"Is it daybreak?"
"No, don't worry, sister. I'll be quick." Xiao Ren looked back at Feng Xue, who was covering her eyes with clothes, and continued to lower his head and use his teeth to tear an inner garment into strips to wrap the wound on his shoulder.
This was one of their secret codes, and it originated from the first meeting between Feng Xue and Xiao Ren. When Feng Xue had just arrived at the death zone and picked up the dying Xiao Ren, and didn't know the other party's growing environment, she was worried that Xiao Ren would be scared after seeing the bloody wounds on her body, so she blindfolded her, bandaged her, and told her that it was still dark and let her rest for a while.
At that time, the blood energy of the deadly land had not yet eroded Feng Xue to the point where she had to give up her cultivation. Blood was like a tempting snack to her. Although it made her drool, the willpower she needed to control this hunger was probably only equivalent to the torment she went through when she was losing weight in her teenage years.
However, as Feng Xue stayed in the death zone for a long time, the blood and energy invaded her more deeply. Now, let alone bandaging Xiao Ren's wound, she had to use all her restraint even to cover her head and not look at Xiao Ren who was treating his wound.
The snow cave where they were hiding was very small. Even if the two of them tried their best to stay away from each other, their backs would still be touching. The faint smell of blood was particularly noticeable here.
In the past, whenever the bloodlust in Feng Xue's blood surfaced, she would lock herself with a stone lock, shield her eyes, turn her back, and tell Xiao Ren to leave. But now, Hua Biliu, who had suffered a great loss outside, was searching for the two of them, so letting Xiao Ren escape was obviously unrealistic.
Fortunately, in this cave, there is something that Feng Xue covets much more than the small blade.
Feng Xue opened the clothes covering her head a little and stared blankly at an arm thrown in the corner of the snow cave.
The arm was severed at the shoulder, its skin white and delicate, and on its wrist was a red gold ring inlaid with turquoise. Every nail on each of the five fingers was crystal clear, having been intact on Hua Biliu's body just a quarter of an hour ago.
It was Hua Biliu's arm, and also a claw of his fellow Taotie, filled with spiritual power and flesh and blood.
Feng Xue pressed her stomach silently. Hunger burned her intestines like a flame, and the urge to eat was constantly eroding her will like a mouth opening and closing. Several times, she was in a trance, almost pouncing on it, holding the claw and chewing it with all her might.
...But that arm still retains its human form.
Feng Xue knew that the hand did not belong to a human. However, as soon as her consciousness returned a little, it was not difficult for her to recall the dirty memories that Hua Biliu had just brought out, which had been suppressed in the deepest part of her heart.
——"It's a coincidence that you are so lucky to have this once-in-a-millennium honor."
——"As a human being? You are stubborn and stubborn, willing to be lowly."
——"It seems you haven't understood yet."
"Never mind, you're half my daughter now... As the second Taotie in the world to reach adulthood, I'll reward you."
What followed were seven days of confusion and torment. Endless hunger followed her like a shadow and could not be escaped. She was driven by that strange power and finally bit and tore her own flesh and blood almost irrationally.
And then... in a trance, she saw a thin figure being thrown in, but at that time she was completely unable to digest and understand the meaning.
She pounced on it simply out of instinct, the instinct of this new body itself, and the instinct of a creature like Taotie.
When she regained consciousness, the broken head had already rolled in the dirty mud. Its two large eyes were still wide open, staring blankly at Feng Xue in terror. Their gaze remained fixed forever, and in her mouth was something... something...
Feng Xue suddenly shivered!
When she came to her senses, she found that the clothes covering her face had been thrown aside. She had held the arm in front of her without knowing when. Her lips were only a few millimeters away from Hua Biliu's elbow, and the sweet smell of blood had filled her entire nose.
Feng Xue threw her arm away tremblingly as if she had been burned by hot charcoal.
"elder sister?"
Feng Xue turned her head in a daze and saw Xiao Ren beside her.
Like many years ago, like countless times before, the small blade was less than a foot away from her. Her face and the rapier were both ice-cold, but her body was as warm as a fire basket.
Feng Xueru felt like she had found her backbone. She threw herself on Xiao Ren's shoulder and burst into tears.
Xiao Ren hugged Feng Xue back. Her movements were skillful, but her expression was still as awkward as the first time. In the past, when they were alone, Feng Xue had cried many times in front of her, but never like this, as if her soul was collapsing and shattering.
"Xiao Ren, Xiao Ren..." Feng Xue shivered continuously, and retched sounds came out from her lungs. Her voice was hoarse and broken, as if she was begging for help, "I can't vomit! I can't vomit!"
The past, like a cancer, clung to her. Before her eyes lay a bloody, mangled arm, the crimson color of despair exactly the same as in her memory.
…She opened her mouth, and the half of her arm fell to the ground, landing in a pool of blood. The splash of blood soaked her claws, which had transformed into beasts at some point. However, the fishy, sticky feeling still lingered on her tongue and in her esophagus.
She wailed in despair, the sound akin to the howl of a wild animal. Her helpless cries, drawn-out tones devoid of any trace of humanity, recklessly thrust her heavy, sharp claws into her mouth, scratching at her throat. Blood trickled from the wounds on her forelegs, where she had previously torn and swallowed. Her mouth was filled with the sweet, fishy taste of rust, but she couldn't tell which came from the cold, dead innocent and which from herself.
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