long night walk

Chapter 1649 The Correct Way of Discipline

He was injured so badly that his eyes were blinded and his body was damaged. This ship was full of monsters and there was no medicine that could treat him.

Using all possible means just to cut off one of her arms, this price is too high.

Ayiwu stood up coldly, covering the wound on her broken arm. Sticky black blood kept flowing out of her wound, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

She looked at Bailian cruelly and sneered, "I spent so much effort to let her become a passenger here, just to prevent me from taking action against her easily. Since you value her so much, I am now very curious. After you are completely polluted and assimilated into a monster, will she really ignore the safety of her world and take you home with her?"

"That would be very interesting."

"So, in order to maintain my curiosity, I will not take your life for the time being. Since you are unwilling to return this umbrella-bone knife, one day, I will take it back myself."

After saying that, Ayiwu bowed her hands towards somewhere in the darkness, with a strange smile on her face, and said: "Yangui, it is also destined that we will meet again."

As she finished her words, she raised the big red blood umbrella with her toes. As the umbrella fluttered, thick fog rose up and her bloodstained figure disappeared in the fog. Her breath gradually became elusive and difficult to capture.

Cangnanyi came to Bailian's side, she squatted down, wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his eyes with her fingers, and her whispering voice was so soft that it was almost impossible to hear any emotion.

"It seems that since I met you, every time you fight, you fight very hard."

But this time, the difference is that he is fighting for her.

Although every one of her disciples in the past was taught a bad lesson by her, and half of their lives were not enough for her to squander.

However, it was the first time in her life that someone took the initiative to squander his life because of her.

Bailian's fingers, which could hardly be lifted, were almost soaked in the blood that was spreading on the ground.

He pulled the corners of his lips and said with difficulty: "I was born strong and can't die."

Cang Nanyi said: "I can't die, but I can't live well either."

She really didn't understand what he had been through. At such a young age, he could accept the pain brought by such terrible and serious injuries without changing his expression.

Even though I'm used to the pain.

But pain is pain.

You can get used to the pain, but no one likes to accept it.

Her eyeballs rolled slightly, and a large amount of burning blood flowed out from her tightly closed eyes, staining her snow-white fingertips scarlet.

Bailian was blind and didn't notice these things. He adjusted the disordered blood and breath in his body and said, "Don't worry, this corpse demon's body is very strong and its recovery ability is amazing. This kind of injury is irreparable for others, but for me, it's only a matter of time to repair my body.

Ayiwu was not aware of this, otherwise she would not be willing to leave here so easily. "

Cangnanyi didn't say anything. She was silent for a moment, then suddenly bent down to help him up.

Bailian was covered in wounds, and every part of his body was healthy flesh. The slightest movement would pull the wounds.

He groaned softly in pain and squinted his eyes and said, "Your Highness, don't worry about me. The guest house is open. You can move in first. The most urgent thing is to deal with the problem of the calamity period in your body."

He only paid for one person's room, so naturally he couldn't go into the house with her to avoid the dangers and monsters.

Even though there was a steady stream of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, making his handsome face look extremely messy.

But Cangnanyi still took the trouble to wipe the blood off his face with her palm. She lowered her head and looked at Bailian's face silently, and suddenly said: "Since you have already become my disciple, why do you still need to call me Madam?"

Bailian confirmed it, and he didn't understand why the queen avoided the topic he just mentioned, but instead cared about such an insignificant thing as the title at this time.

  (Sorry for the late update, there will be another one in the afternoon.)

He coughed lightly and swallowed the fishy taste rising in his throat.

"Uh... I'm used to calling you that. When I'm alone, it's hard to change my way of addressing you. If your Majesty is concerned about this, I... ahem, I'll just change my address."

Cangnanyi looked at Bailian with a very obscure look, and his tone was inexplicably low: "Forget it, it's just a title, just get used to it."

Anyway, she never expected this little guy to be a good student who follows the rules and observes etiquette.

Bailian couldn't see, and didn't know what position he was in as he lay in her arms. He only felt that his whole body was soft, and the light and cool body fragrance was gradually overwhelming the smell of blood on his body.

He laughed unnaturally and continued to urge Cangnanyi to return to her room quickly. "My Lady, time is costing us every moment now, and we can't afford your delay."

