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"Uncle Lan, you must heal him. Saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda."
A woman's voice sounded. The voice was mellow and pleasant to listen to, like water and a song. It was extremely comfortable to listen to, like a cool breeze blowing past.
"Don't worry, Miss. He's already healing himself. We've already given him all our pills. If nothing unexpected happens, he should have no problem keeping himself alive." The old voice continued.
"That's good. Little Wan, take good care of him." The mellow voice continued.
"Miss, I'm afraid you'll be in a lot of trouble when you go back this time. You may be in danger at every step. You should think about yourself first. Sigh …"
The voice was crisp and clear, like an oriole flying out of a valley. Judging from the voice, it should be a young girl.
"…"
Du Shaofu listened to these voices vaguely. As time passed, he gradually felt his consciousness recovering more and more. He also gradually regained control of his body. There seemed to be a weak force in his body helping him recover.
However, at this moment, Du Shaofu also felt pain surging through his body. It was as if his entire body had fallen apart. However, at least this proved that he had not died in the collapse of the space and was still alive.
As time passed, Du Shaofu felt as if he was in a carriage. A pleasant fragrance filled the air. It should be a woman's carriage. There were a few people taking care of him.
Pain. His body was in excruciating pain. It was as if he had been torn apart by five horses. He could not gather his Xuan Qi at all. He could only rely on his physical body to recover.
Under this perception, Du Shaofu felt as if a few more days had passed. Only then did he begin to feel that the Xuan Qi in his body could allow him to move a little.
After his eyelids twitched a few times, his eyes opened slightly. A blurry line of sight appeared in his eyes and gradually became clear.
What entered Du Shaofu's eyes was a carriage. It could not be considered luxurious. In fact, it was not luxurious at all. However, there was a kind of elegance to it.
Outside the carriage, there was a whistling airflow. The space trembled continuously. He could faintly feel the aura of the beast race pervading the air.
Du Shaofu judged with his consciousness. At this moment, it seemed that there was a flying mount pulling the carriage in mid-air.
He looked at the top of the carriage. There was no aura of Little Star around.
Du Shaofu recalled everything... the collapse of the space, Little Star's whereabouts, no one knew whether he was dead or alive. Little Star, no one knew whether he was dead or alive. The Divine Pivot Hall, Master, Weapon, being captured. third Senior Alchemy, Master's self-detonation.... Fifth uncle Jimo, Minister's, Kuang, and his seventh uncle's, Elder Kuang Zun.
Devil Devil religion, the Divine Light Court.
Du Shaofu's throat was boiling hot, and his heart was in pain, but he couldn't make a sound.
....
The Qi and blood in his body surged, and he spat out a mouthful of pale golden blood. Then, his consciousness, which had just woken up, fell into a deep sleep again.
Miss, he.... is Miss..
.. Little Lan ''s's. Li'. Du... Du Du Du's.......
The carriage the carriage was the was the inside. was Was the carriage carriage?
Du Shaofu was lying on the ground. Three figures surrounded him.
One of them was an old man in a blue robe. His hair was white and his body was slightly hunched. On his aged face, his eyes were not turbid at all. Instead, they were extremely clear.
An eighteen or nineteen year old girl with delicate features and watery eyes gave off a sense of cleverness. She stared closely at Du Shaofu who was lying in the carriage and said, "Miss, this guy has fainted again."
The blue-robed old man squatted down and checked Du Shaofu's body. Then, he got up and said, "There's nothing wrong with him. It's just that his qi and blood have attacked his heart. It's a miracle that he's not dead. It's a miracle that he can wake up so quickly."
"He's not fated to die. It's good that there's nothing wrong with him."
A girl spoke. Her voice was sweet and pleasant, like water and a song.
She was about the same age as the delicate girl. She was only eighteen or nineteen years old. She had beautiful eyebrows, phoenix eyes, jade cheeks, and cherry lips. She was a beautiful woman.
"Miss, we'll be at Tianchuan City in a few days. Aren't you worried? It'll be dangerous then."
The delicate girl said to the beautiful girl. Her watery eyes were dignified. Her small lips were slightly pouted, making her look extremely beautiful.
The beautiful girl was silent for a while. She lowered her eyes, but her eyes were bright. Her eyebrows were slender, her nose was straight, and her cheeks were slightly dimpled. A ray of sunlight reflected from outside the carriage and shone on her delicate face. It made her skin look even more beautiful, like jade.
"Little Wan, let's not think too much. After all, father is the one who's bringing us back this time."
After a moment of silence, the girl flicked her sleeves. The girl's delicate hands were as white as jade. Then, she left the carriage and said, "Let that mister rest well. When we reach Tianchuan City, put him down first."
"Yes, Miss."
The girl called Little Wan looked at the back of the beautiful girl and sighed helplessly.
