The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Yun Xian's hands were shaking violently. He was afraid of holding Sang Jian in so he didn't dare to cover her too hard, but blood was still coming out of her mouth.

At first the blood was bright red and warm, but later the blood spit out was dark and cold.

As the color of the blood changed, Sanjian's breathing stopped completely at this moment.

Master!!!

How could this happen? Master, are you hiding something from me?

Yun Xian hugged Sang Jian into his arms, tears falling heavily.

Her body seemed to be in bad shape all the time. She would feel tired even if she did anything, and would want to lie down.

He thought Master was just lazy...

But thinking about it carefully, she was suppressed in the dark mausoleum. After seeing the sunshine again, she would not want to stay in the same place forever.

There will always be a time when I want to go out and see the outside world.

After all...she is someone who likes to fight in all directions and slay demons.

But what she thinks about every day now is that as long as she is given a nest, she will lie there in darkness.

Completely opposite to her previous personality.

Is this because she already knew that her body couldn't stand the torture?

So this time...

Is it because of the magic fruit?

My body couldn't handle the thousands of years of demonic energy absorbed into the magic fruit, so I couldn't survive?

he……

Did you do something wrong again?

Self-blame, annoyance, and pain all piled up in Yun Xian's heart, making him unable to breathe.

Will not……

Will not!

Master is the best in the world, how could he not be able to resist?

Yun Xian suddenly raised his head, picked up Sang Jian's body from the couch, and staggered outside.

He is going to find a magic doctor. The master is so powerful, she can survive it!

At this time, Yun Xian's body was in chaos with demonic energy, and he seemed to be on the verge of going berserk. He released the seal in advance, and this mortal body simply couldn't bear it.

He was also holding on these days. He was almost over it, but now that Sang Jian was dead, the demonic energy that had finally suppressed the violence was about to burst out again at this moment.

thump--

Yunxian suddenly became unsteady on his feet and fell to the ground with Sang Jian's body in his arms.

Yun Xian's whole body was trembling, and his voice was crying, I'm so useless, even Master can't hold him steady...

He hugged Sang Jian with difficulty and climbed up from the ground again, as if there were heavy weights hanging on his feet. It took a lot of effort to take steps again.

What he didn't notice was that the storage bag on his waist fell to the ground.

This storage bag was broken before, but was later repaired by Yun Xian.

Because it was given to him by Sanmi.

When Yun Xian took the second step with difficulty, the storage bag shook crazily.

With a clang, the Demonless Sword flew out of the storage bag and fell to the ground.

Yunxian was still immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice this scene.

Until a soul body flew out from the sword body of Wumo Sword.

The soul body was almost identical to the corpse held in Yun Xian's arms. The only difference was that the eyes turned scarlet.

Sang Jian was floating in the air, with his hands folded across his chest, staring at Yun Xian's pitiful and helpless back, and shouted:

Hey, where are you going?

Is it okay if you don't go?

You support me!

Yun Xian: ...

In the first sentence, he thought he heard it wrong.

In the second sentence, he felt that he must have gone crazy. The person was clearly in his arms, so why did he hear a voice coming from behind?

In the third sentence, the voice came from behind!

Yun Xian's eyes widened and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He slowly looked back.

The soul of ...Master?