Du Ze carried Xiu in his arms as he walked on the dark red land. He had been walking for a long time, but all he saw was a desolate land with no end in sight, and no signs of other living creatures.

The purple sky was gloomy and heavy, and the air was inexplicably stuffy, without a single breath of wind, which disappointed a fool who tried to find a way out using the old method. Du Ze had to stop and rest for a while after walking a certain distance. Although the protagonist in dwarf form was not heavy, it was still the weight of a child.

When the scumbag, whose combat power was negative, sat down again panting (?) to recover his physical strength, he heard a faint groan. Du Ze lowered his head, and the eyelids of the boy in his arms trembled. Finally, he opened his eyelashes with a little struggle, revealing a pair of beautiful amber eyes. Xiu, who had just woken up, seemed a little dazed and confused, looking at Du Ze's jaw in confusion as if he had no idea what was going on.

"...Du Ze?"

The little soft voice was no longer hoarse and low as when he was a ghost. It was a little awkward and clumsy because he was not used to the pronunciation of his name. Du Ze was instantly killed by the cuteness - my cute master couldn't be that cute!

Under Du Ze's burning gaze, Xiu reacted quickly. He looked at his shrunken body, and a trace of bewilderment and panic flashed in his big eyes. I don't know if it's because of his appearance, but Du Ze always feels that Xiu is just like a bullied child, waiting for adults to comfort him with wet eyes.

Yi Ye Zhi Qiu once said in a "Author has something to say" that the personality and appearance of the protagonist of "Mixed Blood" will be affected by the blood of various races, such as becoming an elf will make him more indifferent, becoming a celestial will make him more arrogant, etc. In response to this, 80% of the comments in that chapter were readers expressing their desire to spray the author with a face full of aunties: Nonsense, we only see black from beginning to end! The protagonist is falling apart from beginning to end! Cold and arrogant, what a piece of shit!

As one of the people who had expressed their intention to criticize the author's aunt, Du Ze, looking at the dwarf boy whose face obviously had more expressions than the ghost's coffin face, quietly withdrew from the group that criticized the author's aunt: Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

It is said that dwarfs are more sensitive, curious and stubborn...

But before Du Ze could break through his damn social barrier and say some domineering words of comfort, Xiu had already calmed down his surprise, glanced around, and asked, "Where is this?"

Having missed a chance to improve his favorability, Du Ze said coldly: "The mainland is on the other side."

As if in response to Du Ze's words, a gust of wind blew in from afar, making it hard for both of them to open their eyes. The gloomy air was instantly torn apart, and the purple sky seemed to be torn apart by the wind, revealing a scarlet bottom that covered the entire sky like the meridians of the human body, like purgatory.

Du Ze looked up at the doomsday-like scene in a daze, and suddenly felt his face getting cold, with water dripping on it - was it raining?

Du Ze's face turned cold, and his heart also turned cold. On the other side of the Chaos Continent, there are no four seasons, no weather, and rain only means one thing, that is, "elemental storms". Elemental storms are a specialty of the other side of the continent. Because of the special magnetic field on the other side of the continent, the elements here will randomly form storms and materialize to wreak havoc on the earth - why is the other side of the continent barren and desolate, with scarce resources, because of elemental storms; why are the elements on the other side of the continent thin, it is because elemental storms will consume free elements; why there are only cities but no towns or villages on the other side of the continent, it is because only main city-level buildings can defend against elemental storms.

Rain is formed by the water element in the elemental storm. I don't know if it's an illusion, but Du Ze felt that the place on his face that was hit by the rain began to itch and sting. Another drop of water fell, this time hitting Xiu's hand. You can clearly see that the drop of black rain has left a red mark on the white skin. Xiu frowned, and there was a faint smell of burning in the air. Both of them were silent, and instantly understood what this meant.

Among all magical elements, the characteristic of darkness is erosion.

Du Ze felt that he could write a novel called "Misery", and his luck level must be E: when he came to the alien world, the protagonist had already turned evil; when he left the Lost Land, he met a trio of people looking for trouble; after he reached the other side of the mainland, the elemental storm had been waiting for a long time - it must be that he didn't roll the dice for the character's attributes correctly when he traveled through time!

At first, there were only a few "raindrops", but gradually, they became more and more. Du Ze looked around, and there was no town or even a crack for them to hide from the "rain". It was all scarlet and hard wilderness. Xiu also realized that this was a desperate situation. The flax-haired dwarf stared blankly at the black rain falling from the sky. He was seriously injured, and his abdomen felt as painful as if it had been split open when he exerted force. He had no strength to escape from this death banquet.

The only action left is...

Xiu's vision suddenly shook, and he was put down. The only person who was able to move squatted in front of him with his back to him: "Come up."

The dwarf was stunned. He heard the voice that always had a strange tone saying, "Hold on to me."

After Du Ze waited for Xiu to lie on his back, he stuffed the doujinshi into his trouser belt, spread out his black robe to wrap the two of them, stood up and started running. The rain fell on Du Ze's skin in front of him, burning him. Du Ze felt that he had never been so tragic before. He was running with his life. The places on his body that were hit by the rain made a small sizzling sound. Du Ze vaguely smelled the smell of barbecue, three parts crispy, seven parts tender, and a bite of it was crunchy...

I bought a watch last year.

The black rain was getting heavier and heavier. Du Ze fled in the rain like a wolf. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not change the fact that he was in poor physical condition. Du Ze's breathing began to become heavy, and his steps became slower and slower. He felt as if his whole body was hung with hundreds of pounds of iron. Not only was it painful, but it was also so heavy that he could not lift his feet or use any strength. He could not remember how long he ran. All around him was a rain curtain formed by black rain, which continuously and cruelly wrapped the person in it, corroding and melting him bit by bit.

