The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

Chapter 3023 1 twist 3 twists

Just when Mu Sheng felt extremely desperate, he saw Xiao Yue'er below made a very shocking move.

Seeing Zhuang Zhuang dying slowly, he didn't feel too much sadness, nor did he cry heart-piercingly.

He just looked at the dying man in front of him with a very gentle expression.

"Master, do you know that disciples have always liked you..."

"From the first time I saw you, I thought you were a fairy. Since then, I have lived in my heart."

"Whether in the previous life or in this life, my love for you has never diminished..." Xiao Yue'er said while taking the only hairpin from her head.

Mu Sheng didn't know what she wanted to do before, and thought she was just confessing to her man.

Suddenly, watching the hairpin in his hand stab the main artery of her arm fiercely, blood flowed out in just a few seconds.

Quickly send it to Zhuang Zhuang's mouth. There is no water source in the cave now, even if there is, it is just a little water mist that can make the soil moist and moist.

Only the blood in the body can satisfy Zhuang Zhuang's hunger and thirst.

The wounds on the body of a cultivator since he was a child heal extremely fast, even if he doesn't have the previous strength now, this physique cannot be changed.

Time and time again, he punctured the main artery with the hairpin in his hand, and poured the blood rolling in his body into Zhuang Zhuang's mouth.

After seeing Zhongzhong's condition stabilized, he passed out due to excessive blood loss and high temperature.

Both of them were in a coma, and it took several days before Zhuang Zhuang slowly woke up from the previous deep coma.

When he woke up, he didn't hear the usual footsteps, and he returned to the cave where they lived before.

Needless to say, after people fell one after another before, they clearly remembered that they also fell.

Time and time again, it was his wife who gave him life. Without Xiaoyue'er, I don't know how many times he has died.

He couldn't see with his eyes, so he groped slowly on the ground, and finally found Xiaoyue'er lying on the ground, and hugged her like a treasure.

When he felt that the wife in his arms was so weak, only a slight breath, the tears couldn't stop falling down.

He hugged his wife tightly in his arms, like a chess piece that would blow away with the wind if he let go.

At this moment.

Even if two wandering souls find each other's comfort, no matter how high the temperature is, they just hug each other tightly to comfort each other.

I don't know how long it took before Zhuang Zhuang habitually touched himself.

I don't know if I don't touch it, but I was shocked when I touched it.

It turned out that the painting that I had been carrying with me for more than ten years had fallen somewhere.

My heart was full of despair, and the tears in my eyes became more surging.

If his wife is his last support, that painting is his spiritual sustenance for survival.

The painting is gone, and there is no reason to live in the future.

Under such high temperature conditions, not to mention just a painting, even those living people can be wiped out in just half a day.

Thinking of these, Zhuang Zhuang couldn't help but bitterness in his mouth.

It was a little achievement that he had worked hard for more than ten years, and it was destroyed so easily.

No matter who it is, it will be very sad in the heart!

The whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and instantly seemed to be ten years older.

However, what he didn't know was that Xiaoyue'er, who was lying in his arms at night, stood up tiptoely.

Even at night, the temperature is frighteningly high.

He fixed the hair pin in his hand before, took a deep look at Zhuang Zhuang, gritted his teeth, and walked outside.

Just because I know too well, I know that painting is Zhuang Zhuang's life.

For so many years, I have been persistent as always, even if I encounter a big thing, I still have to outline that mysterious and strange mark.

Because of love, I hope that the other party will not have any regrets.

Dragging his dilapidated body out of the cave, the high temperature made people lose a lot of water.

Especially after losing a lot of blood to save Zhuang Zhuang, he is even more vulnerable.

Walking on the road is like a leaf in the sea, which may be swallowed by these heat waves anytime and anywhere.

After walking for several days and nights, I finally reached the place where everyone died before.

Originally, I didn't have much hope at all, I just came out to try my luck in order not to make Zhuang Zhuang sad.

Returning to the original road, I kept searching, and never gave up even if there was only a little hope. Every corner along the way was clearly seen.

As I walked, I felt that my consciousness became blurred.

However, there was a very strong idea in my heart, no matter what, I must go to the place where they stayed before to see if the painting was lost.

Even humans cannot survive under such high temperatures, let alone a painting.

As long as people persist, there will be surprises.

She didn't give up because of the difficult conditions, so when she was about to faint, she saw a painting lying quietly where everyone died before.

Now there is no extra energy to think about why the painting was not destroyed?

Instead, she happily ran over and hugged the painting tightly in her arms.

Even though his body was shaking constantly and might fall to the ground at any moment, he still walked back with the painting with a faint smile on his face.

The smile on his face never stopped, and he didn't know how he walked back to the cave where they lived before.

The moment he looked at Zhuang Zhuang in the cave, he passed out directly.

"It's a good thing it's not damaged, here it is..." After barely finishing this sentence, he fell unconscious.

After a few more seconds, I don't know if it was a flash of light and I woke up again.

"Master, I have always liked you very much..."

"Zhuang Zhuang, I promised to protect you for the rest of my life before, but now I'm going to break my promise..." Xiaoyue'er had a faint light on her face, and after saying this, the breath on her body slowly dissipated.

Even the most basic breathing stopped the moment he finished this sentence.

Facing her dying, Zhuang Zhuang's body could not help but tremble.

When he woke up, he didn't find his wife by his side, so he felt very uneasy.

However, because he couldn't see anything and couldn't go out to look for it, he could only fidget and wait for Xiaoyue'er to come back.

Every minute and every second in the past is suffering, every time there is a little movement outside, I will concentrate on listening to whether she is back.

The longer time passed, the more hopeless I felt in my heart.

Even thinking of those encounters when I was a child, the uneasiness in my heart became more and more obvious.

Day after day passed like this, and the days of waiting made him suffer and sad.

He couldn't do anything else except wait.

There was endless despair and a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he could no longer find a ray of sunshine in his heart.