In the sound of the dripping rain, everything became quiet, like diving into the water, leaving only a sense of emptiness without any other sound.

The black brick and white walls of the small town on the hillside were hidden in the rain, and the atmosphere of human life was gone in an instant, as if it had never existed. The teachers inside also disappeared. On rainy days, they all had their own favorite things to do. Some lay on the bed to sleep, and some went to make a bowl of hot and sour sweet potato noodles, which had to be spicy, sour, and hot enough to be suitable for such good weather.

The snowflakes melted a few days ago. The college has spring all year round. The snow doesn’t stay for long, but people can stay for a long time, witnessing the coming and going of the snowflakes, and also witnessing the cycle of countless years.

On the way back to the room, Xia Xiao kept holding his chest, and it was difficult for him to straighten his waist. Shu Shuang had exhausted her energy before, so she could only support him, and Ju Mang and Xiao Ran were shielded from the rain, but not a single drop of rain fell on them.

It was a cold rainy day, and the drizzle made them look even more miserable. This was a tradition of the academy. Before or after encountering difficulties, there were always special teachers to help. They were like timely rain and charcoal in the snow. But they would not take the initiative to show up during the difficult times. Because Xia Xiao and his friends needed to grow up, and the premise of growth was to face up to things. Facing up to things required courage, determination, and extraordinary courage!

After entering a corridor, Ju Mang and Xiao Ran stood on both sides, fearing that Xia Xiao might get into an accident. Shu Shuang kept muttering words to comfort Xia Xiao, telling him to walk slowly, saying that it was okay and that she was here for him.

Xia Xiao had never been so depressed before. Even the most intense battle would not have led to this state. But at this moment, he sat down on the ground in a very shameful manner, and let out a deep scream of extreme pain.

Seeing the one you love suffer is probably the most painful thing. The day pattern on Shu Shuang's arm lit up. She felt Xia Xiao's pain, but she could do nothing.

Xia Xiaoru was in a state of confusion, forgetting where he was, and there was only darkness before his eyes. He was nailed to the wooden stake by a sword intent, and a golden sword kept piercing his chest.

Is this the violent sword intent of the golden spirit beast? Was it intentional or was it an unintentional power?

Xia Xiao had no answer, no one could decipher it for him, he wanted to cover his chest, but he couldn't bend his arms. But next to Shu Shuang, he frantically protected his chest and passed out.

From the town till now, Xia Xiao had not been caught in any rain, but he was soaked, and his clothes could be wrung out of water. The weather was cold now, but Shu Shuang didn't mind. She carried him on her back and took him home in the cold.

After passing the corridor, the alley, and the eaves, Shu Shuang, trembling all over, pushed open the door and put Xia Xiao on the chair in the living room. Then she boiled water and got a towel to undress him and wipe his body. As for the wet patch on her back, she could take care of it later. Shu Shuang always did this, putting Xia Xiao first.

Shu Shuang closed the door and left only a window open for fear of catching a cold. Outside the window, Ju Mang and Shu Shuang were floating in the air, being showered with nectar. Although it was very comfortable, they could not help but marvel at it.

“Spring is coming too fast.”

"That's good too. Everything will come back to life."

Ju Mang's long hair is the same as Xiao Ran's. Because it can control the wind, it does not fall on his shoulders because of the rain. Instead, it is still elegant and handsome. But the revival of all things is not a good thing. The emperor hidden in the depths should not wake up, otherwise it will be a huge disaster.

Xiao Ran felt that she had said something wrong and was ready to apologize to Ju Mang, but the latter shook his head slightly, looked at her gentle figure in the rain, and said softly:

"We grew up in the rain, and he will also face the challenges head on."

With a slight nod, Ju Mang and Xiao Ran touched the ground with their toes and wrapped themselves with their wings.

In the halo, vines grew from their toes and bodies, some of them dug into the ground and became roots, some of them spread out and grew into branches. The branches stretched out very wide because they could catch more rain, and the roots were deep because the vitality on the mountainside was very abundant. They could absorb the vitality through themselves and increase the strength of Xia Xiao and Shu Shuang.

