“Cough, cough, cough…”

Vera coughed in the thick smoke. She tried to get up from the ground, but felt a sharp pain in her back. Vera reached out and touched it, and saw a shocking red. In a hurry, she could only put up a fighting spirit to defend herself, and then she was swept away by the explosion.

The surroundings were silent and in the smoke, Vera could not see the other two people. After resting for a while, the demon girl struggled to get up from the ground and called softly: "Master Xiu... Mr. Du Ze?"

No response.

Verla walked in the direction of her memory. She first walked to where Xiu was originally, but she didn't see anyone. Verla began to walk towards the most violent explosion. After a while, she saw two figures leaning against each other. Xiu had his back to Verla, holding the person in his arms. His body was severely damaged by the explosion, and there was deathly aura lingering in the torn parts. With the replenishment of the surrounding undead aura, the lich's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The smell of burning and blood in the air became stronger and stronger. Virla walked to Xiu's side and looked at the dying black-haired young man in the lich's arms in shock. No matter from which angle, the human was dead. Even with the lich's buffer, the human was too close to the Fire Lord. The sharp stone fragments penetrated his chest directly, and the red blood kept coming out. Among all the races, the strongest is the dragon race, and the weakest is the dwarf, followed by the human race. Virla was surprised and puzzled, thinking, is he really just a human and not a dragon?

Xiu held the almost silent Du Ze in his arms. For the first time, Verla saw the lich's face full of confusion and bewilderment. He froze there, as if he was afraid that if he moved, the young man in his arms would stop breathing.

——Why is he so scared?

This person can only stay with him.

——Even though this person is dead, he can still make this person into a death puppet and keep him by his side. Why is he so anxious?

This person is different.

——Since when did he start to think so?

This person is important - why is this person important?

Verla took several steps back. The lich in front of her was emitting a terrifying aura, making her feel that she would be killed the moment she got close to it.

Xiu frowned, trying to find a way to save Du Ze - no need to save him, as long as he could keep the person in his arms alive until midnight, he would not die. However, all he could use at this time was the undead magic that represented death and torture.

Since the undead won't work, Xiu thought coldly, let's change to one that can be used.

White flames burst forth, illuminating the blood rune on the torch.

Verla covered her mouth in shock. She watched the human with brilliant golden hair reach out his hand and gently press on the wound of the black-haired young man. In the volcanic cone filled with the breath of the undead, a faint light of healing suddenly lit up.

The jumping light element squeezed out the dark element and the fire element, and was summoned by magic, attached to Xiu's hand. Under the effect of the healing spell, Du Ze's chest stopped bleeding, but his face was still pale. This was just a drop in the bucket. The light elements on the other side of the continent were too few, and Xiu could only use the most basic healing spell. Xiu's hand could no longer leave Du Ze's chest. As long as his magic was interrupted for a moment, Du Ze would stop breathing.

As time went by, Xiu's face became paler and paler. In the end, it was hard to tell who looked more like a dying man, his face or Du Ze's. Vera finally couldn't help but say, "He's already beyond saving..."

"Shut up!"

Vera opened her mouth, but chose silence in the end. If Alice were on the verge of death, she would never give up even if it was a waste of effort.

The demon girl in blue couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she looked up at the sky. In the purple sky cut by the crater, the moon of different colors slowly rose to the top as always. They would not stop because of anyone's death. Vera felt very uncomfortable, and even felt that the faint moonlight was dazzling.

The night was so long.

There was a sound of something being pulled out, and Verla turned around in surprise. She found that Xiu had pulled out the sharp-edged fragment from Du Ze's body and threw it aside. Verla's line of sight followed the sharp-edged fragment that rolled out a bloody path and looked back. At that moment, she really thought she had seen a miracle.

The handsome blond young man lowered his eyes, and the black-haired young man's intact appearance was reflected in his blue eyes. There was a beautiful arc at the corner of his mouth, as if he was calling the name of the person in his arms. The next moment, Xiu fell to the ground unconscious while holding Du Ze.

***

Du Ze had another dream, but this time the amazing thing was that he knew he was dreaming.

It was pitch black all around. Du Ze first looked down at his chest and touched it randomly. Before he lost consciousness, he felt a sharp pain there, so deep that he could feel it even in his dreams.

[……you……]

The sudden sound startled Du Ze. The sound seemed to come from an old telephone. It was very intermittent, noisy and disturbing.

[…Why…I’m dying…where are you…]

This time Du Ze listened carefully and barely understood what the other person said. For some reason, Du Ze felt that the voice seemed to have been heard somewhere before. When Du Ze was about to speak, all the noisy sounds suddenly disappeared, and the entire darkness returned to its original silence. There is a phrase that can very aptly describe this situation: the connection is broken.

Then Du Ze woke up.

The sight was jumping, the orange-red flames were emitting light and heat. A figure sitting next to the fire turned around. It was Vera. She was very surprised to see Du Ze in a daze: "Mr. Du Ze, you are awake."

