Chapter 3763

In the dark cave, there was a strong smell of blood, and the blood dripped drop by drop along the stone slabs into the white snow.

A weak voice drifted out from the hole, and the man's hoarse and painful crying could be vaguely heard: "I haven't forgotten you, I'm not what you think, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Dawn was breaking, and the morning light was faint.

Qin Wuyan, who had a nightmare all night, slowly opened his eyes.

After lying on the cold stone all night, the high fever on his body subsided.

The bloody smell that did not dissipate spread in his nostrils, and the rust-like smell surged in his throat. Qin Wuyan looked at the dim light outside the cave entrance, as if he had walked from the Prajna Hell. Back to the world.

He sat up slowly with his arms propped up. The burning pain in the wound torn by the black bear on his body had eased, the blood had solidified, and he felt sensation in his legs that had no sensation yesterday.

The bone-deep calf bitten by the black bear was already swollen to a high degree, and there was a piercing pain.

Qin Wuyan didn't even blink his eyes, he moved to the edge of the stone wall, supported the stone wall to stand up, dragged his lame leg, and looked outside.

The crows were circling halfway up the mountain. After being baptized by the snow water, Min Shuisheng's body had begun to rot little by little.

The crow couldn't wait, so it stopped on a nearby branch, pecked at Min Shuisheng's eyeballs, and pecked a face so bloody that it couldn't distinguish its original face.

Qin Wuyan stood at the entrance of the cave and watched this scene coldly, his whole body seemed to be soaked in a bloodthirsty and violent aura that had nothing to do with him.

Indifferent, cold, and ruthless, like a humanoid machine without emotion.

Qin Wuyan watched for a while, and gradually realized something was wrong. The crows here seemed to be much bigger than the crows he had seen before, like eagles.

In the cold winter, there are huge reptiles crawling around in the snow, and they are also terrifyingly big.

Qin Wuyan sat on the bluestone slab with his legs crossed, and began to polish the sharp stone in his hand. He sharpened one end of the stone until it was as sharp as a blade, and the other end of the stone was as smooth as a handle, making it easier to hold.

At night, he lit a fire with the branches and dry grass in the cave, cut off the fur of the dead black bear, cut the meat, roasted it on the fire, and swallowed it bit by bit.

During the day, he sat on the bluestone slab and polished the weapon in his hand, observing the surrounding conditions. When night fell, he lay on the haystack, closing his eyes and forcing himself to fall asleep.

The nightmare came as expected every night when he closed his eyes.

Those scenes that he had deliberately forgotten reappeared in his dreams time and time again, presenting in front of him like the substance:

"We were born humble, not as valuable as the life of a dog in a powerful family."

"You have nothing, what do you use to protect the person you want to protect?"

"This person is serious about punishing his relatives and killing them, so he cannot stay."

"You are the most proud closed disciple in my life, but you really disappoint me. Who has done great things since ancient times, who is obsessed with the love of children?"

"Ah Yan, it's extremely cold at the heights, but at least he was able to save his own life and be respected by the world."

"Low places are like ants, life is like worthless, rotten and cheap like mud, death is not a pity."

"Only when you break through your inner demons can you hope to stand at the highest place, and you will get what you want."

"Guiyuan Qu can command all things, you must learn it."

"Could it be that you are willing to become the mount under those dudes, the beast under the arrow, the object of abuse, and the target of humiliation?"

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