Bei Mo did not press his entire body on Di Ling'er's body.
Even though he knew that Di Linger's strength was not small, he still didn't want her to be too tired, so he took one step at a time and walked forward with Di Linger's help.
…
The sky above the demon world is always shrouded in a layer of blood-colored moonlight, and there is no distinction between day and night.
Since Di Linger entered Beimo's room, she has never come out. If it wasn't for everyone in the demon world who knew that Beimo was seriously injured, I'm afraid someone would immediately rush in to find out, for fear of what happened to Di Linger and her. .
But Di Linger was just holding a soaked face towel and carefully wiped the blood from his body.
"Beimo, in the future... don't do such stupid things again."
Di Linger bit her lip tightly, especially when she saw the depth of the man's wound, the pain in her heart was even more severe, and her eyes were full of distress.
Seeing the girl's face about to cry again, Bei Mo raised his hand, slender fingers caressed her delicate face, and smiled evilly: "Girl, why are you crying again? Stop crying, these injuries are hurting me. It's really nothing."
"Then what kind of injury counts as pain for you?"
Di Ling'er raised her head and stared at the man with her big watery eyes. Her voice was hoarse, not as crisp as it used to be.
Bei Mo was silent.
What is the pain
"I used to be weak."
The man's voice made the girl startled, but she didn't interrupt him.
"You haven't experienced the era ten thousand years ago, but you should have heard of it. It was an era when the strong came out in large numbers and the fittest survived. Our family has always been weak and oppressed. Not only have I experienced the pain of broken bones , I was also burned by fire, I was in a frying pan, and even... A hunter shot me with an arrow while hunting, and the arrow went through the back of my head, and I lived with this arrow for half a year. time."
"Little girl, look, I have experienced so many years of pain, and I have not died. This little injury... What does it mean to me?"
Di Ling'er stared blankly at the man with an evil smile in front of her. She couldn't imagine how someone could still survive after so many injuries.
"Girl, you must be wondering why I have been burned, put into a frying pan, and pierced through my head by an arrow, but I haven't died yet?" The man said with a light smile, "Because the elders in our clan accidentally got it. A secret method, the whole family sacrificed all their lives, but those sacrificed lives were all on my body, which made me have an immortal body back then."
"Our clan has always been weak, and the talent is not as good as that of tigers and leopards. Therefore, they chose me with the strongest talent in the clan, and gave me all their lives. I was equivalent to having countless lives."
Listening to the gentle words of the man, Di Ling'er's heart suddenly twitched.
Even though his words were easy, Di Linger could still feel his pain.
It is true that with so many lives, he can be immortal, but sometimes immortality is more painful than death.
But he can only carry the pain and walk down, because what he is carrying is the mission of the clan...
"Beimo," Di Linger held Beimo's hand tightly, her eyes firm, "I will protect you in the future."
I will protect you and never let you get hurt like this...