? Young Master? Are you awake, Young Master?"

Immediately, as if he remembered something again, he rushed out the door with a stiff posture, and fell down several times along the way, "My lord, my lord, wake up, young master is awake."

At this time, Yue Zhuming was being ripped apart by Yan Shifeng, picking out the twisted vines buried in his body.

Fu Qin leaned on the door suddenly, looked at Yue Zhuming with tears in her eyes, "My lord, my lord, my lord is awake!"

Hearing this, Yue Zhuming got up and ran towards the room where Shen Muting was. Every step he took would leave blood marks, completely ignoring the long knife mark on Gu Yan Shifeng's back caused by his violent movements.

Wake up, is Ah Ting awake?His Ating...

Yue Zhuming staggered, and when she got to the door, there was no movement on the bed, and Shen Muting was still lying on the bed.

With excitement in Yue Zhuming's eyes, she remembered to put on her clothes, and walked slowly into the room.

Every step he took was tenacious, just as he was desperately pulling those twisted vines back then.

Yan Shifeng then walked over supporting Fuqin. Fuqin pursed her mouth, and together with Yan Shifeng helped Yuezhuming into the house.

When the three of them arrived at the bed, Shen Muting's face was the same as yesterday, except that there were obvious crystals in the corners of his eyes.

Yue Zhuming sat on the edge of the bed, brushed the corner of his eyes with her hand, and said with a soft tone, "A Ting~"

Yan Shifeng looked at Fu Qin dissatisfied. Fu Qin was about to explain, but was stopped by Yan Shifeng.

Yan Shifeng gestured towards Fuqin.

Only then was Fuqin helped out by Yan Shifeng.

"You said you, you are not sure whether the young master is awake, what are you doing so excited?" Yan Shifeng scolded Fuqin.

"But, I saw the young master's eyelids move and weep. I really saw it."

Seeing that Fuqin was anxious, Yan Shifeng hugged his head in pain, and murmured, "I really saw it."

Yan Shifeng couldn't bear it, he didn't mean to blame Fuqin, but he was picking twisted vines for Yue Zhuming, and he slashed him for a long time for no reason.

Yan Shifeng patted him on the shoulder, "Young master will wake up."

"I know." Young Master is so strong, he will definitely wake up, definitely will.

"Are you going to see Qiu Xuan?" Yan Shifeng asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Fu Qin raised her head with tears in her eyes. Since she came back, Fu Qin has never seen Qiu Xuan. He was afraid that Qiu Xuan would scold him. This time he didn't listen to Qiu Xuan. Qiu Xuan was very angry. He would rather face As for the prince, he was unwilling to face Qiu Xuan's anger.

"It's better not to go, I have to take care of the young master."

Yan Shifeng: ...

He really didn't understand what happened between Fuqin and Qiu Xuan, so he could only pat Fuqin on the shoulder to show comfort.

In the room.

Yue Zhuming held Shen Muting's hand carefully, his face was very haggard, his eyes fixed on Shen Muting's face, he rubbed his hand with his stubble-covered chin, "A Ting, wake up Come on, okay? I'll be worried."

Every night, Yue Zhuming would come to share the bed with him. Although Shen Muting never stated that he was afraid of the cold, Yue Zhuming knew that he was afraid of the cold. Sometimes he seemed to be afraid of everything, and sometimes he seemed to be afraid of everything. not afraid.

"A Ting, wake up, okay?" Yue Zhuming gently kissed the back of his hand and fingers, and as she kissed, tears gathered in her eyes.

Shen Muting could hear Yue Zhuming's voice, but he felt that the voice was as unreal as if it was separated by a water curtain. It was pitch black all around him, and the moment the voice didn't appear, Shen Muting could see the light shining in the darkness. A little brighter.

"A Ming?" Shen Muting called out uncertainly, but the voice disappeared the moment he spoke, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

He hugged himself tightly in the dark, all around was cold and empty.

Soon, the voice appeared again, and the cold and empty surroundings seemed to suddenly appear a fire, which became very warm.

Yue Zhuming got on the couch, and gently hugged Shen Muting in her arms, "A Ting, your hands are not warm, so I'll cover them for you."

Yue Zhuming put Shen Muting's hand into her bosom, clamped his feet, Shen Muting's body temperature was very low.

"I know you like to be clean, don't dislike me, I'm really too lazy to move." Yue Zhuming leaned her head on Shen Muting's head, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to wake up now, I'll wait for you, wait If you've had enough sleep, you can no longer be so lazy, always lazy and don't like to move, your body will get worse."

He tilted his head and kissed Shen Muting's forehead, "I'll sleep with you."

The blood soaked the bed, Yue Zhuming felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't want to move, what if he moved and disturbed his Ating?He said so much just now, will A Ting think he is long-winded?

Yue Zhuming slept until the afternoon, and the blood on his body had already solidified. He opened his eyelids, but Shen Muting was still sleeping soundly.

"A Ting, it's time to get up and eat. You've been asleep for a long time." Yue Zhuming said to herself like crazy, "If you sleep any more, you'll never want to get up again in this life."

But Shen Muting in his arms remained silent.

Yue Zhuming's hand was on Shen Muting's stomach, where a big hole had been poked open at the beginning, but when they returned to Yanchangzhou, it had recovered as before.

"What should I do? I don't want to get up either." Yue Zhuming hugged Shen Muting tightly, "I'll sleep until you sleep, okay? I'll warm your bed."

The answer to him is still a room