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Gu Xiangling lay groggily on the simple hammock. Her face was a strange shade of red, and from time to time, she would let out a few weak moans.

Malaria relentlessly attacked her body, and within a few days, she was tormented to the point of death. His illness flared up at any moment, sometimes as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and even his blood seemed to have frozen over. Sometimes, it was unbearably hot. It was as if his entire body was placed above the carbon fire.

It was hot, like standing in a fire, and all she could see was a blinding red light. Gu Xiangling only felt that her mouth was dry and thirsty. Her tongue was like a field during a drought, splitting into pieces.

Is this the legendary hell? Yes, isn't hell the sea of blades and flames? His body, which had been plagued by illness for so long, had finally passed away. But why do I feel so uncomfortable? Could it be that death isn't the end of the pain, but the beginning?

The red light that filled the sky suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a deathly white colour. A bone-piercing coldness engulfed his entire body. The formless air also became solemn, as if it had congealed into solid ice.

The taste of death was too unpleasant. She didn't want to die. She wanted to live! In this world, there was still the person she loved the most. She was unwilling to abandon him!

In a trance, Gu Xiangling seemed to hear a voice filled with emotions calling out, "Darling!"

"Sword Inscription, is that you?" Gu Xiangling sighed. Other than Song Mingjian, Song Mingjian would call out to him passionately in his sleep.

"Xiang Ling!" "Xiang Ling!" Song Mingjian's voice seemed to come from far away, but it sounded as if it was right in front of her eyes. Gu Xiangling couldn't wait to chase after the voice …

A golden light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was the golden light that belonged to the sun. Heh, it's sunlight! Sunlight that symbolizes life. Gu Xiangling's body trembled as she opened her eyes, awakening her consciousness bit by bit.

The bright sunlight shined over the entire world. It was a beautiful sunny day! Gu Xiangling remembered that before she fell asleep, it had rained heavily for several days. This period of time should belong to the rainy season. She had been bitten by an active mosquito in the rainy season, which caused her to suffer from malaria.

"Mengmeng!" "Mengmeng!" Gu Xiangling did her best to raise her voice a few times, but she didn't hear a reply. Where did the little thing go? Gu Xiangling forced herself to the ground, while all the bones in her body felt like they were going to be pulled out.

Using her walking stick, Gu Xiangling walked out of the cave step by step. The dazzling sunlight made her angry. Yes, she was not dead, she was still alive.

She could not sit still and wait for death. She had to save herself. His top priority right now was to find Bei Mengmeng. Could this little thing be eaten by a wild animal?

After walking just a few steps, Gu Xiangling's forehead was covered in sweat, and her head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to explode. She bit her lip and moved, reminding herself not to fall.

On the last steep slope, Gu Xiangling slipped and fell uncontrollably. Her vision blurred, and only her nose could smell the faint scent of herbs.

Gu Xiangling was immediately enlivened by the herbs. When she focused her attention on it, she saw a large plant that looked like a leaf of wormwood. Taking a few leaves and sniffing them, the medicinal smell became stronger. Gu Xiangling suddenly remembered. This was the green artemisia selengensis that the Nobel laureate of medicine, Tu Xiao, spoke of.

Was this artemisia selengensis? Gu Xiangling didn't dare to be sure, but she picked a bunch. A dead horse was better than waiting for death.

Gu Xiangling washed the herbs and left them to dry under the sun. Naturally, she didn't know how to make medicinal herbs. Everything depended on one's intuition.

By the time she finished, Gu Xiangling was completely exhausted. She wished that she could lie down on the ground and never get up again. After a short rest, she was up. She needed to eat something. If she hadn't eaten for a long time, could her body withstand it? Eating without appetite, in order to survive.

She cooked a pot of fish soup and a few eggs. Gu Xiangling had just eaten a few mouthfuls when she instinctively vomited. Was her weak stomach unable to accept any more food?

After vomiting and eating again, Gu Xiangling slowed down her eating speed and ate slowly. In the end, she did not vomit again.

"Sister! "You're awake!" Gu Xiangling suddenly heard Bei Mengmeng's voice. Turning around, she saw that the little thing had come back from nowhere. Her body was covered in mud, looking like a lump of mud.

"Where did you go? The sea is so dangerous, and you have no sense of direction … " Gu Xiangling had only said a few words, but seeing how pitiful Bei Mengmeng was, she couldn't bear to teach her a lesson. Hungry. Eat something. Don't be afraid, big sister has found a way to save herself. "

She showed the herb to Bei Mengmeng, "Is this artemisia selengensis?"

Bei Mengmeng said affirmatively, "It's artemisia selengensis."

Gu Xiangling's mind began to hurt again, so much so that she was covered in cold sweat. She wanted to split open her head with a knife and release that headache-inducing force. Malaria broke out when it was said, and each time was more severe than the last. She didn't have time to wait for the green wormwood to become a complete Chinese medicine.

Without any hesitation, he threw the fresh artemisia selengensis into the pot and boiled it. Soon, a strong medicinal smell filled the air. Gu Xiangling frowned as she looked at the green concoction in the wok. She then gulped it down.

The medicinal strength of the pill gradually began to take effect. Gu Xiangling only wanted to sleep, and she was finally unable to resist the sleepiness as she slowly fell asleep.

Song Mingjian's voice seemed to be real again, as his figure seemed to fade in and out of existence. His eyes flickered with a devilish yet passionate gaze, and the corner of his mouth held his signature mocking smile.

"Sword Inscription!" Gu Xiangling called out to him, wanting nothing more than to throw herself into his embrace.

"Darling, you've suffered." Song Ming kissed her carefully, not sparing a single inch of her skin.

"I missed you. I missed you so much." Gu Xiangling said in a daze. She really wanted to fall into his arms and never wake up.

"What do you think?" Song Ming's sword slowly moved along her body.

Gu Xiangling blushed when she heard the teasing tone of his voice. She thought to herself, "Do you miss me?"

"I think every cell in my body misses you. I can't wait to become one with you." Song Ming fiercely kissed her, and his four lips seemed to be on the verge of causing sparks to appear …

When she woke up, the sky had already turned dark. Gu Xiangling stared blankly at the sky full of stars. She was still on the island and had just had a beautiful dream.

Although his entire body was weak, the headache that he had been having had lessened by a lot. It seemed like the green wormwood had been effective. Gu Xiangling smiled in satisfaction. She had finally passed through the gates of hell.

After drinking another bowl of medicine and eating some food, she wanted to recover as soon as possible. The feeling of being sick was too unbearable.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, shining its misty moonlight. Gu Xiangling kissed the purple shell, symbolizing the eternal love of the purple shell, can I reunite with my loved one?

"I leave my worries with the moon and follow the wind all the way to the west." I love you, are you looking at the moon with me now? Thousands of miles away from you, can my longing pass through tens of thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains and reach you by your side?

Gu Xiangling hugged her shoulders and sat on the ground, then bit her lips and sobbed softly. After walking around the gates to hell, she missed the days when she was protected by Song Ming's sword more and more.