However, judging by Baili Yun's condition at that time, the explosion was like a fireworks and firecrackers in his heart, but his body was still lying half-dead.

There were two people who came to catch him with "kindness" this time, one was Jun Han and the other was Shu Ling.

Jun Han walked to Bailiyun, squatted down, pointed his fingers between his neck and touched his pulse, and then ignored his pain. He rudely carried him on his back and carried him back to hell.

Jun Han did save him this time. After returning, he forced him to give him a bowl of medicine, and then covered his mouth with great experience, forcing him to swallow the medicine.

Then Baili Yun used all the remaining strength in his body to push Jun Han out.

The medicine belonged to the demon clan. As soon as it entered his throat, it made his body and pulse painful unbearable, but his life was rekindled. He could clearly feel that his blood was gradually warming up.

But he didn't want to suffer all the humiliation and torture, and had been defiled to the death of the dust.

So when Jun Han wanted to take his pulse again, he shook Jun Han's hand mercilessly.

This move did not anger Jun Han at all, and it made him laugh.

Jun Han did not restrain his cold and playful smile at all, and even "sniffed" sounded softly, looking at Baili Yun, as if he was looking at a naughty and willful child, looking helpless and laughing.

His smile undoubtedly dragged Baili Yun's heartbroken soul out again.

"I am your savior, shouldn't you be grateful?"

Baili Yun returned to him with a cold and fierce look, "If you kill me, I might be able to consider thanking you."

Jun Han ignored his harsh words, as if he hadn't heard them at all, and said to himself: "What I just didn't say that, your head has moved."

Baili Yun really wanted to say "I can't get it", but he was slower and Jun Han snatched it: "I know you are determined to die now, but it's not harmful to save more life. You just make do with it."

His words almost made Baili Yun, whose life was hanging by a thread, so he could ascend to heaven directly.

Baili Yun wanted to refute him, but the words were swallowed back into his stomach when they met his amber wolf eyes.

The mood that Jun Han's eyes shines out is not much better than him, and it may even be even more desolate.

But the desolation was sealed by the cold and sharpness, and only the depth was left to outsiders.

He suddenly remembered that the humiliation that Jun Han had suffered before him seemed to be no less than that of him.

But Junhan seemed to be accustomed to this and even disregarded it.

But this kind of patience is definitely not because he is willing to endure this torture, but why is Baili Yun, who seems to be able to guess, but he can't see through it.

But Li Tianxiao still couldn't bear to get around these things.

"Because he saved your life, do you regard him as your benefactor? So you are willing to work for him?"

Baili Yun easily picked his sword, "I'm not working for him, but we have reached an agreement on our goals." He fell back and looked at Li Tianxiao coldly, "So it's a partner."

partner?

Li Tian was laughing and laughing. He really couldn't figure out what magic Jun Han had that could make such a strong person as Baili Yun devote himself to him.

Baili Yun felt that he understood Li Tianxiao's disdain, so he waved his sword and said, "The opportunities God gives to all living beings are equal and unnecessary, and you need to fight for it yourself."

This was first told by Jun Han.

Bailiyun still has only the four words "Life is worse than death" that can be summarized slightly, and he has forgotten how bitter and bitter heavier he has almost forgotten.

After burning the village, all the previous pain seemed to be wiped out. Only then did Baili Yun truly realize—

Death is not the only way to be liberated. What is even more enjoyable is that you can let go of everything and fight for the glimmer of hope.

And everything that is let go is likely to include the position of the past.

Before Bailiyun could understand all this, his life was still only "pain". He lived with Jun Han and Shu Ling in this demon village that was worse than hell, like a walking corpse.

The three of them seemed to be the lowest-ranking existence in the demon village. Inside, except for the three of them, any demon, no matter how well they are, can treat them like pigs and dogs - perhaps even worse.

Faced with the bullying and oppression of the demons, Jun Han seemed to be used to it, and Shu Ling followed Jun Han in everything. If Jun Han didn't say anything, he would never hum even if he was beaten to vomit blood.

Only Bailiyun is between numbness and pain.

He forced himself to get used to the feeling of being bullied by the demon, but he was still immersed in the pain of humiliation and accumulation. Finally one day, he could not bear it anymore.

It was probably spring that day. At dusk, benzhe hangs in the sky of Zhongnan. Baili Yungu sat on the snowy ridge. When you lower your eyes, you could see the sea of ​​corpses hidden in the ice and snow.

It turns out that Kunlun is not only a snow demon, but his deeper sin is also hidden deep in the snow ridge - but he is completely powerless.

"What made me most disheartened at that time was that I found that my spiritual veins were incomplete - maybe it was injured when dealing with the snow demon, or maybe it was destroyed by those demons."

