Thousands of years ago, it was rumored that the heart of the Lycoris radiata demon had the power to bring the dead back to life.
Although the poison in it is enough to kill anyone of any cultivation level, Shen Wuyu still subconsciously feels that this method is fine.
Because apart from this, all the legends about Lycoris radiata have come true.
Souls from another world, healing relics, the ability to control life and death, causing chaos...
So this resurrection should not be fake.
The poison of Lycoris radiata is very deadly.
But how could I be poisoned by myself?
So this resurrection should only be effective on the Manjushage demon itself, right?
He cut out his own heart and ate it bite by bite while still having the last bit of life left. While waiting for death, he was also waiting for rebirth.
This should be the correct answer!
Just eating your own heart...
Shen Wuyou raised her bloodstained hand and tremblingly placed it on her chest. Due to the erosion of the toxin, she clearly felt that her heartbeat had slowed down a lot...
Bang...bang...bang...
It must be very painful to dig it out like this...
well...
Actually, she is quite afraid of pain...
It's a pity that it seems that no matter in her previous life or this life, she cannot avoid being surrounded by pain.
She sighed softly, closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and exerted force in vain on her right hand that was resting on her heart.
“Bang!”
The barrier was broken.
The figure that was like the dawn at the beginning has now become a ghost that lingers and seeks death.
"what are you up to!"
Ling Wangqing, covered in the dazzling snow-colored clothes, brought with him a chilling chill that shattered the barrier that she thought was indestructible.
His cold palm was tightly gripping her right hand which was about to cut open her heart, with such great force that it was even trembling slightly.
"Ling Wangqing...I don't owe you anything..."
The poison has spread throughout the meridians of her body, and the blood vessels in her neck are turning black and spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her bright red lips had already turned completely black, and tears lingered at the corners of her crimson eyes. Her gaze was somewhat unfocused, and black blood from biting her lower lip slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth. She tried to force herself to wake up, but it was of little use...
Even though she was in his arms now, tightly embraced by him, she could no longer smell the unique cool fragrance on him.
The five senses are gradually disappearing...
Ling Wangqing's stern face in his eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.
She felt that she must be hallucinating, otherwise how could she see the almost tangible worry on his face?
Oh, and his eyes seem red...
Is it heartache?
Will he be sad?
No, how could that be...
Yu Mo said that he had never killed any demon, and with his presence around, the long-dormant demon beast Shi Yuan also began to become irritable.
The bastard Demon Lord shouted at him, "Uncle."
He tried his best to stop her from killing the Demon Lord and even injured her for this.
If this was what he called "liking", then she would rather not have this masochistic "liking".
"I don't want to like you anymore..."
She murmured weakly, and felt a comfortable vitality in her body. It must be him who was channeling spiritual power.
Too bad, it's no longer useful...
Her body was in tatters and now, she had reached her limit.
My vision became increasingly blurry, and my head felt dizzy.
Finally, she dropped her eyes weakly and collapsed on his chest.
She didn't know what happened next.
All I know is that I opened my heavy eyes again, and when I woke up, I saw an endless expanse of blood-red...
Is she dead?
It seems to be floating in the clouds, with a light body moving with the wind.
It was like drowning in a vast ocean of blood. She could clearly feel the sound of flowing water, and could even feel the water flowing through every inch of her skin.
Gentle, soft, and very comfortable...
So this is what the world is like after death.
Her heavy eyelids kept twitching, and in the hazy state of her vision, she seemed to hear a distant call...
"Worry-free...God is worry-free..."
"Wake up...don't forget...your mission..."
"kill..."
【mission...?】
Kill what?
Who are you? What are you talking about?
She couldn't help but have some doubts in her mind, but she was too tired. In her drowsiness, the voice was sometimes clear and sometimes vague. She wanted to hear it more clearly, but she was powerless.
She slowly closed her eyes and continued to fall into sleep...
Half a month later——
Shen Wuyou woke up again, blinking blankly, only to find himself still in a sea of blood, with no support in any direction, like a boat submerged in water, floating up and down...
The world after death?
Why didn't she disappear?
Why didn’t you turn into a lonely soul?
With these questions in mind, she gently raised her hands, but felt a sense of resistance from the rippling water surface.
?
Is she really in the water?!
In the blood?!
hiss~
This scene is so familiar...
"puff--!"
She swam quickly out of the water and exhaled a breath of foul air.
The delicate eyebrows and eyes became even more charming and enchanting, and the aura of the whole body became stronger and stronger.
She's alive again!
No, to be precise, she did not die, and her cultivation level even improved a lot.
Her original cultivation level was revealed to be the eighth level of the Mysterious Rank, but in reality, she had already reached the second level of the Earth Rank. Now, she could clearly sense that her actual cultivation level had actually burst out to the eighth level of the Earth Rank!
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