Because he had lost too much blood, Qi Jian was somewhat muddle-headed. Upon hearing Zhexiu's words, it took him a while to react. He instantly became much more clear-headed, his face even paler. With great difficulty, he turned his head to look at Zhexiu's profile. Seeing that his face was still expressionless and those two eyes that had clearly lost their spirit, his body instantly went stiff.
"You … can't see?" Qi Jian said in a trembling voice as he tried to get down from Zhexiu's body.
Zhexiu had no intention of letting him get down. His two hands grabbed onto Qi Jian's legs like iron bars, making it impossible for him to leave.
Feeling the warmth and strength from his legs, Qi Jian was both embarrassed and anxious. He used all his strength to try and leave. No matter how he struggled, Zhexiu did not react. He just stood there like a statue. Qi Jian's strength grew weaker and weaker, and his struggles also grew smaller and smaller. Finally, he gave up and powerlessly leaned back against Zhexiu's shoulder.
Now that he looked at Zhexiu again, that normally expressionless face that Qi Jian loathed so much, that he only wanted to get away from, suddenly had an indescribable flavor to it.
Yes, he really was like a statue, like a wolf standing on a cliff, gazing into the distance, or perhaps a youth.
Unknowingly, Qi Jian's heart had softened, and the depths of his eyes had also softened. As he looked at Zhexiu's face, his pale face revealed an expression of admiration. Yet for some reason, he also felt particularly sad, especially when he looked at Zhexiu's eyes. Thus, he began to cry, to cry in great sorrow.
Zhexiu's expression was still indifferent, as if he was not affected by his blindness. "If crying could solve problems, then I would definitely be the best at crying in the world."
On the snowy plains, in the battle with the demons, there were countless problems that needed to be resolved, problems related to life and death.
Qi Jian felt very humiliated. He raised his arm and used his sleeve to wipe away the tears on his face, but he could not wipe them clean, because the tears continued to flow.
Zhexiu's voice became somewhat hesitant. "Perhaps … you …"
After a moment of silence, he added, "Don't cry, it's fine."
It was obvious that he was not skilled at comforting people, and even less skilled at coaxing them, so his tone was rather stiff, but it also made it seem even more sincere.
Qi Jian sniffled and gave a somewhat aggrieved grunt. It was unknown who this grievance was directed at, but he whispered, "Then … let's go."
Zhexiu looked at the darkness before him, composed himself, and said, "Let's still head in the direction of the Mountainside Whispering Wood."
Qi Jian held his shoulder and raised his head with some difficulty. He gazed at the perfectly straight mountain path in front of the two of them and said, "Go straight ahead, turn right after four thousand feet, I will tell you."
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhexiu tightly held onto the crook of his leg and walked forward, unexpectedly not having the slightest doubt in his words.
This made Qi Jian somewhat moved, but also somewhat puzzled.
The mountain breeze caressed Zhexiu's face, but he had already closed his eyes.
Only then did the mountain breeze land on Qi Jian's little face.
The wind seemed to carry some kind of warmth.
Qi Jian felt somewhat warm and at ease.
In the mountains of the Garden of Zhou, the incessant sounds of footsteps and Qi Jian's childish and weak directions rang out, as well as Zhexiu's calm and indifferent replies.
"Slow down, there's a barrier ahead."
"A small stream, twenty feet long, and on the other side is a sandy land."
"Are you okay?"
"Faster."
"But …"
"No buts."
"Be careful, don't bump into the tree."
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… …
According to Zhexiu's plan, they had to find the human cultivators in the Garden of Zhou as quickly as possible, but after running for several dozen li, they did not encounter a single person. Last night, the vast majority of the human cultivators had already gathered in those gardens according to Chen Changsheng's or the white-clothed girl's arrangements.
Now that he thought about it, this was probably something that the legendary Demon Military Advisor had calculated long ago.
The Garden of Zhou was cut off from the outside world, so the human cultivators would inevitably have internal strife over magical artifacts or legacies. Even if someone succeeded in stopping the chaos, the human cultivators that entered the garden would definitely be concentrated in a few areas. As for people like Zhexiu and the disciples of the Mount Li Sword Sect, these must-kill targets of the demons, they would instead be more likely to act on their own.
Zhexiu and Qi Jian stopped at a certain cliff. They were still several dozen li away from the nearest gathering place of human cultivators, the Mountainside Whispering Wood.
On the slope behind them, they could already see two extremely long silhouettes illuminated by the setting sun.
