Could it be that it has been able to survive until now just by relying on this blood?

Xiao Li cut his palm without hesitation, and his blood-soaked hand clung to the dried-up heart: "Rong Qing!"

The thunder around suddenly stopped, and the next moment, the heart greedily sucked Xiao Li's blood.

Blood wrapped around the heart, spreading around and soaking the bones, and soon flesh began to grow on it.

Muscles, meridians, blood vessels, and skin.

The blood of world consciousness is enough to revive the dead and turn flesh into bones.

I don’t know how long it took, but a pair of big hands grabbed Xiao Li’s wrist, and before he opened his eyes, he had already held him in his arms.

"His Majesty."

Xiao Li closed his eyes, and cold liquid slid down his face.

Do they really want to tear out her heart and bones?

When Xiao Li woke up, he was lying in a soft and gorgeous place.

Above was the pitch-black cave wall, with white light from lightning flashing.

The place where she was lying was rectangular, with green and white jade on all sides and dragon patterns carved on it.

Xiao Li realized where he was lying:...It turns out that the coffin was prepared for her!

Excessive blood loss made her feel a little dizzy. A tall figure approached, and a pair of big hands gently helped her sit up, then turned around and knelt in front.

Xiao Li looked at Rong Qing, who was only wearing a blanket wrapped around his waist. "...What's this look like? Where are your clothes?"

Rong Qing opened his mouth. He hadn't spoken for years, and his newly grown flesh and blood made him a little out of control.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, my clothes have been destroyed by lightning."

Rong Qing has the tallest body, but he is always the most loyal and humble in front of Xiao Li.

? ?Ten years ago, I wanted to write a sad story, but I couldn’t do it. Ten years later, I finally started it, but I still feel like it’s not quite there yet.

(End of this chapter)