These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

But at the same time, the sword pierced the witch god's brow, drawing even more blood.

"Do not……!"

The witch god struggled frantically.

However, Wei Tu used his entire body as chains to firmly bind the other party to the cliff.

Even though the cliff was shaking violently and rocks were constantly falling from it.

But in the dust, in the blood, in the golden light.

The boy opened his mouth and roared.

"Go to hell!"

"Boom!!"

The cliff collapsed in an instant, and countless rocks tumbled down, burying the two glowing figures completely.

Lu Qingyan, carrying her injured body, arrived at the scene, only to witness Shen Tu piercing the brow of the Witch God.

"Roar!!!!"

The roar of the witch god was drowned out by the pile of rocks.

The cliff has become a huge tomb, the tomb of God.

85. Men should face this!

Lu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, looking at the devastated scene before her.

She was seriously injured. She was not Wei Tu. It was truly remarkable that she was still alive after being attacked by the incarnation of the Witch God. She had to give full credit to Wei Tu for the body training she had received earlier.

And now... that boy is buried under these piles of stones.

Lu Qingyan almost abandoned all thoughts and concerns, ignoring even the wounds on her body. She rushed towards the pile of stones, throwing her sword aside. The woman, who couldn't even catch her breath, directly used her blood-stained hands to poke at the pile of stones.

They threw down stones, some large, some small, and some sharp.

"Wei Tu...!"

"Tu'er...!"

Lu Qingyan was almost crying out, looking as weak and helpless as a child who had lost everything.

The stones were rolling down, and many of them were stained with blood.

All of them came from this woman's palm.

Her fingers were worn raw, they had been worn raw for a long time, but her crying was not because of pain.

The tears were not because of the hardship at the moment.

She wanted to see him.

She was determined to find him no matter what.

But how much rubble accumulated when buried by a cliff? It's like a small mountain.

Lu Qingyan has already exerted a lot of effort to climb to the top. If this continues, how long will it take?

She didn't know how long it would take, but she had no choice; all that remained in her mind was the single obsession to find that boy.

They kept throwing stones down.

My fingers are blistered.

The palm was split open.

They didn't even care if they cut their wrists.

It doesn't matter how clumsy she is, or how unlike the goddess others see her as...

"Wei Tu...where are you...?"

"Call me... Tu'er... Wait a minute, wait a minute, Master, okay..."

Just as Lu Qingyan was bewitched.

"Lu Qingyan?!"

A sound came from behind.

Lu Qingyan was stunned for a moment and turned around, only to see two women appear behind her.

One is Mu Xitong, who wouldn't admit to making a mistake.

The other one... had long, bright red hair and looked delicate and cute; she was a girl I had absolutely no recollection of.

Mu Xitong looked at Lu Qingyan.

"Where is Wei Tu?!"

Lu Qingyan came to her senses and said, "He...he's under the rock...he's buried, please help...please, please help me..."

When Lu Qingyan, who never asked for favors, said such a thing, Mu Xitong realized the seriousness of the matter.

She glanced at the little fox beside her.

"Help! Dig him out!"

"Good host!"

The little fox and Mu Xitong rushed forward at the same time.

Lu Qingyan was unable to muster her inner energy and was using almost instinctive strength, which made her movements extremely slow, yet it moved the two of them so deeply.

However, Mu Xitong and the little fox were full of energy, and they acted with incredible speed.

Soon, the hilltop, built up with rubble, was completely cleared away.

The next few women became much more cautious in their movements.

The shouts became more distinct.

"Wei Tu!"

"Wei Xiaoer...!"

"Tu'er!"

Despite repeated shouts, there seemed to be no response from below.

The little fox couldn't help but say, "Could it be Wei Xiaoer...?"

Seeing its owner glaring at it fiercely, the little fox immediately changed its tune, saying, "Was I too tired and fell asleep...?"

"Stop being silly and get to work. I made you into a human being, not someone to talk nonsense."

"Oh……"

Lu Qingyan paused for a moment and looked at the red-haired girl, "Could she be...?"

Mu Xitong gave an awkward smile. "Yes, it's the fox I used to raise. It was able to transform into human form after drinking a sip of the spiritual spring water... I also transformed because of the spiritual spring..."

I dare not talk about what happened between me and Wei Tu, at least not right now.

She could only give evasive answers, but fortunately, Lu Qingyan's mind wasn't on these things at all.

They dug for an unknown amount of time, and the pile of rubble was almost empty, but they still hadn't heard a sound from Wei Tu.

Lu Qingyan's hands were covered in blood, and her skin was almost completely abraded.

This scene was too painful for Mu Xitong to bear.

"You take a rest, we'll take care of it."

Lu Qingyan stubbornly shook her head, "No... He's waiting for me... Tell him to come out quickly..."

"But……"

"Master! Here! There's Wei Xiaoer's scent here!"

Suddenly, the red-haired girl not far away shouted excitedly.

Upon hearing this sound, Lu Qingyan and Mu Xitong both perked up and ran over.

The little fox dug with all its might.

Mu Xitong and Lu Qingyan started digging together.

Before long, they could clearly see the bloodstains.

Seeing so much blood, Mu Xitong's lips trembled.

But soon, Lu Qingyan dug out the protruding hand.

"Right here!"

The two men and the fox immediately began digging until they pulled the bloodied and mangled boy out of the rubble.

The boy's eyes were tightly closed, as if he had lost consciousness, and his whole body was covered in blood.

They looked so disheveled and terrifying.

It was extremely shocking.

Even Mu Xitong couldn't help but cover her lips, "What is he...?"

Lu Qingyan gently cupped the boy's cheeks and said in a low voice.

"He fought a final battle with the avatar of the Witch God... the avatar was pierced through the brow by his sword, but he..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xitong could also imagine the danger of such a thing, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

"That bastard is always so reckless, he just..."

Lu Qingyan glanced at Mu Xitong, whose eyes were slightly red. Mu Xitong was speechless for a moment, knowing that Lu Qingyan had finally discovered something, but Lu Qingyan did not say anything.

She just said it softly.

"You are an expert in pharmacology. I checked and he still has a pulse and is not dead... Can you..."

"Okay, I'll do it."

Mu Xitong took the wounded boy from her hands. Several shocking bloody holes had not yet healed, which made Lu Qingyan's tears fall incessantly, but she did not say anything.

Despite her own heartache, Mu Xitong began to treat the boy.