Free Wild 32
A half moon hung in the sky over the 'tumor'.
Although Tianfeng's body had been blocked outside by the seal ball, the black energy that escaped when it broke the seal still caused a huge impact in the past half month.
Animals contaminated by black air walked out of the forest.
Their eyes were dull and numb. They did not have the agility and panic of a large prey fleeing after being captured. Instead, they went from being the hunted to being the hunters.
The proportion of them infected is not large, but when viewed in the entire forest, the number of contaminated species is not small.
The river became a natural protective barrier. If they wanted to attack other tribes, they had to cross the turbulent river first.
The various defensive measures previously prepared by the various tribes came into play one after another. Whether it was ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years later, the choices made by each tribe were remarkably consistent. They gathered the immature children and cubs together to avoid contact with the adults participating in the battle.
Because the black energy was too strange, Ning Ren had said in advance that tribesmen without spiritual power should not be allowed to come into contact with these things. So they were so cautious that even tribesmen who had participated in battles and had come into contact with the black energy were not allowed to come into contact with the cubs.
In the past half month, some of the animals in the forest went out to search for prey in the distance, while more of them came to besiege the tribes on the other side of the river.
This river, which has nurtured countless lives, has been dyed red by the blood of battles many times.
Among the leading generals of the new generation, Wen Guang and Fan Ze are undoubtedly the best.
One of them is extremely talented, and the other is hardworking, becoming two unshakable rocks stationed along the river.
At this time, the battle paused for a while.
There were armor pieces or stone slabs stuck inside the clothes on the key parts of Fan Ze's body. His white hair, which was braided into thin braids, was tied up. It was unknown how long it had been since he had combed his hair. The white hair was stained black by the blood.
He did not let down his guard even during the break.
After taking a few gulps of cold water, he heard footsteps behind him.
Fan Ze said calmly, "I heard that you broke up with your clan. Breaking up with your clan at this time is not a good thing."
"It's not a falling out. My brother just doesn't agree with me planting the longevity spell on other members of the tribe." Wen Guang walked over to the dead tree trunk next to him and sat down. "I will convince him."
Behind Wen Guang was a figure covered in black cloth, standing silently beside him.
As soon as he arrived, the wisteria standing guard not far away immediately sent out a thin vine and wrapped itself around his wrist.
Wen Guang gently stroked the vines.
Fan Ze: "Is the teacher awake?"
Wen Guang: "Not yet, but the situation has stabilized. The witch doctors can't say when the teacher will wake up." He glanced at Fan Ze, "You should go back and rest. It's a good opportunity to see the teacher. Shan Ming and the others will come to replace you later."
Fan Ze didn't hesitate and shook his sore shoulders. He really needed a good rest.
After Fan Ze left, Wen Guang looked at the figure wrapped in black cloth behind him.
"Are you still used to being in the sun?"
The figure stretched out his finger, and the dim sunlight that shone through the dark clouds immediately burned his finger, leaving a burn-like wound.
Wen Guang said, "Take it back quickly."
The figure whispered, "Brother Wen Guang, it's okay. I've chosen to go with you, and I'm prepared for the worst consequences."
Wen Guang was silent for a long time after hearing this.
This man was a good friend of his when he was young. After he announced the method and consequences of longevity in the tribe, he was the first to stand up and follow him without hesitation.
Wen Guang is the curse mother, and only he can brand his fellow tribesmen with additional curses.
After the curse was branded, he discovered that the curse matrix in his body had extended a branch like a tree branch.
He can't get rid of it.
He tried hard to make golden patterns grow on his companion's wings so that he could stand in the sun normally like him, but no matter how hard he tried, he failed.
The moment the curse was fully formed, the companions whose wings did not have golden patterns gained something and also lost something.
"Wei Qiu, do you regret it?"
Wei Qiu retracted his hand.
His face was hidden under the black cloth. "I have no regrets. I just miss the sunshine a little bit."
