Yan Li's hand, which was swinging the sword, suddenly stopped. After a long while, he finally found his voice: "You're really crazy."

Does this sound like something a human being would say?

Wen Ze was indeed quite insane. Hearing this, he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he responded, "Ah Li should have known long ago, shouldn't she?"

He had been mentally prepared from the moment he took that step.

Yan Li tightened his grip on Xuan Shuang's hand: Is this something to be proud of?

"Ah Li, wouldn't it be nice to stay with me?" Wen Shanbai's wound was still bleeding, but there was no sign of panic on his face.

But this composure didn't last long. Before Yan Li could give him an answer, he suddenly went limp and fell straight forward.

Yan Li's pupils shrink slightly: A new type of staged accident scam?

She thought he had some great ability to stop her, but it turned out to be another case of him risking his own life.

She sighed, looked at Wen Shanbai lying unconscious on the ground, and finally squatted down.

"I really owe you something." Yan Li couldn't help but sigh after poking Wen Shanbai's cheek.

But she couldn't bear to see him die, and she kept muttering, "No, it's you who owes me. You haven't told me where the dragon is yet."

This time, we really suffered a huge loss.

She ripped open his shirt and stared at the somewhat horrifying wound, feeling a sudden headache coming on.

As Yan Li's natal magic weapon, the Xuan Shuang Sword leaves a trace of sword energy along the wound when it pierces the opponent. Although it is insignificant, it is not without impact.

For example, right now, looking at Wen Shanbai whose wound was still bubbling with blood, Yan Li really wanted to slap him awake and ask him what was wrong with him.

Even if you want to force her to stay, you don't need to use this method.

Yan Li slightly bent her fingers, tapped Wen Shanbai's body a few times, then lifted him up, threw him onto the bed, tore off a piece of cloth, and began to bandage him.

After finishing quickly, she didn't care much, rubbed her waist and lay down, pushing Wen Shanbai further inside.

They didn't treat him as a patient.

A long silence followed; the only sound inside the cave was the breathing of the two people, while outside, those 'things' were having a wild party.

The faster Wen Shanbai's life force dissipates, the weaker the power suppressing them becomes.

what does that mean?

Of course they're going to be free!

Freedom, who doesn't yearn for freedom?

They should have lived freely and unrestrained in the world.

Instead of feeling like a feast even when eating a piece of rotten flesh in this dark and sunless place.

This is an absolute disgrace, and an undeserved calamity that Wen Shanbai has inflicted upon them.

The flock of crows flew low again, emitting unpleasant cawing sounds, and landed on a few crooked trees.

Black snakes also emerged from the shadows, intertwining and overlapping each other.

Even centipedes with dozens of legs, as well as some insects whose species were unidentifiable, were surging out.

Densely packed.

In large groups.

Everyone eagerly awaited it.

Just when they thought they could finally see Wen Shanbai die and escape the abyss, that familiar power once again enveloped the entire abyss.

Instantly, they were on high alert and had no choice but to scatter in all directions, shrink back into the darkness, and pretend to be obedient.

Damn it.

If they anger this person, they'll have to pay with their lives.

On the stone bed in the cave, Wen Shanbai, who had been keeping his eyes closed, slowly opened them and looked at Yan Li beside him. Just like countless times before, he leaned closer.

He was eager to imbue himself with her aura, wanting to possess her and prevent her from thinking about anything else.

However, he was probably still concerned about his own wounds, or perhaps he was afraid that making too much noise would wake Yan Li up, so he restrained himself and did not dare to go too far.

Before long, Wen Shanbai looked at Yan Li beside him and closed his eyes with great peace of mind.

His Ah Li was too kind. With such a good chance to escape, he should have been more ruthless and killed him.

Wen Shanbai's lips curled into a faint smile, but her heart was pounding wildly, and even her ears began to turn red.

So, his Ah Li must love him too.

Wen Shanbai had long forgotten which year he had been at the bottom of the abyss.

They even forgot why they sealed the evil dragon in the abyss instead of killing it directly.

But at this moment, the reasons behind it are no longer important to Wen Shanbai.

…*…

Wen Shanbai slept for an extremely long time, so long that he was momentarily disoriented when he woke up.

The luminous pearl in the cave was completely covered by a black cloth. Sensing only endless darkness before him, he paused for a moment, then softly called out:

"Ali?"

Wen Shanbai's voice trembled slightly. It was as if he had returned to the old days, where all he could see when he opened his eyes was darkness, with no vibrant colors.

Even the life force was lifeless.

It's like being trapped in a swamp, sinking little by little until you die completely.

Those were extremely boring days, yet I was unable to end them.

At this moment, the only sound in the quiet cave was Wen Shanbai's own echo.

When he waved away the cloth and came to his senses, he realized that she was no longer beside him, and the shackles that had bound her were now being used on him.

That's truly impressive.

Looking at the shackles on his ankles, Wen Shanbai couldn't help but laugh. He bent his legs, leaning most of his body against the wall. Due to the large movement, his wounds began to bleed again.

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