So tired, so heavy, so painful.

The black robe was torn, the hair fell off, and the flesh was melting.

From running to jogging, to brisk walking, to walking, and finally, the black-haired young man was literally moving step by step in the heavy rain, taking a deep breath after each step. He seemed to realize something, and then changed the small figure on his back to holding it in his arms to reduce the area exposed to the rain.

Why does he protect the protagonist so desperately? The protagonist abused him thousands of times, but he treated the protagonist like his first love - how saintly is he? Even though he must prevent the protagonist from dying because of the blood contract, but now he is so careful to protect the person in his arms from the rain, even if it is because of the zero-point recovery, this is too shameless, right?

…because it hurts.

If just the outer skin being corroded is painful enough, then when all the flesh and blood are melted, how can that person endure the despair that is more painful than death?

Du Ze hunched his back slightly and held the small figure tightly in his arms - this person was the protagonist of this world, and should have had a bright future and been loved by everyone. However, because of a word from a reader outside the world, all his flesh and blood were gouged out and he was abandoned by everyone.

When a book describes a person in pain, people outside the book will only have the impression that "Oh, this person is in pain." They know that the protagonist of "Mixed Blood" was in pain when his flesh and blood were cut out and when he was betrayed, but they have no idea how deep and deep the pain is, because it is not real. Only after experiencing these pains did Du Ze truly realize how cruel they are outside the world and how stupid and excessive he had done.

A huge feeling of guilt and nausea enveloped Du Ze, causing his heart to ache. Du Ze even felt a little discouraged: Is it possible for a protagonist who has been hurt like this to still be cute?

"...put me down and go away."

Xiu lay quietly on Du Ze's back all the way, not making a sound even when his wounds were torn open by the bumps. When Du Ze held him in his arms, he suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"I will end the blood pact, and you will not die because of me."

A blood contract is a unilateral compulsory contract. The main contractor has absolute control and whether to terminate the blood contract is entirely decided by the main contractor.

Du Ze was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was Xiu who was talking to him. His silly thoughts suddenly became confused. The protagonist actually let him go? The protagonist who didn't exploit others and only cared about himself was actually willing to be left here to die and let him go?

Du Ze cried, he really cried: Damn, my adorable master, you actually came back. Under the light of the Virgin Mary, the culprit who harmed you to such an extent suddenly believed in love again.

I swear on my life that I will send you to the throne.

Du Ze was about to express his loyalty to the protagonist who had finally become adorable, when someone else's earphones broke down again. This time it wasn't because they were out of battery, but because the black rain had melted the wires.

Du Ze... Du Ze took a deep breath: It's okay, I'm used to it, hehe, hehe, hehe... hehe...

——You are a spy sent by Yi Ye Zhi Qiu, right? I just want to improve my favorability, how can it be that easy? WTF!

Xiu only felt that he was being held tightly in Du Ze's arms. The black-haired young man had a cold face, bent his waist to protect the person in his arms, and continued to move forward in the highly corrosive black rain. The black pupils under the half-melted glasses were full of cold anger. This was the first time Xiu saw Du Ze's emotions so clearly. That person who was always serious... was angry?

Xiu lowered his head, his flax-colored hair drooped softly, and his expression was hidden.

I don't know if it was the return of the cute master that brought good luck, but Du Ze finally saw a hiding place after walking a few steps. It was a crack on the rock, about one meter wide, and not very wide. With Du Ze and Xiu's current size, they could barely fit in. Du Ze pushed Xiu in without hesitation, and then he also tried hard to get in.

Du Ze sat outside. Although he was still drenched by the black rain, the current situation was much better than before. Du Ze believed that he could definitely hold on until zero o'clock to restore. As expected, once there was a restore point, people's bottom line would be infinitely lowered, and they would be brave enough to challenge all kinds of death limits. Now they were safe, the cute master had returned, and what was waiting for them was a bright and beautiful future.

When Du Ze was looking forward to his bright future with the cute master, Xiu slightly turned his body, and grabbed Du Ze's index finger with his small hand, holding it tightly. Du Ze lowered his head to look at Xiu. The boy's face was very pale, and he didn't even look like a dwarf but a ghost. However, his amber eyes were unusually clear and bright. Du Ze could even see from his eyes that he looked like a zombie now: his hair was corroded and scattered, and his skin was burned off to reveal his muscles.

...Zero-point restoration is a good skill, right?

Then Du Ze saw the corners of Xiu's mouth curved upwards. It was not the sneer of the undead, but a pair of very cute dimples appeared on the dwarf's small face.

He said: "..."

In the face of Du Ze's seemingly clear but actually confused gaze, Xiu closed his eyes contentedly, hiding the darkness in his eyes.

*****

*****

He wouldn't tell that person that he had already discovered the crack.

He would just say to him: Let me go and go.

He doesn't tell the man that he will kill him the moment he abandons him.

He will only say to him: I will break the blood pact, and you will not die because of me.

He won't tell that person that he doesn't want to let go anymore.

He would just say to him: I got you.

The figure who was hunched over in the dark rain, protecting the person in his arms, held on tightly and never let go.

——【Black Box】

The author has something to say: Protagonist: I'm holding you tight. Reader: Please, please let me go. Author: The dwarfs are more sensitive, curious, and stubborn. Reader: Damn, that's called stubbornness, not stubbornness! It's still black! Please group up and spray LS with menstrual spray!