Wen Guang was silent for a long time.
"I don't know why, but I always feel that only a long lifespan will allow me to survive the subsequent turmoil and continue the bloodline of my race. My teacher always says that I'm too obsessed, and maybe that's true..."
The Xi people live on the east-facing cliffs. They have worked hard for generations and happily greet the first ray of sunshine rising from the horizon every day.
That represented another day in their few remaining lives, and a reminder that they had to start working again today.
Their ethnic group is powerful, but most of them are peaceful in nature and are always content with the status quo unless it involves major racial issues.
He is the only freak out there.
The elder brother was the next clan leader, and after learning that he planned to curse some of the volunteer clan members, the gentle elder brother turned against him on the spot.
My brother said that he was going to drag the tribe out of the sunshine and into the darkness.
Once he does this, he will be cursed as a sinner for eternity.
After the tragic news that Wei Qiu would never see the light of day again spread, fewer of his tribesmen came to ask him for the brand because of the lure of life, but some still persisted.
Could he really bear to let the remaining people who were willing to follow him be cursed?
This question from the heart made Wen Guang's eyes flicker for a moment, but he immediately became firm again.
It’s not a matter of whether you can bear it or not.
This must be done.
Wei Qiu: "Brother Wen Guang, just do what you want to do. I think you're right. You have to live longer to hold on to more hope. You've even figured out a way to prolong life. Who knows, maybe while I'm still alive, I can touch the sun again."
Fine dust rose from the ground, and the wisteria vines, the main part of which was wrapped around the tree, instantly became alert.
"Wen Guang, here I come."
Wen Guang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, where hundreds of beasts were galloping.
He squeezed his wrist bones. "A bunch of prey waiting to die in the Great Hunt dared to cross this river?"
"Oi Qiu, go!"
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Fan Ze returned to the center of the tribes.
This is the safest place, and only cubs can live in it.
However, a secluded courtyard was specially opened up, and it was surrounded by selected elite soldiers and generals, who surrounded the courtyard tightly.
When Fan Ze entered, he had to go through two identification procedures before he could step through the door.
The courtyard was filled with the aroma of medicine.
Yu An pinched his nose, stared at the medicine jar with wide eyes, and fanned himself with the large leaves in his hand in a very regular manner.
Hearing the noise, Yu An turned his head and asked, "Fan Ze, you're here again?"
Fan Ze: "Well, I came to see how the teacher is doing."
"Do you want to go into the room?" Yu An said in distress. "Then you should clean yourself up first. My benefactor doesn't like dirt."
Fan Ze nodded, drew some cold water, and washed himself three times before he was clean.
He changed into the clean clothes that the witch doctor had left here.
Yu An poured the medicine from the jar into the bowl, held the bowl in his hand, and said as he walked in, "Come with me."
The two of them entered the small house in the yard, one in front and one behind.
The room was a little dark, and the dim light from the sky shone through the window onto the bed.
Lying on the bed was a man, half of his body hidden in darkness. The only arm exposed was his arm. The veins on the back of his hand were indigo-blue, his skin was pale, and his wrist bones were thin.
Ning Ren usually likes to eat, especially sweets, so despite his weak body, his weight is still maintained in a normal range. However, after not eating for half a month, his originally normal weight has lost a lot of weight.
Yu An administered the medicine first, then Fan Ze washed his hands and, with his spiritual energy flowing through his fingertips, massaged Ning Ren's bones and muscles. The witch doctor said this would prevent the teacher from lying down too long and cause stiffness, and it could also stimulate the teacher to wake up to a certain extent.
He and Wen Guang stayed along the river bank, and took turns coming over when they were tired. While taking care of the teacher, they also took the opportunity to rest for a while.
The massage usually lasts for one hour.
Yu An squatted at the door of the room, slightly lost in thought.
Ever since Chixing broke through the seal half a month ago, Benren's mother turned back into an egg, and Benren was injured and unconscious, he has been taking care of her here.