Since they knew about the golden spirit beast, they have been thinking of ways. Huodou is fire, Xiaoyu is water, and it is difficult for them to do much in this academy, but Ju Mang and Xiao Ran can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and feed it back to their own body.

Gradually, Xia Xiao and Xiao Ran turned into two trees. One was emerald green, with slender leaves like thunder and lightning. The other was white and red, stunning in the rain.

One is deep green and the other is white and red, like half of a heart, they stand together and begin to absorb the vitality of the college, which is like a mountain that reaches the sky.

Xiao Ran gradually became more unscrupulous under the guidance of Ju Mang's vitality. She was a little worried at first, but gradually became bolder because she found that no matter how much vitality she absorbed, it was not as much as the vitality generated by Tongtian Mountain's own breathing.

The light in the room was dim, perhaps because of the few raindrops outside the window, but underneath it, Shu Shuang helped Xia Xiao back to bed, covered him with a warm quilt, and then began to undress, thinking about herself.

Holding her belt with her small hands, Shu Shuang turned around to look at the naked Xia Xiao and closed the door.

At night, Xia Xiao was unconscious and just sleeping. The golden spirit beast hadn't awakened yet, but its sword energy was already everywhere, worthy of being a divine being. But how could Xia Xiao subdue such a being?

Without any of the five elements, Xia Xiao would die. Because the connection between him and Ju Mang does not rely on a spiritual contract, it cannot be signed or untied, but is a natural and natural product, a whole. Once the whole is separated, it will be incomplete, problems will arise, and his life will be in danger.

Faintly, Xia Xiao heard a knock on the door in his mind, which kept ringing faintly.

Shu Shuang. Xia Xiao's first reaction was to call her name, but he fell into a coma and thought he was speaking, but in fact he was still silent. Xia Xiao realized that he was dreaming, and he didn't speak, so he forced himself to open his eyes.

This feeling was too fake, and could only be described with fake words. Xia Xiao's eyes seemed to be sewn shut, and the needle and thread were repeatedly threaded, making it impossible for him to lift his eyelids. It felt like there were mountains on his body, and Xia Xiao could hardly sit up. But the more this happened, the more he struggled, as if he was quite unwilling to do what he wanted to do.

Even when Xia Xiao fainted, he was still angry with himself. In his opinion, in addition to absorbing vital energy, eating, sleeping, and loving someone are also cultivation. What kind of attitude you put forward will determine what kind of harvest and outcome you will get. Although many things in the world contradict this principle, Xia Xiao still woke up.

Because of the rain outside the window, the room was very dark, much darker than when it snowed. It was still spinning and rolling, which made Xia Xiao's heart sink, but the knocking on the door continued.

This was the kind of sound Xia Xiao hated the most. It kept knocking without any rhythm, always urging him, as if he was in a hurry, as if he was asking for help. As long as one had a rich imagination, this knocking sound would have countless different meanings, which would make people upset and nervous.

Who would knock on the door at this time?

Xia Xiao opened the door of his room. The familiar living room was dark, and the door opposite Shu Shuang was closed. Logically, Shu Shuang would run faster than him in such a situation, but she didn't move at all.

The knocks on the door continued, Xia Xiao was annoyed, but subconsciously he was afraid. This dark environment, coupled with the cool rain, was a perfect scene for murder. Picking up the machete, Xia Xiao went to open the door. When he walked towards the door, it was like walking towards an ancient fear.

"who?"

Xia Xiao asked first, but no one answered.

"who?"

Xia Xiao asked again, and then he put his palm on the handle, but no one spoke. Xia Xiao was afraid, but he didn't know where this fear came from. He had killed so many people, walked so many places, and been through so much rain, so why would he be afraid in the rain at night?

Xia Xiao pulled the door back, and a burst of air suddenly rushed towards him.