The blue-robed old man didn't say anything. He also left the carriage with his back slightly hunched.
Only Du Shaofu was left in the carriage.
While his consciousness was sleeping, Du Shaofu's body was faintly emitting a faint golden light. That was his body recovering on its own.
This time, Du Shaofu didn't sleep for long before his consciousness woke up again.
His eyelashes moved slightly, and his eyes opened. There was a faint layer of moonlight shrouding him. It was dark all around.
"Roar …"
The carriage didn't move, as if it had stopped somewhere. He could faintly hear the roars of beasts coming from the distance.
From this, Du Shaofu deduced that the carriage should have stopped on a mountain peak.
"You're finally awake. You're not dead even after that. You're really lucky."
A clear voice, like an oriole flying out of a valley, sounded. Du Shaofu seemed to have heard this voice before in his daze.
Then, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl appeared before his eyes. Her eyes were watery and very beautiful.
"Where am I? Why am I here?"
Du Shaofu asked. His breath was weak, and his voice seemed to come from his throat. The beautiful girl had to listen carefully to hear him clearly.
"We're on the way to Tianchuan City. We were resting at night, and we saved you on the way. At that time, you were covered in blood, and your injuries were so severe that even your bones could be seen. A few beasts surrounded you from afar, as if they wanted to eat you, but they didn't dare to come close. Our Miss saved you and even let you lie in the carriage. It's been half a month."
The elegant lady stared at Du Shaofu as her lips curled up slightly, as if she was unhappy. "You're lucky to have met someone as kind-hearted as our Young Miss. If not, you would've been eaten by demonic beasts long ago."
"Was there a little girl beside me at that time?" Hearing this, Du Shaofu was anxious and immediately asked.
"No, you were alone at that time. There was no little girl."
The beautiful girl shook her head and confirmed that there was no little girl around at that time.
"Little Xingxing..."
Du Shaofu was worried. The collapse of space was too dangerous, and he hoped that Little Xingxing would be able to avoid it. Little Xingxing had the Black Tortoise Divine Shell, and its defense wouldn't be any weaker than his. This made Du Shaofu feel a little more relaxed.
When he regained consciousness, he felt a slight pain in his head. Memories came flooding back.
Imperial Pivot Hall was destroyed, Master was captured, Third Martial Uncle self-destructed, Great Martial Uncle, Fifth Martial Uncle, and Seventh Martial Uncle died, and Elder Zhu Xiu, Elder Cui Fu, and many other elders died.
Back in Tianwu Academy, Vice Principal Zhuge died, and the corpses of countless elders, seniors, and juniors were strewn everywhere...
All of this was done by the Divine Light Court, and also by the Devil religion.
Tianwu Academy and the Seven Star Hall were both his homes to Du Shaofu. Other than the Du family in Stone City, they were the only places that he cared about and warmed his heart.
Now, he had yet to take revenge for Tianwu Academy, and the Seven Star Hall was massacred...
"I hate..."
Du Shaofu bit his lips, and his heart was filled with grief. He hated the Devil religion, the Divine Light Court, and hated himself for not being strong enough.
"What number one of the younger generation? What Demon King? I'm like a stray dog now, haha..."
Du Shaofu laughed bitterly in his heart. He was filled with grief, and the heart-wrenching pain sealed the blood in his body. He bit his lips so hard that they bled, and his eyes turned red.
In the carriage, the beautiful lady glanced at Du Shaofu and said, "You're so rude. We saved you and ate so many of our pills. It's fine if you don't thank us, but why are you so silent?"
"Little Wan, is this young master awake?"
A pleasant voice sounded, and a beautiful lady walked into the carriage. Her hair was tied with a light yellow ribbon, and her black hair hung down to her waist. Her brows were like a painting, and her lips were like cherry blossoms. She looked gentle and delicate.
The girl wore an emerald green dress. At this moment, under the faint moonlight outside the carriage, it appeared especially dazzling and fresh. It was like the moon reflecting on a green lotus, and the mist was thin. It was indescribably ethereal and elegant.
"Young mistress, there seems to be something wrong with this fellow."
When Little Wan saw the arrival of the young mistress, she immediately went to the lady's side and kept glancing at Du Shaofu.
The lady looked at Du Shaofu, and her eyes were like limpid autumn waters. She squatted slightly, and a faint fragrance from her body entered Du Shaofu's nose. Her jade-like hand took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped away the faint golden blood at the corner of Du Shaofu's mouth.
Du Shaofu was in a daze. At this moment, the memories in his mind surged, and he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. The pain in his heart was unbearable.
"Young master, you should rest well. Your injuries are very serious, but it's fortunate that you're still alive. As long as you're alive, everything in this world can be redone, except for your own life."
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