The mental barrier left on him by his benefactor before he left disappeared, but... he still couldn't use the mental power in his body, as if his benefactor had left something else in his body.
Yu An waved his fist and sighed.
He felt vaguely uneasy, but he couldn't tell why.
Why did his benefactor seal his mental power before leaving?
What Yu An didn't know was that the sealing seal left by Ning Ren in his body not only sealed his mental power, but also sealed the original black energy in the crack in the sky.
He left this seal not because he knew that the original black energy was in Yu An's body, but to take precautions in advance to prevent any possible danger. After all, the blood and energy that opened the seal contained Yu An's breath.
…
Ning Ren's consciousness was immersed in darkness.
He kept walking forward. He didn't know how long he had been walking before scattered points of light began to appear around him. The points of light gathered into a romantic river, flowing past him.
He took it and looked at it, only to find that these light spots were halos of memory.
The different colors of the light spots carry different emotions in his memory.
He touched a warm yellow halo of memory, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth: "...So warm."
The light dots lingered on his fingertips for a moment before gracefully departing. All of them were rushing towards a tanghuili.
Ning Ren followed these light spots forward and saw a dark vortex. All the light spots were sucked away by the vortex. Every time a light spot was sucked away, the halo of memory floating in his sea of consciousness became dimmer, and the memory in his mind became less.
He subconsciously reached out to grab it and keep it.
The light spot passed through his translucent body, gently brushed past him as if to linger, then flew into the vortex and disappeared.
The closer you are, the faster you will be swallowed up.
Some are struggling.
Those are the newest memories, they are fresh and powerful, and the most profound, so they can temporarily resist the attraction of the vortex.
This was the first time Ning Ren saw his memory disappear so directly.
Less and less, less and less...
His sea of consciousness, which was filled with these warm or sad emotions, seemed to be returning to its original dull and chaotic state.
He didn't reach out to stop it, nor could he stop it.
Ning Ren just sighed in his heart.
It's time to wake up.
But how much can I remember when I wake up?
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When Fan Ze was about to help the teacher turn over, he accidentally looked up and met a pair of unfocused eyes.
"……teacher?"
He blinked, then snapped back to reality, his eyes filled with surprise: "Teacher, you're awake?!"
Yu An, who was squatting at the door, turned his head away, paused for a second, covered his mouth, trying to hold back the little pearl that was about to fall out, ran to the bed, and stared at Ning Ren eagerly.
"benefactor……"
Their benefactor and teacher remained in this state for several minutes without any movement.
Ning Ren's eyes were filled with darkness.
[Mind's Eye] 13 days left to upgrade.
During these 13 days, he was truly completely blind.
The system was crying in his mind. Ning Ren first comforted it and asked about its current situation. Then, in the atmosphere where Yu An and Fan Ze couldn't breathe, he said, "... Help me up."
Fan Ze quickly reached out and helped Ning Ren steady himself, half sitting up, then immediately squatted down. "Teacher, how do you feel?"
As soon as he squatted down, the dim sunlight coming in from the window shone directly on Ning Ren's face.
His eyeballs felt stinging and a few tears came out.
Ning Ren subconsciously turned his head away to avoid the sunlight.
He has left the realm of a teenager and has become a young man. His white hair with a purplish hue is scattered on his shoulders and the edge of the bed. When he tilts his head, his shoulders prop up his clothes, making him look thin.
hiss.
In the final stage of the upgrade, his eyes seemed to become more sensitive than the last time.
...But when was the last time he upgraded?
Yu An and Yu Fan Ze looked at each other in bewilderment. Just as they were about to ask something, they saw their benefactor and teacher gently wiping away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.
He spread his thumb and index finger, pressing them against his temples, gently pressing to block out the sunlight. His face was pale, and his tone was casual and unassuming:
"...I can't see anymore. Find a piece of red cloth or leaves and cover my eyes."
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