Chapter 11 Bloodline
After saying a few simple words, the two stopped talking and felt their physical condition.
The demon, who was called the White Night God Lord by the man in the fox mask, just glanced at the two of them, which made Lin Xun and Li Xingchuan's blood and energy difficult to calm down.
Li Xingchuan leaned against the authentic wall and was silent for a long time.
Suddenly, he said, "I promised you that now, I will give you the reward first."
Lin Xun looked at him: "Now? I think you seem to be in a hurry to leave this town."
Li Xingchuan did not deny it. He placed the bladeless knife on his knees and looked at it quietly: "The Earth Abyss demons rioted and have harmed many people all the way west. I must rush to the capital as soon as possible, give warnings as soon as possible, and make arrangements early. Otherwise... Loulan will be in danger."
He raised his head, stared at Lin Xun for a while, and asked, "You said, is it still too late?"
Lin Xun was about to answer, but suddenly he caught Li Xingchuan's skin turning gray, and fine wrinkles gradually crawled all his naked skin.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Xun avoided some vigilantly.
Li Xingchuan looked down at the back of his hand and said simply: "No obstacle, someone is a human race, and he has no ability to fly and escape from the earth. If you want to travel thousands of miles a day, you will always have to pay some price. But you just came across a deserted demon from the Earth Abyss. Your robes were all killed in battle. Someone survived with secret techniques, but it was hard to move forward. Fortunately, you passed by here, otherwise..."
Lin Xun's heart sank, and the rich dead aura had almost frozen on Li Xingchuan, but he didn't seem to care.
"You don't have to do this. If you can hold on for a while, the reward will definitely not be owed to you."
Lin Xun knew that he was saying this on purpose. People who can face his death calmly can always be looked up to by others.
"You can see demons, it is both a disaster and a blessing."
Lin Xun did not answer his words, but asked: "What is the Earth Abyss demon you mentioned? Is it different from the ordinary demon?"
Li Xingchuan did not answer, he closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth.
Suddenly, thin blood lines appeared out of thin air, flashing in front of Lin Xun's eyes. Lin Xun had no time to react, so he was drilled into his wrist, ankles, eyebrows, and heart by these dense blood lines.
A strong pain quickly came from every part of the body.
Lin Xun's hands and feet were stiff and sweating profusely. He could clearly feel the strange blood threads wandering around his body.
"What are you doing? This is your blood curse? Why do you use the blood curse to harm me?"
Li Xingchuan's eyes suddenly opened, and the light in his pupils quickly dimmed a little, but his face was filled with a smile:
"I came from a countryside and was promoted from the army to the first general of the killing army. I had no noble help. I could only be brave and fearless and honed my courage in my murderous spirit."
Speaking of this, he looked at Lin Xun up and down, "This knife was conquered with someone. When he left his hometown, he could not break the blade because he was not rich enough. When he had enough money, he no longer needed to break the blade. The murderous energy and blood on its body were extremely resistant to it."
"You can hold it, it's good, it's good..."
Li Xingchuan grinned, and a long white hair fell to his mouth: "Although there is no noble help, I have an experience of myself. The name of Li Xingchuan, the first general of the killing of the army, is known to everyone. They all think that I have practiced a magical blood and qi technique to control blood and qi and fight invincible."
"But I don't know that the secrets of not fearing life and death all come from a bloodline that I accidentally obtained in the mountains of my childhood."
"You can hold my knife, but you can also block its strength. If you can't hold on, just forget it..."
Li Xingchuan's voice became blurry in Lin Xun's ears, and the pain had completely occupied the brain.
Wherever the bloodline penetrated into the body, it was cold, burning, like a knife cutting an axe, and like a spiral heart-wrenching. The nails had pierced the palm of the palm, and the teeth had already bitten their lips. Lin Xun could no longer scream and could not struggle...
In this way, after unknown how long time passed, his consciousness suddenly became strange, as if the body and will were separated. He could sense all the pain in his body, but the consciousness did not suffer.
The strong sense of separation seemed to divide Lin Xun into two, one part is consciousness and the other part is the body.
But Lin Xun completely regained consciousness. When he was awake, Li Xingchuan was standing opposite him, holding the bladeless knife with both hands, looking up at the sky, and the wind and sand under the moonlight brought his robe to the sound of his clothes.
Lin Xun couldn't help but rub his eyes. Isn't this Liusha Town?
Why in the desert?
However, he suddenly remembered that it was so sudden when Liusha Town appeared.
Could it be that everything that happened before was an illusion?
No.
Lin Xun looked at Li Xingchuan's back. His left calf was still empty, and his hair turned from black and white to gray like moonlight.
and……
Lin Xun turned around and saw that the tunnel was still there, still spiraling downward, and it was bottomless.
Only Liusha Town disappeared, like a dream, suddenly appeared and suddenly disappeared.
"What should you do if you give me the foundation of your life?"
Lin Xun was silent for a long time and asked out loud.
It seemed as if he realized that Lin Xun had woken up, Li Xingchuan did not turn his head. He looked at the moon, the wind and sand of the empty desert, blowing this general who was obviously middle-aged but like an old man who was about to die, even more lonely: "After I gave you the blood thread, I realized it."
Li Xingchuan's voice was less murderous intent with metal and iron, and more relief and remembrance: "Cultivating oneself with virtue and cultivating one's heart with sincerity is the foundation of maintaining one's life."
"I have found the sincerity and virtue that I wish to cultivate with my life. Where are you, Lin Xun?"
His question fell into Lin Xun's ears, but it seemed to have penetrated into his heart and lasted for a long time.
Everything about Loulan is Li Xingchuan's life.
It is his sincerity and guarded by the blade.
He is willing to sacrifice everything and even his life for this place.
Only then did Lin Xun realize that Li Xingchuan's figure was much thinner than before, like a tree that was about to die, rooted in the sand and could be blown down by the wind at any time.
"Remember, that bloodline is not a dead thing. You can use it and you must not rely on it."
"It can protect your life when you are seriously injured and dying, and it can also seize your soul when you are proud of your spring breeze."
"Remember, remember, if you keep your mind in mind, you will not be moved by his thoughts, otherwise... If you are robbed of your mind, you will no longer be you..."
Lin Xun remembered these words in his heart.
He didn't ask much. Li Xingchuan was different from Bai Ya. He didn't talk much, but he would say whatever he should say.
"Liusha Town disappeared, where will it go?"
Lin Xun looked up at the position of the moon. It was late at night and the desert was terrible cold.
Li Xingchuan shook his head, raised his hand and pointed it, and said, "Go down, before you wake up, someone has tried the direction around you, and will return here without exception."
Chapter completed!