"Don't cry, it hurts me." You, already badly injured, struggled to reach out and rub my head.
I bent down and lowered my head so that You wouldn't have to exert so much effort. "It hurts me to see you so badly injured."
"As long as you're alright, I'm fine. What's a little injury to a grown man like me?" You said with a smile, her eyes sparkling.
“Your injury definitely won’t heal anytime soon.” As I said this, I thought of something and raised my wrist.
"Stop! What are you doing?!" You grabbed my wrist.
"I..." I felt a little guilty meeting You's stern gaze, "I want to feed you my blood."
"I don't need it, don't hurt yourself anymore." You shook her head, pulled down my wrist, and held my hand with her other hand.
"But how will your injury heal? And this place is so remote, what if we encounter something strange again?" I was a little anxious. Now both You and I are injured. I'm a little better off, but You's injury is so serious. What if something else happens to you later?
"Don't worry, I've already set up a barrier here. Ordinary minor characters can't get in." You reassured me softly, then continued, "Although I'm badly injured, I'll recover quickly. Once I'm feeling a bit better, we'll return to the Heavenly Court."
"Okay." Seeing that Youdu had said that, I had no choice but to nod in agreement. "If you don't get better later, I won't listen to you anymore and will just shove it into your mouth. Anyway, you can't move right now."
You looked at me with a helpless smile and replied, "Okay." Then she closed her eyes and went back to rest.
I kept watch from the side. After a while, I found that there was no noise around, so I felt relieved. I glanced to the left and suddenly realized that something seemed wrong. I turned to the left and found the corpse of the ancestor of witches lying on the ground.
The Ancestor of the Witches? Is he really dead?
The corpse of the ancestor of witchcraft lay a hundred meters away from us. I felt uneasy looking at it; it was always a bit unsettling to see a corpse right in front of me.
I released a small flame from my hand, and with a flick of my finger, the flame flew onto the body of the Witch Ancestor, instantly turning his corpse into nothingness.
Now I can finally relax completely, otherwise I was always worried that the ancestor of witchcraft would wake up at any moment.
I glanced at You, who was resting with her eyes closed, and then I also calmed down and began to rest. My injuries had not fully healed yet.
Once we cultivators enter the cultivation realm, we lose all distinction between the sun and the moon. When I opened my eyes again, the crescent moon was already hanging in the sky. How much time had passed?
Oh right, where's You? I just realized You're gone. Wait a minute, You was just lying next to me. How could she be gone? I quickly got up and searched the vicinity, but I couldn't find a trace of her.
"You, where are you?" I shouted, putting my hand to my mouth. I've been looking for You everywhere every day, like a tadpole looking for its mother.
"Xin'er, you're awake?" You walked over from a distance. When she got closer, I could see the pheasant and rabbit she was carrying.
"You, why are you catching pheasants and rabbits?" I asked curiously as I took the rabbit from You's hand. It was still alive and furry. The rabbit was still kicking its legs when I took it.
"I thought you might want to eat roast chicken or roast rabbit, so I went and caught some." With a casual wave of her hand, a roasting rack appeared on the ground, and with a flick of her finger, a fire was lit.
"Should we roast this rabbit?" I hugged the little rabbit in my arms tighter, feeling a little reluctant.
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