The child's eyes widened in despair.
However, at that moment, a pair of hands reached out and grabbed each of his hands, pulling him back to the top of the mountain.
The mountain was very steep, not allowing the two children to stand side by side. However, their arms grabbed each other and were stuck on the top of the mountain, temporarily saving their lives.
"Why … Why did you save me?" The rescued child looked at the boy's chubby face and asked in confusion.
"You're my opponent, but not my enemy." The boy looked in the direction of the middle-aged man and said, "He's the enemy. Even if I have to kill someone, I have to kill him."
The middle-aged man smiled when he heard that. "You're right. In theory, I'm your enemy, but not only do you not have the ability to kill me, but your fate is in my hands. If I want you to die, you will die. If I let you live, you will live. Only by killing each other will you have a chance to live."
"You're right, but I won't let you get what you want." As the boy spoke, he suddenly pulled the other child and made him lie on the top of the mountain. He let go and turned to jump down the cliff.
"Even if I die, my life will be in my own hands. It's not someone else's turn to control it." The boy opened his arms and fell down the mountain.
The child on the top of the mountain was stunned at first. Then, without any hesitation, he leaped up without a word and jumped in the direction where the boy had fallen.
Seeing the two children fall down the cliff, the middle-aged man was slightly surprised.
Just as the two children were about to fall to the bottom of the valley, their bodies stopped the moment they landed.
Their faces were almost touching the rocks on the ground, but they did not touch them in the end.
The middle-aged man let go and the two of them landed in the pile of rocks.
"You don't want to be controlled by me, but I want to control your fate. Our game has just begun." The middle-aged man glanced at the child who had fallen first and said, "Don't think that you can easily survive with your little tricks. I can give you a chance to live, but whether you can walk out of here alive depends on whether the two of you have the life. If you survive, we'll have a chance to continue this game in the future."
With that, the middle-aged man turned around and left, disappearing into the forest. Only the two children were left in the middle of the deep forest and the towering mountains.
"Are you stupid? Why did you jump down as well? "The boy looked at the child from before and asked.
"From now on, I, Li Buxiu, will share the same life as you, An Tianzuo," the child said seriously.
"In that case, what's yours is also mine?" An Tianzuo looked at Li Buxiu and said.
"Yes." Li Buxiu nodded.
"Since it's all mine, can I change my name? I don't like the name Don't Cry. I haven't liked it for a long time," An Tianzuo said.
"Why?" Li Buxiu was a little confused.
"Not crying feels a little sad. I don't really like it. How about this? Not crying is a smile. I'll call you Li Xiao. In the future, when there's no one else around, I'll call you Li Xiao," An Tianzuo said with a smile.
Li Buxiu raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "I don't like your name either. I'll call you Tianyou from now on."
An Tianzuo climbed up from the rubble and looked at the distant mountain forest. "It's good that the heavens are protecting us. I hope the heavens can bless us."
Four days later, someone found two dying children on the mountain path. They were covered in wounds and were being bitten by a pack of wild dogs. They were almost out of shape.
One of the children was protecting the other with all his might. His entire back was a bloody mess from being bitten. He did not move until he fainted.
"Live. Only by living can we have a chance to make the enemy pay." The person who saved them heard one of the children gnashing his teeth as if he was sleep-talking in his sleep.
"I must swim over!" Xiao swam forward with all his might. There was no other thought in his mind. He only knew that he had to go over.
The shore that seemed to be shrouded in fog and could not be approached no matter what seemed to be gradually getting closer.
The Sheng Deity watched Xiao's figure disappear into the fog on the other shore and muttered to herself, "He really went over. There's finally hope to bring him back."
The flowers were like a sea, a boundless sea of flowers.
Xiao climbed ashore and knelt among the flowers, gasping for breath.
The places where his body touched the flowers quickly regained their vitality. His body, which had been overdrawn, actually recovered to its best state in the blink of an eye.
Xiao felt his body brimming with vitality as if he had been reborn. He stopped panting and sized up the flowers with a strange expression.
Only then did he discover something strange. The flowers here had no stems or leaves. The flowers grew directly on the ground and covered the entire land. There was no end to them. Everywhere he looked, there were only flowers and flowers.
Xiao walked on the sea of flowers and had a strange feeling. It was as if his nerves were connected to the flowers. When he stepped on the flowers, he could actually feel the pain of them being trampled on.
This feeling was very strange. It was like he was one with heaven and man, as if he had become one with nature.
Perhaps this strange power was working. Xiao seemed to sense something and walked in a direction.
After walking for a short while, he saw an old man lying among the flowers with shackles on his body.
The old man's hair and beard were all white. His body was bound by shackles. From the material of the shackles, it was obvious that they were made of Sacred Metal.
The old man looked like he had one foot in the grave. Many flowers grew on his body as he hid in the sea of flowers. It looked like he was going to become a part of the land.
This kind of scene was incomparably strange. Even Xiao, who was experienced and knowledgeable, shuddered with fear.
It was a horrifying experience for a living person to have a parasitic flower on his body.
"Who are you?" The old man did not speak, nor did he make any sound. He could not even open his eyes, but Xiao could sense what he was saying.
Just like how Xiao could sense the emotions of the flowers, he could also sense the information from the old man's brain through the flowers.
"Old man, I'm Li Xiao. You really are here." Xiao squatted down and brushed away the hair and flowers on the old man's face. After carefully looking for a while, he was immediately overjoyed.
"Xiao …" The old man stretched out his hand with great effort, wanting to touch Xiao's face. Many parts of his arm had already grown flowers, so it was quite difficult for him to move.
Xiao quickly held his hand and put it on his face. He continued, "Old man, it was Tianyou who asked me to come to you. Don't worry, we will definitely save you."
"Xiao … It really is you …" When the old man heard Xiao say the word 'Tianyou', he was instantly overjoyed. This was because only one person would call An Tianzuo that. The old man struggled to get up, but his body seemed to be mostly paralyzed. He could not stand at all.
Xiao wanted to help the old man up, but the old man said, "It's too late. I'm already at the end of my life. If it wasn't for that thing, I would have died a long time ago. Xiao Xiao, there's something you have to help me bring to Tianzuo. No matter what, you have to personally give it to him."
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