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In the dark cave, the thick smell of blood diffuses out, and the blood drops down the stone slab in the white snow.
A faint voice floated out along the hole, vaguely hearing the man's hoarse and painful cry like balderdash: "I didn't forget you. I'm not what you think. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The day broke and the morning was light.
Qin Wuyan, who had a nightmare one night, slowly opened his eyes.
Lying on the cold stone all night, the fever on my body faded.
The smell of blood that didn't dissipate spread in his nose, and the smell of rust rolled in his throat. Qin Wuyan looked at the light outside the cave entrance, as if he had walked from Prajna hell, but the Lord of hell didn't dare to accept him and returned to the world.
He sat up slowly with his arm in his arms. The burning pain of the wound torn by the black bear on his body had been alleviated, the blood had coagulated, and he felt it on his unconscious leg yesterday.
Black bear bit by the deep visible bone of the leg has been swollen old high, heart like pain.
Qin Wuyan didn't even blink his eyes. He moved to the edge of the stone wall, stood up with the stone wall, dragged his lame leg and looked out.
Crows circling in the hillside, after the baptism of snow water, min aquatic body has begun to rot bit by bit.
The crow can't wait to stop on a nearby branch and peck min Shuishui's eyes. It can't distinguish the original face from the flesh.
Qin Wuyan stood at the entrance of the cave and watched the scene coldly. His whole body seemed to be soaked with a cold breath of indifference but bloodthirsty.
Indifferent, cold, heartless, as if a human machine without feelings.
Qin Wuyan saw for a while, and gradually realized that something was wrong. The crows here seemed to be much bigger than the crows he had seen before, just like eagles.
On a cold winter day, there are huge reptiles burrowing in the snow, which is also terrible.
Qin Wuyan sat on the bluestone board, crossed his legs, and began to polish the sharp stone in his hand. He sharpened one end of the stone as sharp as a sharp blade, and the other end of the stone as smooth as a handle.
At night, he lit a fire on the branches and grass in the cave, cut off the fur of the dead bear, cut the meat, roasted it on the fire, and swallowed it bit by bit.
In the daytime, he sits on the bluestone board to polish his weapons and observe the surrounding conditions. As night falls, he lies on the dry grass pile and forces himself to sleep with his eyes closed.
Nightmares come every night when he closes his eyes.
Those scenes that he had deliberately forgotten appeared in his dreams again and again, as if they were presented to him in essence
"We were born humble, not as valuable as a dog in a powerful family."
"You have nothing. What can you take to protect the people you want to protect?"
"This man's heart is heavy on punishing and killing his six relatives, so he can't stay."
"You are the most proud disciple in my life, but you really let me down. Since ancient times, who is addicted to the love of children?"
"Ah Yan, it's very cold at high places, but somehow he can keep his own life and is respected by the world."
"Low as ants, life as grass, rotten as mud, death is not worth cherishing."
"Only when you break through your own demons, can you expect to stand on the top, and you will have what you want."
"The song of returning to the Yuan Dynasty can command all things. You must learn it."
"Are you willing to become the mount, the beast, the object and the target of those dandies?"
......
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In the dark cave, the thick smell of blood diffuses out, and the blood drops down the stone slab in the white snow.
A faint voice floated out along the hole, vaguely hearing the man's hoarse and painful cry like balderdash: "I didn't forget you. I'm not what you think. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The day broke and the morning was light.
Qin Wuyan, who had a nightmare one night, slowly opened his eyes.
Lying on the cold stone all night, the fever on my body faded.
The smell of blood that didn't dissipate spread in his nose, and the smell of rust rolled in his throat. Qin Wuyan looked at the light outside the cave entrance, as if he had walked from Prajna hell, but the Lord of hell didn't dare to accept him and returned to the world.
He sat up slowly with his arm in his arms. The burning pain of the wound torn by the black bear on his body had been alleviated, the blood had coagulated, and he felt it on his unconscious leg yesterday.
Black bear bit by the deep visible bone of the leg has been swollen old high, heart like pain.
Qin Wuyan didn't even blink his eyes. He moved to the edge of the stone wall, stood up with the stone wall, dragged his lame leg and looked out.
Crows circling in the hillside, after the baptism of snow water, min aquatic body has begun to rot bit by bit.
The crow can't wait to stop on a nearby branch and peck min Shuishui's eyes. It can't distinguish the original face from the flesh.
Qin Wuyan stood at the entrance of the cave and watched the scene coldly. His whole body seemed to be soaked with a cold breath of indifference but bloodthirsty.
Indifferent, cold, heartless, as if a human machine without feelings.
