The system said that the world they were in was the story in the book, and the book was based on the protagonist’s adventure.
The male protagonist is the core of this book and the most important factor. If the male protagonist is gone, the book will be ruined.
At this moment, Yi Tianling was lying there, hard as a popsicle, his face as pale as a ghost, not looking like a living person at all.
Ning Xianyu was terrified and dragged Yi Tianling back, shouting for help.
After shouting twice and getting no response, she was so scared that she almost cried.
Xuanyuan Tunhan came out of the house angrily and saw her dragging Yi Tianling in her arms in panic, anxious as if a relative had died.
"What are you yelling about?"
He didn't know why, but seeing her so nervous made him feel uncomfortable.
Ning Xianyu shouted anxiously: "Grandmaster, please have a look, he is dead, he is dead."
Big devil, please save people quickly. The male protagonist is the essence of a book. Without the male protagonist, the world will collapse and you will be doomed too.
Xuanyuan Tunhan felt more and more uncomfortable and said angrily: "The person is still alive."
Alive?
Ning Xianyu dropped the man and pointed to him: "Look, it's all frosted."
How could a popsicle still be alive?
Even if she has little education, you can't lie to her.
The male protagonist Yi Tianling did not get the respect he deserved and was thrown on the ground like trash. It was so miserable to watch.
Xuanyuan Tunhan looked over with disdain and glanced at him twice: "Alive."
Ning Xianyu wanted to go over to take a look, but Yi Tianling was picked up by the big devil and thrown into another room.
She wanted to go and take a look, but was chased out by the big devil.
[Tongzi, what is the big devil doing in there? ]
The system said: [If you are brave enough, put on the glasses and see for yourself. ]
Ning Xianyu wanted to put on her glasses to see, but her hands were shaking a little.
After a while, the big devil came out.
"The person is not dead, you are not allowed to go in. He will be fine in a month."
Ning Xianyu asked with concern: "Is he really not going to die? Will he be well in a month?"
Xuanyuan Tunhan said angrily: "Then why don't you go and save him?"
This woman can't even protect her own life, but she cares a lot about others.
Ning Xianyu thought about it and laughed awkwardly: "I don't know, haha, ancestor, you have great magical powers, what you said must be right."
She gave him a thumbs up and a "you're awesome" sign.
Xuanyuan Tunhan snorted and went back to the house.
Ning Xianyu followed behind and asked, "Grandmaster, do we have to stay here for a month and wait for Yi Tianling to wake up?"
Xuanyuan Tunhan didn't say anything, but he didn't deny it either. I guess this should be the case.
Ning Xianyu scratched her head again: "Well, what are we going to do next?"
He opened his eyelids and said, "Wait, change back to your body when the time comes."
When talking about changing back to the body, Ning Xianyu gritted her teeth and always felt like her neck was about to break.
She touched her neck and asked in a low voice: "Old Ancestor, didn't you go to the Demon Realm just for the Blood Origin Stone? But the Blood Origin Stone is really of no use to you?"
Seeing how unhappy he is, I guess the Blood Stone is really useless.
After putting in so much effort but failing repeatedly, she probably wouldn't be in a good mood if she were in her shoes.
Xuanyuan Tunhan looked at him coldly: "What do you want to say?"
Ning Xianyu smiled flatteringly and said, "I just want to ask, why did you return the Blood Source Stone so easily?"
After going through so much trouble to get it back, why don't you do more research on it?
Xuanyuan Tun said coldly: "The Blood Origin Stone belongs to the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm cannot be without the Blood Origin Stone."
In other words, he had no intention of monopolizing the Bloodstone from the very beginning.
Ning Xianyu was immediately filled with awe. She didn't expect that the big devil had such a strong sense of the overall situation.
Seeing her expression of admiration, Xuanyuan Tunhan couldn't help but glare at her again.
Ning Xianyu asked again: "If the blood source stone is useless, what are you going to do in the future?"
The Blood Stone is useless. Doesn't that mean the big devil will have to carry his inner demons with him for the rest of his life?
Since he can't ascend, will he kill her to vent his anger?
Xuanyuan Tunhan chuckled: "You really hope that I can get rid of my inner demons and ascend to heaven soon?"
Ning Xianyu nodded obediently and said yes.
She really hopes that the big devil will ascend to heaven as soon as possible.
When he left, she wouldn't have to worry about her life anymore.
But Xuanyuan Tunhan said: "The blood source stone is useless, so we can naturally find other ways, and I have already found a way."
Ning Xianyu asked curiously: "What method?"
Xuanyuan Tunhan pointed to a large tripod in the corner of the room and asked her to take a closer look at how finely crafted the tripod was and how unique its shape was. It was big enough to hold a person.
Then he said, "You have eaten the Nine-branched Cobra and have seen the Blood Source Stone. I think that if I boil you into soup and drink it, it will definitely help to get rid of the demon in your heart."
As he spoke, he flicked his fingertips and a spark flew straight into the cauldron, which then caught fire.
Ning Xianyu covered her face in fear.
"I am not delicious, I am not delicious, please let me go, I really am not delicious."
"Besides, this body is yours. Please be kind and let me go."
Help! The big devil wants to eat people, she doesn’t want it.
The system was also holding its head and shouting: [The big devil is going to eat people, help, what should I do? ]
The noise they made was louder than that of more than a dozen people, and it gave Xuanyuan Tunhan a headache.
But he found it quite amusing to see how scared she was.
"Can you please not eat me?"
"No, you have to eat."
Xuanyuan Tunhan used magic to seal her mouth directly, but she was still chattering to the system in her mind.
He felt it was noisy and took out some wine: "Drink."
Ning Xianyu drank the wine while crying.
[This must be the beheading wine. I didn't expect to die here. Sister System, you must save my life.]
The system cried and said: [I will try my best, host. I will set up a memorial tablet for you and remember to visit your grave on Qingming Festival.]
[Go to hell, the more you talk about it, the more unlucky it becomes.]
Ning Xianyu finished the wine and soon felt her vision becoming blurry. The system seemed to have crashed and then went silent.
It was finally quiet, and Xuanyuan Tunhan was very relieved.
Throw Ning Xianyu on the bed and let her lie down.
He left the tent, set up a barrier around it, and then came back.
According to the time calculation, the woman will be able to make a wish in half a month.
Then, I can get rid of this body.
Xuanyuan Tunhan sat in the bed and thought for a moment, then looked at his hands.
It is very soft, weak, and lacks spiritual power. The spiritual body is not tempered enough. Such a body is too difficult to use. Moreover, there is no talent. It is actually a mixed spiritual root.
He didn't want to use this body any more.
But this woman is still useful and should be kept by my side.
He took out the extremely cold spring water, poured half of it into the big cauldron, then took off his clothes and soaked himself in it.
The spring water was extremely cold and the body froze as soon as one entered it. Even someone as patient as Xuanyuan Tunhan couldn't help but shiver.
But he stood still, sitting in the cauldron, feeling the extremely cold icy spring water tempering his body bit by bit, and then tried to mobilize his spiritual power to widen his spiritual veins bit by bit.
This woman has a very poor foundation and needs to improve a lot.
It's a good deal for her, as she doesn't have to worry about protecting her life all the time.
Ning Xianyu didn't know what was going on. She was drunk and turned over and fell off the bed.
Xuanyuan Tunhan frowned, moved his spiritual power slightly, and covered her with a quilt.