As a swordsman, he lost his arm and his sword. As a disciple of the Immortal Sect, he lost the most important spiritual vein - all his hard work over the past 20 years was poured into the white snow of Kunlun, silently.

He sat on the snowy ridge without thinking for a long time before he got up, and without any nostalgia to jump off the cliff, ending this fruitless life.

But as soon as he got up, someone suddenly pulled him back from behind.

The person who held him was not a gentle and kind heart. Even if he wanted to save his life, he would beat him to half-dead first.

Jun Han pulled him back by the cliff, and was extremely powerful, so he took him to the ground.

Thinking about it now, Baili Yun is still very curious about what Jun Han had grown up with. He was so cruel that he was not a human being every day, but he could burst out with such strong power. Not to mention Baili Yun's semi-defeated state at that time, even if he was not injured, he might not be able to break away from Jun Han's domineering behavior.

Baili Yunzhen was choked by Jun Han, and her body, which had been numb for many days, suddenly felt a burst of internal and external knots, making the blood boiling pain.

He suddenly remembered that Jun Han was the son of Beishan Jun who had been nightmares for hundreds of years in the Immortal Sect. He was the disaster that stabbed the ferocious beast Qiongqi with one sword and made the Immortal Sect frightened.

Baili Yun was so excited that he laughed ecstatically. He was so crazy that he grabbed Jun Han's hand that pinched his neck, "Okay! You beat me to death! Beishan Jun's son... is better than those miscellaneous."

Jun Hanze was still wearing his arrogant and cold smile as always, "Why do people who want to die have so many requests?"

Then Jun Han didn't say much, and he really promised him a beating.

Shu Ling probably knew Jun Han's intention, so she stood there, holding a worn blanket in her hand, frowned, and never spoke.

The wolf demon is the deepest and aggressive clan of all monsters.

The Immortal Sect would rather deal with ten black bear spirits or tiger, leopard, demon jackal than encounter a wolf.

Even the thin lonely wolf gives people a more intimidating power than those big guys. Even if he successfully kills the wolf demon, the cold eyes that defeated wolf finally breathe will make the person who kills it terrified for ten years.

Baili Yun had also dealt with several wolf demons, but none of them were as terrible as Jun Han, who was impure in blood.

Jun Han was so crazy about his attack, but no matter how fierce he beat him, there was still a smile on the corners of his lips, and his eyes were soaked in the cold cave. Ice and snow were even more overshadowed.

On the other hand, Baili Yun, who was beaten, laughed wildly. Every time Jun Han hit the snow or the cliff next to him, he would spray a mouthful of warm blood. The blood fell into the air and condensed into ice. When it fell into the snow, it was buried without a trace.

It seems that the more ruthless Jun Han’s subordinates are, the happier he is, as if savoring the taste of death is the bliss of the world.

"Jun Han," Shu Ling finally couldn't stand it on the side. He rushed forward and locked Jun Han's shoulders from his armpits, "If you hit him again, he will die."

Jun Han sneered, "Do you think he is going to die?"

To be honest, Shu Ling watched from the side, and really felt that Baili Yun was still alive until now, and he was completely dead.

At this time, Baili Yun was hit by Jun Han and lying in the snow. The snow under his face was bright red. He was so painful all over his body. The sweetness in his throat continued for a long time. After a while, he felt something was wrong. So the ecstasy just now disappeared and he instantly became furious.

"Why do you want to hold back? Why don't you beat me to death!" Baili Yun roared heart-wrenchingly. Jun Han gently turned away Shu Ling's hands, walked to him calmly, squatted down, grabbed his hair and picked up his face.

Baili Yun's gaze was slightly blurred. He saw Jun Han's face sometimes clear and sometimes heavy, but only the amber wolf eyes were cold all the time.

"Do you look like you want to die?"

His question made Baili Yun unable to find out his intentions, not only did he understand the other party's meaning, but also blurred his own thoughts.

He began to think about Jun Han's question seriously-

After thinking about it, I still don’t understand. How come he doesn’t seem to want to die?

Jun Han pulled his body up, "Tell me, why do you want to die?"

Baili Yun's lips were covered with cold blood, "What do you think is the meaning of my life?"

Jun Han answered him with a fierce punch.

The punch hit his abdomen, making it so powerful that it almost smashed his internal organs.

Then Jun Han pressed his palm into the snow and wiped it with a rubbing, and the bitter spiritual power wiped the white snow into a mirror-like ice surface.

"Look at yourself!" Jun Han grabbed his hair tightly and put his face in front of the mirror. The force made his scalp hurt.
Chapter completed!