Qin Wuyan saw for a while, and gradually realized that something was wrong. The crows here seemed to be much bigger than the crows he had seen before, just like eagles.
On a cold winter day, there are huge reptiles burrowing in the snow, which is also terrible.
Qin Wuyan sat on the bluestone board, crossed his legs, and began to polish the sharp stone in his hand. He sharpened one end of the stone as sharp as a sharp blade, and the other end of the stone as smooth as a handle.
At night, he lit a fire on the branches and grass in the cave, cut off the fur of the dead bear, cut the meat, roasted it on the fire, and swallowed it bit by bit.
In the daytime, he sits on the bluestone board to polish his weapons and observe the surrounding conditions. As night falls, he lies on the dry grass pile and forces himself to sleep with his eyes closed.
Nightmares come every night when he closes his eyes.
Those scenes that he had deliberately forgotten appeared in his dreams again and again, as if they were presented to him in essence
"We were born humble, not as valuable as a dog in a powerful family."
"You have nothing. What can you take to protect the people you want to protect?"
"This man's heart is heavy on punishing and killing his six relatives, so he can't stay."
"You are the most proud disciple in my life, but you really let me down. Since ancient times, who is addicted to the love of children?"
"Ah Yan, it's very cold at high places, but somehow he can keep his own life and is respected by the world."
"Low as ants, life as grass, rotten as mud, death is not worth cherishing."
"Only when you break through your own demons, can you expect to stand on the top, and you will have what you want."
"The song of returning to the Yuan Dynasty can command all things. You must learn it."
"Are you willing to become the mount, the beast, the object and the target of those dandies?"
......
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In the dark cave, the thick smell of blood diffuses out, and the blood drops down the stone slab in the white snow. A faint voice floated out along the hole, vaguely hearing the man's hoarse and painful cry like balderdash: "I didn't forget you. I'm not what you think. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The day broke and the morning was light. Qin Wuyan, who had a nightmare one night, slowly opened his eyes. Lying on the cold stone all night, the fever on my body faded. The smell of blood that didn't dissipate spread in his nose, and the smell of rust rolled in his throat. Qin Wuyan looked at the light outside the cave entrance, as if he had walked from Prajna hell, but the Lord of hell didn't dare to accept him and returned to the world. He sat up slowly with his arm in his arms. The burning pain of the wound torn by the black bear on his body had been alleviated, the blood had coagulated, and he felt it on his unconscious leg yesterday. Black bear bit by the deep visible bone of the leg has been swollen old high, heart like pain. Qin Wuyan didn't even blink his eyes. He moved to the edge of the stone wall, stood up with the stone wall, dragged his lame leg and looked out. Crows circling in the hillside, after the baptism of snow water, min aquatic body has begun to rot bit by bit. The crow can't wait to stop on a nearby branch and peck min Shuishui's eyes. It can't distinguish the original face from the flesh. Qin Wuyan stood at the entrance of the cave and watched the scene coldly. His whole body seemed to be soaked with a cold breath of indifference but bloodthirsty. Indifferent, cold, heartless, as if a human machine without feelings. Qin Wuyan saw for a while, and gradually realized that something was wrong. The crows here seemed to be much bigger than the crows he had seen before, just like eagles. On a cold winter day, there are huge reptiles burrowing in the snow, which is also terrible. Qin Wuyan sat on the bluestone board, crossed his legs, and began to polish the sharp stone in his hand. He sharpened one end of the stone as sharp as a sharp blade, and the other end of the stone as smooth as a handle. At night, he lit a fire on the branches and grass in the cave, cut off the fur of the dead bear, cut the meat, roasted it on the fire, and swallowed it bit by bit. In the daytime, he sits on the bluestone board to polish his weapons and observe the surrounding conditions. As night falls, he lies on the dry grass pile and forces himself to sleep with his eyes closed. Nightmares come every night when he closes his eyes. Those scenes that he had deliberately forgotten appeared in his dreams again and again, as if they were presented to him in essence "We were born humble, not as valuable as a dog in a powerful family." "You have nothing. What can you take to protect the people you want to protect?" "This man's heart is heavy on punishing and killing his six relatives, so he can't stay." "You are the most proud disciple in my life, but you really let me down. Since ancient times, who is addicted to the love of children?" "Ah Yan, it's very cold at high places, but somehow he can keep his own life and is respected by the world." "Low as ants, life as grass, rotten as mud, death is not worth cherishing." "Only when you break through your own demons, can you expect to stand on the top, and you will have what you want." "The song of returning to the Yuan Dynasty can command all things. You must learn it." "Are you willing to become the mount, the beast, the object and the target of those dandies?" ...... www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
