Chapter 222

Two years later.

It has been two years since ye Wuchen jumped off the broken soul abyss. The legend of Ye Wuchen is still circulating in Tianchen mainland, especially in Tianlong kingdom. He and his legend have been deified slowly with the passage of time. In Tianlong Kingdom, he has gradually become a mythical figure comparable to the sword God. When telling stories to small children, many old people will mention a mythical teenager, a highest goal they need to climb hard, but they can't really achieve.

Two years of time flow has not changed the pattern of Tianchen continent. Gale kingdom is much more peaceful than expected. Although it often harasses the border of Tianlong Kingdom, it has not made a real large-scale attack. And this will be like the precursor of a storm. No one will think that the gale Congress will continue this little game. They are waiting for a time and an opportunity.

Ye Wei, who has a deep hatred for dafengguo, has rarely returned home in the past two years and has been guarding in the West. He even wishes that the war could break out immediately, or take the initiative to lead troops into dafengguo to kill happily. Unfortunately, he is destined to be the only one in a passive position.

An unknown and mysterious area.

It is clearly at the bottom of the abyss. It is impossible for sunlight to enter, but it is strangely bright as day - and it has always been so bright without night. The sky was dark, but the eyes were bright. I didn't know where the strange light came from.

There is not only light, but also clear rivers, fragrant wild flowers, green grasslands, vibrant forests, various animals, large and small, and even... People.

An elf like little girl squatted by the stream and carried the clear stream with a piece of green lotus leaf. She looks only ten years old at most, with snow-white hair and amazing snow-white and delicate skin. She should have been a delicate and lovely girl, but two crisscross huge scars on her face completely destroyed it, so people have to sigh the creator's forbearance.

The girl picked up the lotus leaf, stepped on the soft grass and walked to a young man lying on the ground. The young man lay there silently, his face calm, with an amazing perfect face, but his face was too pale, which was a morbid color of recovering from a serious illness.

The girl squatted down in front of him, held the lotus leaf, drank a full mouthful of stream water, then separated the man's pale lips with her little hands, leaned down, pasted her tender lips with him, and carefully crossed the stream in her mouth to his mouth with the most gentle action, as if he were a glass doll that would break when touched.

"Brother, you will wake up, you will..."

A tear fell from her eyes into the clear water in the lotus leaves, splashing a small splash. In the past two years, she has shed countless tears, as if she would never dry. The girl took another sip of water and gave it to him gently.

There is no night here, only day. So she doesn't know how long she has been here, only for a long time... Every second waiting for him to wake up in worry and fear is an unbearable suffering.

After feeding him water, she went to the stream to pick up some water and drink it for herself. When she came back, she put the lotus leaf beside her, bit the man's face several times with her lips, and whispered, "brother, I'm going to pick fruit. Wait for me for a little while, just a little."

At this time, she would say goodbye to him like this, which has been repeated many times in the past two years. She turned back step by step, and then finally ran quickly with small steps, because if she ran faster, she could come back earlier.

There were all kinds of wild fruits in the north forest that she had never seen before. There are many small animals here, and they are very gentle, but she dare not kill, and the young man's condition is completely unable to eat meat, so these wild fruits have become all the food they have relied on for survival for so long.

The forest was very big, and she didn't dare to go too deep, because she was afraid of losing it, so no one fed him water and fruit on time. As for what was at the other end of the forest, she didn't know at all.

The less fruit she ate, when she couldn't reach out and pick it directly, she had to learn to climb the tree. Therefore, her arms, legs and even face were scratched by branches again and again, and she didn't know how many times she fell from the tree. For a long time, her hands, which were as white and tender as snow, have been ground out of thick cocoons. The old wounds fade, and the new wounds will appear again. But fortunately, over time, she is more and more skilled, and the injuries are less and less, but the cocoons on her hands are getting thicker and thicker.

After some time, she trotted back with some fruits in her skirt. No matter how much she picked every day, she didn't allow herself to leave him for too long. Almost once she could bear the time, her heart would start to panic, and then began to rush back anxiously. The most frightening thing in my heart is that he suddenly disappeared there. The happiest thing is that he suddenly wakes up.

He is the reason for the girl to live, otherwise, she would rather die by herself. Every minute, every second, she was waiting for him to wake up. No one will disturb them here and make it a world only for them.

The girl came to the stream to clean the fruit, came to the boy, knelt down and said gently in his ear, "brother, I'm so useless. I only found three very sweet fruits. Next time, I will try my best. "

She picked up a big blue fruit, then sat down, put the lotus leaf between her legs, bit the fruit open a long hole, squeezed it with her small hand, squeezed out the blue juice and dropped it on the lotus leaf. After squeezing one, she fed him with her small mouth. The juice was cool and sweet, but she was not willing to swallow it by herself. Until she fed him three big blue fruits to "eat", the girl picked up the two hard green fruits and ate them. It tastes sour and astringent. A drop of blue juice remained on the man's lips. The girl was stunned. She bent down, stretched out her little tongue and licked it gently, enjoying the sweetness, and then continued to bite the green and hard fruit in her hand. This white haired girl is the frozen snow that falls into the soul breaking abyss with ye Wuchen. For two years, she hasn't changed at all. She hasn't grown up at all. She is still that petite and simple girl. But in the past two years, she has become strong. No matter how painful, hungry and bitter she will not shout or shed a tear. Only in front of Ye Wuchen, she can never stop the overflow of tears. Two years ago, she fell lightly in a gentle wind and didn't hurt at all, while ye Wuchen's body hit the ground hard. The soul breaking abyss was too high, the speed of descent and the momentum were too great. His body directly sank the grass. His body completely sank into the cold soil, and the blood quickly dyed the surrounding ground red. If you are an ordinary person, his body has been torn apart, there is no reason to survive. Ning Xue cries, desperately grabbing the land around him and pulling his body, but he can only feel his body slowly getting cold... Getting cold again. She lay on his body and cried hard until she was hoarse and fainted... She didn't see that the gushing tears wet ye Wuchen's pale face, and many of them inadvertently flowed into his mouth... Ning Xue woke up in deep despair. After waking up, she {thanked all book friends for their support, Your support is our biggest motivation}this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation