"My husband, my husband, are you awake? Is your poison cured?"
Ming Hong didn't pay attention to the question from the woman in front of him. He touched his chest and said with lingering fear: "I didn't—?"
Minghong didn't say a word, but spat out another mouthful of black blood. Her pale face and black lips showed that she was poisoned.
"The poison of the Poison Lady cannot be cured so easily!" A voice appeared. The person who spoke was a little careless and didn't care about Minghong's injuries at all. He just said, "The King of Hell wants him to die at three o'clock in the morning, how can he keep him alive until five o'clock?"
Ming Hong raised her head and looked at the three people standing in front of her, and asked tentatively: "Lin Yueru? Li Xiaoyao?"
When Lin Yueru and Li Xiaoyao saw that Minghong seemed to be unconscious, they were very worried about Minghong's health. They even suspected that this was Minghong's last breath.
"Cousin, what are you going to do?" The woman standing in front of Minghong cried, "Cousin, what are you going to do? Your poison - the poison lady is dead? My cousin's wife said that no one can cure your poison."
"Ah Qi, you will be fine!" The man holding the long sword glanced at Ming Hong, then took the hand of the man who had just spoken carelessly, and asked: "Master, you must have a way to save Ah Qi, right! Master, you must save Ah Qi, he is your disciple's grandson!"
"I'm not Liu Jinyuan, I'm not Liu Jinyuan! No - absolutely not!" Ming Hong sat on the ground, stepped back in panic, and said in horror: "No, no!"
"Why, why? Why is it like this? I'm not - I'm not Liu Jinyuan! I'm - I'm -"
"who I am?"
Minghong grabbed her head and said painfully, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I want to live, I want revenge, I want to kill Baiyue, I must kill him!"
"Husband, what's wrong with you? Husband, I won't let you die, I will never let you die!" The woman kneeling beside Minghong had a haggard face, tears in her eyes, and her whole face looked very fragile, but her eyes were extremely firm!
"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" Ming Hong looked panicked, repeatedly avoiding the woman's hand, and said in fear: "Don't come over, I'm not your husband!"
"Senior, what happened to my cousin?" Lin Yueru looked at the Drunken Swordsman and asked anxiously.
"I don't know!" The Drunken Swordsman shook his head and stretched out his hand to suck Ming Hong, but his magic power was ineffective against Ming Hong, and Ming Hong continued to retreat. The Drunken Swordsman was stunned, and then he sucked hard again, and Ming Hong flew towards the Drunken Swordsman involuntarily.
The Drunken Swordsman felt Minghong's pulse and said in surprise, "His poison has already penetrated deep into his internal organs! I just don't know why he is not dead yet?"
Caiyi heard what the Drunken Swordsman said, and then looked at Minghong who was almost crazy, tears fell like rain, crying: "Yes! Poison Lady is dead, no one can cure the silk poison, and my husband is in this state now - I'm afraid he will die soon -"
"What are you going to do?" The Drunken Swordsman looked at Caiyi, who was about to take out her own life essence pill, and asked in surprise, "Do you think it's worth it? To trade your one thousand years of cultivation for his ten years of life?"
When Minghong heard what Drunken Swordsman said, he turned around and looked at Caiyi without saying anything.
Now Minghong finally knew where he was and why he had those memories in his mind. If it was really what he thought, then he was Liu Jinyuan in "The Legend of Sword and Fairy".
Whether he likes it or not, once he walks into that light curtain, he is Liu Jinyuan.
"No need! Caiyi—no need! I have a way to save myself!" Minghong whispered. Although he was not as panicked as at the beginning, he looked like someone who could die at any time. His whole face was pale without a trace of blood.
Caiyi smiled and shook her head when she heard Minghong's words, saying, "My husband, don't lie to me. Only my life essence pill can save you! Caiyi is willing. Caiyi will always be my husband's wife and will never let anything happen to him!"
"I said no more!" Ming Hong waved his left hand, got rid of the Drunken Swordsman's grip, and said angrily. Ming Hong covered his chest and ran out of the cave.
"Aqi, where are you going?" Li Xiaoyao immediately stepped forward to stop Minghong and asked anxiously.
Minghong stopped, looked up at Li Xiaoyao, and said blankly: "Yes! Where should I go? Where should I go?"
"I want to live, I want to go back!"
Lin Yueru ran forward, held Minghong's arm, and asked anxiously, "Go back? Where to? Back home?"
Minghong stood there in a daze, looking at Lin Yueru and Li Xiaoyao standing in front of him, then turned back to look at Jiu Jianxian and Cai Yi. He knew very well who these people were, and he knew them very well, just like he knew himself.
Can he go back if he completes the revenge on Liu Jinyuan
The shadows in the cave blocked Minghong's eyes, making it impossible to see Minghong's expression or guess what she was thinking at the moment.
They only knew that Minghong was in critical condition and might die from the poison at any moment.
This time was different from the last time with the Six-Eared Macaque. Minghong was very familiar with everything. Looking at the concerned expressions of the people, Minghong felt uncomfortable, as if he was Liu Jinyuan.
But Minghong knew that he was not Liu Jinyuan at all. Just looking at the eyes of others, there was a voice in Minghong's heart that kept telling him to take revenge and save his friends. He did not dislike this voice, and it was like the voice deep in his heart.
Minghong touched his chest, felt his breath, looked at the cave and these people, and knew very well in his heart that no matter whether it was a game or reality, in this world, this was real life and real destiny.
Although he is now a dying man, he is not doomed to die.
"I can survive!" Minghong said, as if he had figured something out. As long as he fulfilled the obsession in his heart, there should be a way out.
"Cousin, you will definitely survive! You will!" Lin Yueru held Minghong's arm tightly and said firmly.
"Yes! I can survive, and you can survive too!" A smile appeared on Minghong's pale face, but black blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing the black blood at the corner of Minghong's mouth, everyone else felt nervous.
"Husband!" Caiyi hurried to Minghong, took out a handkerchief to help wipe the black blood stains from the corners of Minghong's mouth, and cried, "Husband, it's all my fault. If you hadn't saved me, a little butterfly, how could you have been bitten by the Poison Lady and been poisoned by her silk-binding poison?"
"My thousand years of practice will definitely save you!"
"What will happen after you save me? And then you live in guilt all day long. I - I can save myself!" Minghong shook off Caiyi's hand, touched the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I won't die so easily!"
"If you use your power to save me, I will not be alive! I don't owe you anything, and you don't owe me anything!" After saying this, Minghong closed his eyes and fell straight to the ground.
"Can the silk poison be cured?" This was the last thought in Minghong's mind when she woke up.
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