The Strongest Abandoned Son
Chapter 110: The bitter well
Inside the rusty cave, Ye Mo looked at Luo Susu who was getting worse by the minute. He was very worried, but he had withered. If he were to give Luo Susu more blood, perhaps she would really not be able to survive.
Ye Mo hated why he missed a bit of the chi spirit to break through. If he were at the third level now, there would be no problems at all.
His mind wandered as he seemed to see the yellow-clothed girl giving him more than half of the water. After a long time, the figure of the yellow-clothed girl appeared to join her master Luo Ying. He could no longer tell if he was Luo Ying or Luo Milk.
Suddenly, Ye Mo woke up once more. He knew he couldn't hold on anymore. But in his mind, he could not bear to see the woman he was carrying dead before his eyes. Thinking of this, Ye Mo tenaciously opened his wrist without hesitation and pointed it at Luo Susu's mouth.
Ye Mo's wounds healed very quickly but Ye Mo had made up his mind. Once the wound heals, he'll slice it open again. She had a deep feeling in her heart that Luo Ying was Luo Milk. Otherwise, why would he fall in love with her so hard?
He did not know how many times he had cut himself, but Ye Mo suddenly felt tired. He knew he was going to die.
He did not think that he still did not come out of this desert in the end. However, what was more interesting was that he died with a girl with the surname Luo. Luo Milk, Luo Ying.
Ye Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth. He thinks he doesn't deserve to be here. Since he would go and be able to die with the woman he loved, he felt satisfied.
When he fainted, he thought of nothing. It was just the figure of Luo Ying and Luo Milk before his eyes. One moment, it would be Luo Ying, another moment, it would be Luo Milk. Then, they joined. He doesn't want to think. Regardless of whether it was Luo Ying or Luo Milk, she felt she was satisfied as long as she had it by her side.
It was unknown how long time had passed, but when Luo Susu woke up, the moon was high in the sky. The entire cave was shining brightly by the moonlight. Suddenly, he realized that the cover of his face had opened, his heart racing. But soon, he discovered that Ye Mo's wrist was still in his mouth. The wound forms a scab. He carefully released Ye Mo's hand to find that Ye Mo had slept in the sand. He was unconscious. He held the other hand on his waist, but was still smiling in his mouth.
Luo Susu finally understood that she was saved by Ye Mo. If not for Ye Mo's blood, he would have long since died.
Ye Mo risked his life by taking him out of the sea of insects and then using his own blood to save him. But why did Ye Mo save someone he had just met. Was it just because he gave her one bag of water?
Other than Lan Yu saving her life, for the first time, Luo Susu felt that she owed a debt to the young man in front of her. Although he might not be alive, but he still felt he owed him a debt, even if he died soon.
Luo Susu had never been this close to a man, let alone being carried by a man for two whole days and one night. The man below had a pale face, but he was still smiling. He wondered what he was thinking.
Luo Susu stretched out her trembling hand and felt Ye Mo's face. Although, there was some sand on it, its features were easily distinguishable. There is no little fat. The moment he touched her face, he suddenly gave her a sense of familiarity, but that feeling felt to be on the verge of existence and absence. Something he couldn't understand.
Is he dead?
Luo Susu suddenly felt melancholy. Even though he had yet to find Ning Qingxue, he still paid off his debt to Lan Yu because he was about to lose his life in the desert. However, how could he repay his debt to a dead man?
He used his own blood to save her. Even though he would still die, he would die after him.
Luo Susu could not understand why Ye Mo would save her. He even imagined that when the insect caught up, Ye Mo would throw it away instead of throwing away his bag. If he hadn't saved Luo Susu, maybe he was still alive.
However, he threw away his bag instead of throwing it away. His heart that had never felt a ripple suddenly broke for a stranger.
Memory's simple. From the age of five, he was brought to learn some secret arts. 12 years later, he returned to thank Lan Yu's sister once. The place he was in was a hidden door. What he learned was ancient Chinese martial arts. Those from hidden doors were not allowed in the mortal world. Moreover, the place he was, the Door of Peace, had to get away from the commotion of the human world. Thus, only he knew of the difficulty of coming to Lan Yu's aid.
Other than paying his debt to Lan Yu, there was nothing tying him to the mortal world. Thus, his memories before five years of life were the memories of the city. Finally, after that, hidden the memory of the door, simple and innocent.