Du Ze just wanted to get up, but found that he couldn't move easily - he was being held tightly from behind by someone. Du Ze turned his head with difficulty, and the first thing that jumped into his field of vision was a brilliant golden color. A handsome blond young man was lying behind him, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, and his long eyelashes were illuminated by the firelight, casting fan-shaped shadows.

Du Ze was silent for a moment: Don't think I won't recognize you just because you changed your username - what the hell happened? Why did the protagonist suddenly change channels?

Verla was very considerate and explained everything to Duze.

"... Master Xiu held you tightly, so I couldn't separate you. I had no choice but to find this place to rest for a while. Now it's the second day."

With the help of Vera, Du Ze finally crawled out of Xiu's arms. Because the supplies prepared before were sufficient, they planned to stay here until Xiu woke up.

Du Ze has been sitting next to Xiu these days, staring at him in a daze. The man in front of him has dazzling blond hair and perfect facial features that seem to have been carved out by a master with his entire life. Such a person can be considered the most qualified protagonist. He has a handsome appearance, unmatched talent, and countless admirers. Du Ze saw the shadow of his former high-spirited self in Xiu in front of him. Du Ze's mood is particularly complicated, and this incident also reminded him: he seems to be too dependent on the original work? Because he lost consciousness, he didn't feel much, but after hearing Vera's description, Du Ze felt deeply afraid and guilty - especially when he heard Vera say that Xiu tried so hard to save him.

Du Ze stared at Xiu blankly until he looked into a pair of sky-blue eyes. Xiu woke up at some point and was looking at him calmly.

Du Ze, who was caught red-handed, turned his gaze away stiffly: "...You're awake."

Xiu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the back of Du Ze's neck. The warm throbbing from his fingertips showed that this person was alive and well and was right beside him.

"Well, where's Vera?"

"Take a shower. There's a hot spring nearby." This place is not far from the lava field. Vera found a hot spring in the lava field, so the clean-loving girl would go there to clean herself every day.

Du Ze suddenly remembered that he had not yet had time to hand over the Fire Lord's inheritance to Xiu, and he almost died for that thing.

"This is for you."

Xiu looked at Du Ze's palm, where there was a pair of rings with silver-white rings. One of them was inlaid with red crystals and the other was inlaid with blue crystals. The style was simple but very generous.

Du Ze had not lied to Xiu before. The Flame Lord really had good stuff. The rings in front of him were the biggest reward after the protagonist defeated the Flame Lord - a pair of space rings. No matter which YY text, the protagonist must have a magic weapon: a space ring, which is one of the necessary equipment for murder, arson, and stealing. And generally speaking, space rings are very rare, and only the protagonist can buy them in bulk or mass produce them. In the original text of "Mixed Blood", when the protagonist found this pair of space rings in the Flame Lord's heritage, he already had better space equipment, so he gave this pair of rings to the sisters. The sisters who received the rings instantly became very fond of the protagonist, and they were moved to marry him immediately.

Xiu stared at the pair of rings, his gaze somehow complicated, as if wavering, a little hesitant, and finally concentrated into an unfathomable determination to obtain them.

"Is this for me?"

Du Ze nodded. Thinking of the protagonist's previous stupid behavior, a fool was afraid that Xiu didn't know the correct way to use the rings, so he reminded him: "You can give it to someone you like."

Wen Yanxiu looked at Du Ze deeply and put the ring away.

"I will."

The human Xiu was indeed easy to talk to. The undead Xiu looked at him gloomily while he was talking, which made the socially challenged Xiu weak before he could even say anything. Du Ze thought this was actually a good opportunity, and he said to Xiu, "I have something to tell you when we get back to the mainland."

At that time, I will definitely find a reason to make you melt!

"Okay." Xiu did not refuse. He looked at Du Ze, smiling, his eyes unfathomable: "I have something to tell you too."

"I'm back... Master Xiu, you're awake!"

Verla came back with a flushed face, and was surprised to see Xiu. Although Verla was full of doubts about Xiu's transformation, she wisely chose not to ask anything. She only needed to know that her master was strong and could bring her strength.

Seeing the subtle atmosphere between the two, Verla suddenly felt that she had come at the wrong time. She cautiously suggested, "Do you want to take a shower?"

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Xiu stepped on the corpse of the Fire Lord, and suddenly a light flashed in the corner of his eye.

Huh?

He jumped to the throat of the Fire Lord and found a pair of silver rings, one of which was inlaid with red crystals and the other with blue crystals. Xiu picked them up and found that they were a pair of space rings with a space of about 10 square meters.

It's just ordinary stuff, Xiu thought. But he could give it to someone else, since he didn't need it anyway.

——Excerpt from "Mixed Blood"

The author has something to say: Protagonist: I agreed.

Reader:?

Protagonist: Your proposal.

Reader: What!?

Protagonist: Bridal Chamber (Drag the reader away)

Author: On the correct use of space rings.