In this state of exhaustion, Leng Yue didn't say anything. She kept crying and her beautiful eyes gradually lost their spirit. I felt like I was being sucked dry. Even if we were just friends, I couldn't just watch her die.
"Hey, Leng Yue, can you hear me?" I hurriedly asked, but I didn't get an answer.
At this time, Curator Du, who was in the air, shouted, "Xiao Zhuang, give her this."
In the blink of an eye, a pill flew over and I caught it. This thing was called the Life Continuing Pill. No matter if one was seriously injured or poisoned, as long as they still had one breath left, they could live for one day after taking it.
In some special situations, it would definitely have a miraculous effect. After all, the situation was urgent. Every minute and second was torture for Leng Yue. She could die at any time.
I didn't hesitate and stuffed it into Leng Yue's mouth. Due to the decline of her body, Leng Yue had almost lost the ability to swallow. This kind of pill wasn't easy to digest. Looking at her uncomfortable appearance, I felt pain in my heart.
Since I couldn't conjure water, I clenched my teeth and took the bayonet to cut my wrist. Drops of blood flowed into her mouth. Leng Yue's consciousness was a little hazy. Under the nourishment of the blood, she couldn't help but blink. After seeing the situation clearly, she was startled and opened her mouth in surprise. Along with the blood, she swallowed the pill.
This sickly state lasted for a few seconds before color returned to Leng Yue's face. Although the poison in her body was still there, she wasn't in so much pain and her consciousness was much clearer.
Actually, even I didn't know that my blood had some special effects. The Blood Devil's Pure Yang bloodline wasn't groundless. Although ordinary blood wasn't as magical as blood essence, it could still nourish the body. Of course, it couldn't be used on ordinary people as it would have the opposite effect.
According to the effects of the Life Continuing Pill, Leng Yue would enter into a coma for a day and a night. During this time, as long as she received treatment, she would be able to live. Otherwise, she would die. But now, with my blood, Leng Yue could maintain her consciousness. It's just that in this one day, she would lose all of her original abilities and completely degenerate into an ordinary person.
Seeing that Leng Yue's condition had improved, I let out a long sigh of relief. That feeling was even more unbearable than when I was critically ill. Of course, the current me still didn't know the specific effects of the Life Continuing Pill and thought that she was already cured of her illness. However, Leng Yue could feel that she had lost all of her power, including her skillful combat skills.
Although it was a bit of a pity, if she could save her life, it was understandable that she had to pay a price. Just now, at the moment of life and death, she couldn't help but say some words. If it was any other time, she definitely wouldn't say them.
It was to the extent that Leng Yue didn't dare to look at me. She lowered her head and a trace of blush appeared on her face. It was as if she had applied rouge, making her look exceptionally beautiful.
The current me didn't have the mood to admire her. In the air, the two experts were engaged in a fierce battle. Originally, Old Man Ouyang's overall strength was slightly inferior, but with the help of the Golden Snake Sword, his strength had increased by a level. Although it was the first time he had come into contact with the Golden Snake Sword, the deterrence that Old Man Ouyang displayed was not inferior to Gu Lang's. As expected, this kind of treasure could only be used by those with true ability.
Leng Yue's side was temporarily stabilized. I checked the wound on my shoulder and found that it had mostly recovered. Although it had affected my strength, it didn't hinder me from rubbing my palms together.
"I'm going to help Curator Du."
If this dragged on, it wouldn't be a good idea. If Curator Du were to get hit by the sword, he would be forced to retreat. If that happened, not only Curator Du, but I would also be in danger.
"Don't."
Leng Yue grabbed my arm and gently shook her head. Although she also understood this logic, she didn't want me to take the risk. Old Man Ouyang's strength wasn't something that Gu Lang could compare to.
Looking at the entire Kun City and even the entire Nan Yun Province, Old Man Ouyang was one of the top experts. However, the profession of an assassin was a little special. Leng Yue knew this better than anyone else. Generally speaking, an assassin focused on killing with one strike. If you coaxed and pestered them, you wouldn't have the slightest advantage. So, it wasn't surprising that Gu Lang lost to me.
"It's okay. Let me go. You have to understand that this isn't just to protect myself, but also to protect you."
I gently pushed her hand away. I was well aware of Leng Yue's good intentions. Our life and death parting just now had caused our relationship to become extremely delicate.
It should be known that Leng Yue was a woman with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Once her recognition of a person reached a certain level, she would be inexplicably biased. That was why she didn't want to poison me to death.
She still pulled my sleeve twice, but it didn't work. I stomped my feet and jumped several zhang high into the air, joining them.
These two people's strength was unfathomable. In a short period of time, with the help of their energy, they could even jump in the air. Of course, it was considered good to be able to maintain this for one or two minutes. It was like a fish in the water, as long as it occasionally popped up on the surface, it would be fine.
I wasn't as good. After throwing a few punches, I fell back down and then jumped up again, just like a 'jumping frog'.
"Little bastard, it's the grudge between us. You better not get involved." Old Man Ouyang revealed a thick anger.
"Xiao Zhuang, I appreciate your good intentions, but this matter must be handled by me." Curator Du faintly smiled. His eyes were filled with determination.
I was a little surprised. Didn't Curator Du know the seriousness of this matter?
At this critical moment, he shouldn't care about his face.
It was quite embarrassing to be rebuffed like this. Leng Yue revealed a gloating smile. She seemed to know some of the secrets behind this matter.
It turned out that the grudge between Curator Du and Old Man Ouyang wasn't just because of their high level of martial arts. More importantly, the reason why they were enemies was because of an unknown past.