Even though he had a young heart, he would never have an emotional ripple. In his eyes, other than training, there was nothing else. But today, a strange man died for her, and for the first time, she felt touched. Not for anything else, just for his actions.
The people from the hidden door were cold and focused only on cultivating. No one wants to risk their life to save another. But now, Luo Susu met someone who was willing to give up her life to save her. Perhaps when he dropped the bag, he was already preparing for the worst.
Why would he do that?
“Susu, our way of cultivation is one that requires a calm heart.You should remember not to let anything affect your emotions, refrain from excitement, worry, anger, pain … you can't be too emotional. “The words of his master seemed to echo in his ears. However, Luo Susu could not control her grief.
He did not know how his master controlled himself, but he could not even control himself over the death of a stranger. How did this happen? Even if he owed her a lifetime and she was going to die, why was he so sad?
Suddenly, his heart ached as if all of his strength was about to leave him. Spewing out, Luo Milk spewed out blood. Looking at the thick red stains on the ground, Luo Susu's eyes were filled with faint sadness. Is this a side effect of his cultivation method?
He looked down again at Ye Mo whose eyes were tightly closed. He still could not hold back his tears as it fell onto his face and rolled into his mouth. Luo Susu suddenly thought if all her tears fell into her mouth, would she come back to life?
Ye Mo, in the boundless darkness, suddenly saw a clear well. He felt very thirsty and he jumped into the well. He drank all the water but the amount was very small and it tasted bitter.
He opened his mouth and waited for more bitter water.
Luo Susu's hand suddenly felt Ye Mo's heartbeat. Although very faint, but still there. He's not dead. Luo Milk suddenly rejoiced. If only he had more water.
Luo Susu did not even think before grabbing Ye Mo's sword and biting his wrist as well. Blood immediately gushed out and he quickly pointed it at Ye Mo's mouth. He wanted Ye Mo to drink but his blood was too thick. Ye Mo couldn't drink it.
In despair, Luo Susu cried again. She wiped it from her own wrist and fed it to Ye Mo's mouth. But with just that, he could no longer hold on and fell unconscious as well. His blood was too thick and just for a moment, it froze.
Ye Mo felt that the bitter well water suddenly became viscous. His mouth seemed to feel a softness. He subconsciously gulped and his Dan Tian felt the heat.
Ye Mo was somewhat conscious. He seemed to have noticed something and started cultivating. He was increasingly aware and even convinced that he was on the verge of a breakthrough. He will not let this opportunity pass.
Chi Ye Mo continued to experience the cultivation cycle. One cycle, two cycles. The membrane that stopped Ye Mo from reaching the third level was getting thinner. Charging and charging again as well.
Ye Mo thought nothing else. He just wants to break through that membrane.
Luo Susu felt a warmth as well as something that seemed to calm her soul. He opened his eyes enjoying the feeling. He felt that even if he died like this, he would be very peaceful. He was very grateful to the young man who took him away from the insects allowing him to choose a peaceful way of death.
But soon, he understood that Ye Mo's body was emitting this feeling. Ye Mo still did not open his eyes. His face was still pale, but it had more blood than before.
Luo Milk rejoiced. He knew he couldn't last any longer, but if he could save this person, then he wouldn't regret it. He would pay for everything and would be able to leave this world without regret. Then she had a feeling that made her feel close to this man. He didn't know why he felt that way.
He cut his wrist once more and m.e.ngi.sap blood into Ye Mo's mouth.
Ye Mo was at the critical moment of breaking through to the third level. He did not expect such a thing to happen.
But soon, he understood what woke him up. The viscous liquid in his dream was Luo Milk's blood. That softness was his lips. He felt moved but did not know what the bitter water was.
Other than her master Luo Ying, this was the first time Ye Mo had been moved by a woman. He did not like to shed tears and never did, but now, his eyes were in pain.
Ye Mo wanted to stop Luo Susu's suicide, but he couldn't right now. He needed to focus all his efforts on breaking through. Only then could he save them both.
Luo Susu suddenly raised her hand and wiped the tears from Ye Mo's eyes as she muttered, “Sister Yu said today is my birthday. I don't think I'm going to celebrate my last birthday here. ”Then, he fell on Ye Mo and fainted. Like Ye Mo, he fainted with a smile on his face.
Regardless of whether he could save Ye Mo, he did everything he could. He owed no one and could leave without regret.