Cangnanyi lowered his eyes and scanned his body, saying calmly: "Now you have twelve knives stuck in your body, all deeply stuck in your important veins and bones. If I don't help you pull out these knives, can you still move?"

Bailian laughed and said, "My queen, do you still have the energy to draw the sword for me?"

Just now, in order to prevent Ayiwu from summoning the knife back, he used the corpse flower to turn bones into bones and fused them with the knife.

Now it looks like the twelve bone knives are deeply inserted into his body, but in fact, with the help of the power of the corpse flower, he has half-melted the twelve bone knives into his own bones.

If you want to forcibly pull out the bone knife, you need some extraordinary means.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Bailian felt a sudden sharp pain in his shoulder.

There was a sound of "swish" as the sharp blade left the body, and blood splattered on the blue shirt.

The sudden and unexpected severe pain made Bailian tremble all over and almost bite his tongue.

As a sharp pain came from my shoulder, my left arm gradually regained consciousness, as if some kind of shackles had been removed.

Cangnanyi calmly looked at Bailian, who was shaking in pain in her arms. She threw the bone knife in her hand as if nothing had happened, and let the bone knife fly into the darkness and return to Ayiwu after leaving her hand.

She smiled faintly and pinched Bailian's pale cheek with her blood-stained hand, not knowing whether she was comforting or teasing.

"Now, your reaction looks like that of a normal child who is afraid of pain."

The twelve-bone knife itself contained an unusually polluting force. The knife on the shoulder had been pulled out, but the pain was still difficult to relieve.

After a long time, Bailian's trembling body gradually calmed down. He heard clearly what Cangnanyi said, and fell into her arms and smiled weakly.

"Your Highness, the way you said this makes it seem like someone who isn't afraid of pain is abnormal."

Cangnanyi's hand has already touched the second bone knife.

Where Bailian couldn't see, she lowered her eyes and looked at the tragic scene of the cut wounds on his body being forcibly merged with the evil creature, her brows tightly furrowed.

However, her voice was calm, just like her usual calmness. "There are many people in the world who are brave enough to show off in front of others and not afraid of pain, but I have never seen a young man like you who loves to show off and can't take care of yourself.

What? When you were hurt by your mother's side, you were also so calm and composed, not wanting her to notice anything?"

The second bone knife fell, but this time Bailian was already mentally prepared. When the familiar severe pain came, he gritted his teeth, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and there was no other reaction.

Cangnanyi's eyes were deep.

The hand that was originally about to reach for the third bone knife also paused.

This... is really a young man who is not loved by others.

Bailian endured the severe pain and moved the knuckles of his right hand. He found that it no longer affected his mobility. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyebrows knitted in displeasure. He said, "Why does the queen always want to be my mother?"

Cangnanyi was silent for a moment, as if he didn't know how to answer this thought-provoking question.

After a while, she didn't know what she had thought of. She said with a sneer, "You didn't want me to be your mother because you thought about how much you loved her. Now it seems that there is something else going on."

Bailian didn't know where she came from: "What else?"

Cangnanyi slowly drew out another knife, blood splashed between her eyebrows and eyes, she also said teasingly without changing her expression: "Young man, were you satisfied with that strange body just now? It's no wonder. If I were your mother, you would really have to stop thinking about taking off people's clothes."

This time Bailian really couldn't bear it. He groaned in pain, and painful spasms swept through his body. His broken bones felt like they were being rubbed hard by a file.

Bailian felt a black screen before his eyes. Even lying down, he could not resist the dizziness. His body was in pain and he subconsciously hugged the person next to him for comfort, burying his head in her arms.

Cangnanyi lowered her eyes and focused deeply. She did not push away this somewhat unreasonable behavior. Instead, she stretched out her arms and buried him deeper in her body.

Waves of cold and subtle fragrance lingered, yet the cold and sacred aura suddenly became no longer as distant as the snow on the mountains.

Instead, it was like the gentlest wave in the world, softly embracing him and endowing him with a kind of tranquil and peaceful tolerance unique to motherhood.

Bailian took a long while to come to his senses. He moved his head and gritted his teeth and said, "I've already said it, I didn't take off her clothes."

