Chapter 1217

hell.

Ten days have passed, during these ten days, Zui Meng and Yu Ren guarded Xue An closely.

Xiaotian didn't leave either, but he seemed to be dazed, sitting blankly among the dozen or so towers that had been abandoned, his eyes were fascinated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xue An at this moment is surrounded by layers of brilliance, forming a thick cocoon of light.

Although he couldn't see the situation inside clearly, Zui Meng could clearly feel that Xue An's aura was getting stronger little by little.

finally.

After three full days passed, the light cocoon suddenly began to tremble slightly, and then it shattered like an eggshell.

Xue An, who was sitting cross-legged among them, slowly opened his eyes.

As far as the eyes can see, a golden light sweeps across the world.

Zui Meng and Yu Ren were shocked, and then lowered their heads in horror, not daring to look directly into Xue An's eyes.

Because they felt that at this moment, Xue An's eyes seemed to contain infinite power, making people unable to help but want to worship him.

Xue An slowly took a deep breath, blinked his eyes lightly, and the brilliance in his eyes became restrained, and the oppressive oppression just now disappeared.

Zui Meng and Yu Ren couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then said with a happy face: "My lord, your injury..."

Xue An smiled and nodded, "It's all right now!"

After finishing speaking, Xue An slowly stood up.

Sure enough, most of the criss-crossing scars before had disappeared, only the deepest wound between the chest and abdomen remained.

The broken arm has also recovered, but Xue An knows that this hand has only temporarily recovered a part of its functions, and it will take a long time for it to truly recover.

After all, the injury he suffered this time was extraordinary, to the point that it had shaken his foundation.

In fact, for other cultivators, even if they could save their lives after suffering such serious injuries, the path of cultivation would still be cut off.

Because the journey of practice is to go against the sky, if you are not careful, you may have no chance to survive.

This is why most cultivators try their best to avoid life-and-death battles, because even if you win this kind of battle, it will be a miserable victory, and it is likely to put your future future in it.

Only a supreme powerhouse like Xue An, who has reached the top of the mountain, can be sure that his cultivation will not be hindered by this injury.

In fact, during these thirteen days, Xue An did a lot of things.

First of all, he sorted out all the abilities he had acquired since practicing, and then, with incomparably firm determination, began to repair the injuries in his body.

This process was extremely painful and long, but Xue An completed it in just a dozen days.

The current him, although he looks a bit scary on the outside, is actually fine, and when he fully recovers, his strength will definitely go a step further, and half-step Da Luo's cultivation base will also be completely stabilized.

Zui Meng and Yu Ren were naturally overjoyed, while Xue An looked at Xiao Tian who was sitting on the ground stupidly in the distance, couldn't help sighing, and then walked over slowly.

Xiaotian was unaware of everything that happened. At this moment, he seemed to have closed his heart, becoming like a wooden man.

Xue An stood beside him, looked up at the dozen or so towers, and said softly, "Cry if you want to! It will make you feel better!"

The voice was not loud, but it made Xiaotian tremble all over, and then he looked away blankly, looking at Xue An.

Xue An ignored his gaze, but continued: "I won't comfort you, because I know,

This kind of thing cannot be made up for by a few words of consolation! After all... no one can really understand the other person's feelings! "

Xiaotian trembled all over his body, sadness and pain finally appeared on his dull face, and then he said the first sentence in more than ten days.

"Mr. Xue...I'm so sad!"

Xue An nodded, and said softly, "I know!"

A smile uglier than crying appeared on Xiaotian's face, and he said in a trembling voice.

"I have been sitting here for more than ten days and have been thinking, what a long time ten thousand years is! It is enough to turn the sea into mulberry fields, and make the stars and the moon sink! But in such a long time, the master is This ghostly place is silently suffering cruel torture! But I... don’t know anything about it, and I’ve become the enemy’s lackey, at the mercy of others!”

Speaking of this, Xiaotian's face was covered with tears, and then he roared in a voice almost desperate: "Mr. Xue, tell me, am I a bastard?"

Zui Meng and Yu Ren were watching from a distance, and at some point, tears were streaming down their faces.

And Xue An nodded slowly after a moment of silence, "That's right, you are indeed a bastard! And you are the best bastard among bastards!"

"That's right! Mister is right! I'm not even as good as a bastard! Hahahaha!" Xiaotian let out a howl that sounded like crying and laughing, and then opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Screaming sky!" Zui Meng screamed and was about to step forward.

Xue An shook his head lightly at her, signaling her not to come, then lowered his head and watched quietly.

At this time, Xiaotian leaned down and let out a low roar like a wild beast.

That was him wailing.

Xue An didn't stop him either, but there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

It was not until a long time later that he said calmly: "And then? What are you going to do?"

Hearing Xue An's questioning, Xiaotian's crying gradually stopped, and then he slowly raised his head, looking at Xue An solemnly.

"Mr. Xue, you have avenged my master, I will remember it in my heart, and allow me to repay it in the next life!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaotian kowtowed heavily, three times bang bang bang.

Then he closed his eyes and decided to kill himself.

In fact, he had this plan when he just woke up, but at that time Xue An was meditating to heal his injuries, and he hadn't woken up yet.

In order to express his gratitude and protect Xue An, he has waited until now.

Now that he finally saw Xue An, he felt that everything was over, he could finally be free, and go to accompany his master.

His actions naturally made Zuimeng and Yu Ren's expression change, and they both wanted to stop them.

But Xue An didn't move at all, even when Xiaotian knelt down and kowtowed, he didn't speak, just watched coldly.

It wasn't until Xiao Tian closed his eyes and decided to kill himself that he sneered and said, "I think Senior Erlang was born a god, what a prestige, why are his subordinates so cowardly?"

Hearing these words, Xiaotian, who had his eyes closed, trembled all over, but he didn't make any rebuttals, because at this moment, he was already full of death will.

Besides... Mr. Xue is right, I am indeed a coward!

Xiaotian thought with desolation in his heart that he was about to ignite his soul. .

But at this moment, Xue An said coldly: "Do you really think... death can show your loyalty? And since you want to die so much, then go die! It's just a pity that Senior Erlang, even The last glimmer of hope was ruined by my most important subordinates!"

After finishing speaking, Xue An turned around and left.