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Chapter 64: Xie Jianhuan

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    Xie Chuncan's cries had been choked to the point of hoarseness. Luo Jiujiang took a deep breath, wrapped his arms around Xie Chuncan's shoulders and neck, and swung his back. The movement was decisive and neat without any delay.

    He couldn't stay in this underground palace full of flower seeds any longer, so he still searched for a way out to see if Xie Chuncan could recover from the illusion outside.

    Even in such a situation, he also paid great attention to avoiding Xie Chuncan's left wrist, and did not touch the three congealed and valgus wounds on his forearm.

    "Brother Xie, don't cry, I'll take you away." Luo Jiujiang murmured, as if to listen to Xie Chuncan who was delirious behind him, and as if he wanted to repeat the past oath again, "We leave the underground palace, and we also leave  In this dead world, I will take Brother Xie to see the sea."

    Xie Chuncan on his back was still sobbing. He repeatedly apologized to his father, and kept begging for mercy from the perpetrator who only existed in his memory. The weak and young shadow of the past covered the nineteen-year-old Xie Chuncan, almost obliterating his entire body.  Gone was the whole existence of the cynical and humorous youth.

    The flower seeds in the surrounding palms are black and oppressive, blocking the light, but they are not as dark as the old mud.

    Xie Chuncan was still crying intermittently, and his tears fell on Luo Jiujiang's shoulder one after another like broken strings of beads. The warm salt water made an unhealed wound on Luo Jiujiang painful, and also wet him.  The blood-colored small characters, the small characters will not fade when exposed to water, but they will become more vivid and coquettish after being soaked.

    I don't know if I felt the "purity" made by the day after tomorrow, the black flower seeds became more and more dense, and after the changes visible to the naked eye, they were so thick that they were like fog.

    Luo Jiujiang tore off the few fabrics on his body to cover Xie Chuncan's mouth and nose, and then dealt with himself briefly according to the law.  In the short time he put Xie Chuncan down, the black flower seeds in this underground palace swelled even more violently. They were as dense as tides, swelled like waves, and more dangerously like a huge mouth, as if they were alive.  Staring at the two of them, waiting to swallow them whole at any time.

    Rao is based on Luo Jiujiang's powerful perception ability, and the range is also limited within three steps by these flowers in his palm. With one hand, he pressed Xie Chuncan behind his back tightly, and with the other hand, he used his spiritual energy to push away the darkness in front of him, like breaking through waves.

    After walking for about half a stick of incense with a groping attitude, Luo Jiujiang felt that the aura in a certain direction became stronger.  He turned from good to bad, and he was already prepared in his heart that there might be a trap there.

    After a cup of tea, he stood in front of a stone platform.

    There are many rare and rare treasures displayed on the stone platform, there are always more than a hundred pieces here and there.  Most of them are magical medicine pills that foundation-building monks can use, and a storage bag is thoughtfully placed next to them, which is very convenient for Luo Jiujiang to keep them all in his bag.

    However, Luo Jiujiang only took a quick look at this, and then put his attention on the ordinary stone platform.  After confirming again and again that there was no organ on the stage and no message, Luo Jiujiang sighed, first bowed to the stone platform, and then solemnly said: "This thing is tied to the life of a young girl, and the younger generation is self-reliant."

    He raised his hand and took away a bottle of Jidan, other than that, he didn't even take a second look at other items.

    Luo Jiujiang took Xie Chuncan up again and took three steps, and then there was a whistling in the back of his head.  He turned his head quickly, and saw that many flower seeds in his palm were condensed into a hard piece, and countless messy strokes surfaced on this special ink board, and finally pieced together a sentence, "Why only take a bottle of Jidan?  "

    "This item is related to the life of one of my companions."

    The board that was completely composed of tiny black dust-like flower seeds trembled, and the next moment, the word "only" protruded greatly, like an emphasis with an accentuated tone.

    "Is this?" Luo Jiujiang smiled wryly, "First I was protected by the senior agency and escaped from the hunt, and then I was instructed by you in my dream.  Running away with a burden I haven't cultivated such a thick skin for eating and taking."

    There are all kinds of things on the small table, and there are more than a dozen kinds of weapons alone. It is obvious that they are not prepared for Luo Jiujiang alone.  It would be too impolite of him if he swept it all away in a big way.

    This disgusting death filled Luo Jiujiang with anger and hatred, but it was not enough to change him into a completely different person.

    He was still the young man who, when he first entered the death area, even if he wanted to take a leather robe from the dead man who had confronted him with swords not long ago, he would first bury the dead man six feet deep to ensure that the dead body would not be humiliated.

    The words on the ink board gradually faded away, but the flower seeds that were condensed into plates by external forces had not yet dispersed.  The master who was manipulating the flower seeds seemed to be thinking about something. After two or three breaths, a line of words slowly appeared on the blackboard.??

    With a low groan in his throat, he opened his eyes almost blankly.  Two lines of unfinished water were sliding down the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were also soaked red with salty tears, but the black eyes were innocent and clear, as if his soul was still left in that illusion, the one he loved so much  Family members never leave.

    Following the movement of his eyes opening, Xie Chuncan slowly exhaled a puff of black air from his mouth and nose, and when he looked carefully, it turned out to be a large cloud of black particles as small as dust, each of which was the seed of a flower in the palm.

    As the black air left Xie Chuncan's body, his expression gradually became clearer.  From grief and guilt to harshness and cruelty, and then from ridicule to playfulness, in just a short moment, he seems to have gone through more than ten years.

    He grew back into the Xie Chuncan that Luo Jiujiang knew well.

    It's just different from the Xie Chuncan Luo Jiujiang knew. The Xie Chuncan in front of him had holes in his eyes after the old scars had been torn apart.  Numbness and confusion after the pain.

    "Jiujiang," Xie Chuncan sighed to himself, his eyelashes were trembling, they were glued together by tears, and at this moment they looked extraordinarily black, "I just, you just knew"

    "Hush." ??Luo Jiujiang pressed his finger on his lips, and never mentioned the past that Xie Chuncan cried and confided in his nightmare. He raised his head and watched as the "purity" disappeared slowly.  Huazi in the palm went: "Brother Xie, look, it's dawn."

    The flower seeds in the palm that covered the sky and the sun like dark clouds and tides spread out, so in this underground palace that was several feet deep underground, a ray of skylight also flowed from the cracks in the stone bricks.

    This light is still very dim, but it is enough to clearly illuminate the stone stairs spiraling up not far away, which is the way to return to the ground from the underground palace.

    Xie Chuncan stretched out his hand in a daze, and the pale golden sunlight shone straight down, silently covering his fingertips.

    "I got the Foundation Establishment Pill, you and I will go out of the underground palace first. When Miss Xiaoren advances, none of the four of us need to stay in this ghost place anymore." Luo Jiujiang stretched out his hand and pulled Xie Chuncan up from the ground  , and repeated, "Brother Xie, don't cry, it's dawn."

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