Cang Nanyi smiled softly and asked a question that was neither appropriate nor appropriate for his status: "Does it look good?"

Bailian was choked with emotion and remained silent.

Cang Nanyi said slowly: "You've seen it all, but you don't have the courage to answer?"

He said this as if he was looking at her.

  How could this person be so shameless as to take advantage of others for granted?

Bailian would naturally not be fooled into answering such a boring and fatal question.

He had no choice but to shamelessly try to change the fatal topic, tentatively moving closer to Cang Nanyi's arms and saying, "My lady, it hurts, please be gentle."

Cang Nanyi smiled and said, "Now you have realized that as a young man, you can be submissive and act like a spoiled child to your elders when you feel pain?"

Bailian was silent for a moment, then said, "Your Highness has accepted disciples and apprentices, and also a daughter, a tiger. If Your Highness had a more friendly personality, I think those younger disciples would not be so afraid of Your Highness as a king or a tiger."

Cangnanyi squinted his eyes and said, "Young man, are you blaming my sect for not doing anything, causing them to die or become disabled?"

Bailian said: "That's not what I meant."

Cangnan Yi said calmly: "It's not that I didn't give them a chance. Those who want to become my disciples have impure thoughts and excessively pursue the power and desire of Taoist magic. They will eventually suffer the consequences. Throughout the ages, the essence of the Jian character formula is not something that cannot be passed on to disciples in person, but you are the only one who can comprehend the profound meaning of this formula.

The former is a fairy, but it is difficult for him to keep his heart upright. Although he respects me and respects me, he respects my strength and status. However, the difference between fairies and demons is always prejudiced in their hearts. They are just master and disciple in name only. Behind this respect, there is more fear. "

She lowered her eyes and said, "But you are different. You are not afraid of me. Although I have accepted disciples since ancient times, you are the only one who has truly received three bows."

Cangnanyi gently stroked Baili'an's back, just like an elder comforting a weak and injured younger generation, and said calmly: "I have been the Lord of Kunlun for tens of millions of years, but I am not good at being a kind elder.

Living outside the mortal world, it is difficult for people to get close to me. But now that I have accepted you as my disciple, I still hope that you can be like an ordinary child, being weak when you are hurt, enduring the pain without any need, and being strong without saying anything. "

Bailian opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Perhaps it was because he had not been close to Baili Yu since childhood, and he was forced to separate from his mother when he was still young.

He has always not known how to get along with his elders, and he doesn't know when he developed such an awkward and rule-abiding personality.

After a long while, he pulled the corners of his lips a little unnaturally and said, "Your Highness, what you said makes it seem as if Little Shanjun is not an ordinary child of the younger generation."

Cangnanyi lowered her eyes, and the look between her eyelashes was somewhat ambiguous. She chuckled softly, revealing a hint of helplessness in her voice: "That child, for some reason, I'm afraid it will be impossible for him to become truly close to anyone in this life."

Bailian thought so too.

For example, Xiaoshanjun's background makes him sick and frail, so it is understandable that his temperament is somewhat cold and callous.

The Queen's words today clearly meant to teach him to learn to rely on his elders and be close to them.

But as he spoke, he revealed a bit of the pitiful feeling of an empty-nest elderly person...

The twelve bone knives were quickly processed by Cangnanyi.

Bailian touched his eyeballs through his eyelids. The bleeding had stopped and his eyes began to feel a slight tingling sensation. This was obviously the corpse demon's healing talent taking effect.

"Your Highness, don't worry. The bone knife has been removed and it's only a matter of time before the wounds on your body heal."

Cang Nanyi also knew that she couldn't waste any more time. She glanced at Bailian and asked, "Do you want me to feed you some blood?"

In this world, he is probably the only one who can enjoy such an honor from the Queen.

Bailian subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, his expression paused, he smiled slightly, the blood and energy in his body dissipated, his black hair turned silver, his dragon horns grew, and he turned into a demon dragon again.

He picked up Cangnanyi's right hand, which had just been used to draw the knife for her. His palm was covered in blood and the flesh was rolled up in a mess.

Although he couldn't see, he knew what was happening.

Bailian lowered his head and licked the wound on her palm carefully, licking the blood clean like a cub licking the wound of its mother.

Pale lips bright red.

"This bloody food is enough."