The Demon General couple had already caught up, still carrying a pole and a large pot. It seemed like they were moving, but in reality, their speed was rather frightening.
Qi Jian painfully coughed twice, his small face even paler. He reported, "Southwest, at the Guizhen Star, about … six li, no, five li."
To them, the shadows of the Demon General couple on the distant slope were like the shadow of death. They had to think of a way to escape.
"They've stopped." Qi Jian was somewhat shocked.
Zhexiu replied, "They're watching to see which way we'll go."
Although he could not see anything, he had followed Chen Changsheng through the mountains and fields on the outskirts of the Garden of Zhou many times over the past two days, so he had memorized the geography. If they still followed their original plan and went to the Mountainside Whispering Wood to rendezvous with the human cultivators, the Demon General couple would only need to stick to the side and pass through the forest to stop them.
Zhexiu fell silent for a few moments. After calculating the distance between them and their positions, he knew that it was impossible for them to reach the Mountainside Whispering Wood.
He faintly remembered that by the lake shore, he had heard someone say that the demons could grasp their position at any time.
Even if they could not grasp their position, it now seemed that the couple truly deserved to be called Demon Generals. It was clearly two against two, but they had actually used the art of war and formations — the pursuit and escape had already continued for a few moments, but they had not been able to take a single step closer to the Mountainside Whispering Wood. On the contrary, they had been forced farther and farther away.
Zhexiu carried Qi Jian on his back and felt the last of the afterglow fall on his face. After a moment of silence, he turned to the southwest.
He could not see, but he wanted to see those Demon Generals that wanted to kill him.
The distant slope was shrouded in the glow of the setting sun and was currently burning.
Liu Wan 'er and Teng Xiaoming stood in the blazing meadow, also looking at them.
They stared at each other from afar.
"I'm going to start running."
Zhexiu suddenly said, calm and firm.
He could not see the road, but he wanted to run?
Qi Jian was very shocked. The hand that was grabbing Zhexiu's shoulder subconsciously tightened.
Zhexiu said, "You can report their position at any time and also show me the way. Right now … first tell me, how steep is this cliff in front of me?"
Qi Jian's voice was very weak. At this moment, it trembled even more because of his nervousness. After looking for a while, he said, "It's about forty-three degrees … can you really do it?"
"I'll definitely fall down often. I just need to get up and run."
After a moment of silence, Zhexiu said, "It'll be very painful. Don't cry."
Qi Jian softly grunted.
After another moment of silence, Zhexiu said, "Hold on a little tighter."
Qi Jian softly grunted again, then tightly wrapped his arms around Zhexiu's neck and rested his head on his shoulder.
Having finished his preparations, Zhexiu took a deep breath. The true essence in his body began to violently circulate, completely suppressing the Peacock Plume poison that was trying to spread from his eyes to even more places. Then, he squatted down.
As he moved, his knees strangely began to bend in a manner unimaginable to humans.
The front of the boots on his feet split open. Sharp claws protruded from his dark wolf fur and pierced into the hard rocks of the cliff with a screeching sound.
At the same time, the edges of his cheeks and neck began to sprout countless coarse hairs.
His eyes, because of his demonic transformation, had turned blood red, and when mixed with the green poison in the depths of his eyes, they became a very strange color.
They looked like freshly ripened lemons, very sour and powerful, able to stimulate countless spirits.
"Afraid?" he asked.
Qi Jian did not reply. His arms tightened, and he leaned on Zhexiu even tighter.
Zhexiu seemed somewhat surprised. After a moment of silence, the corners of his lips perked up, most likely a smile.
If Chen Changsheng saw this scene, he would definitely be extremely shocked, because he did not remember ever seeing Zhexiu smile.
Regretfully, Qi Jian's face was buried in Zhexiu's neck, so he did not see.
Zhexiu said no more. Tightly holding onto Qi Jian's legs, he began to rush down the precipitous cliff.
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… …
Sand and stone flew in all directions, bits of rock flying.
Zhexiu carried Qi Jian on his back as he madly ran through the mountains. Every time his feet fell, they would pierce deeply into the hard cliff. His grip on the ground was extremely effective.
The poison of the Peacock Plume had damaged his eyes, but it had not affected his other abilities.
After his demonic transformation, the wolf youth possessed an almost perfect balance and speed. As he ran, he could use his strength and instinctively adapt to the environment. His strength had reached an unimaginable level.
In just a few moments, he had reached the bottom of the cliff with Qi Jian on his back.
The Demon General couple several li away had clearly not expected them to choose this method.
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