Xingyuan clenched his fist, his palms were covered with blood-arm seals. Xingyuan used too much force and his nails were trapped in the palm flesh, but he seemed to feel no pain.

"Xingyuan~" Huang Long looked at Xingyuan's bloody hand and grabbed Xingyuan, meaning that Xingyuan would not blame himself.

"It's all my fault that I'm useless. I want to protect you, but I let you protect me on the contrary~" Xingyuan couldn't control his tears at this moment, crying in a daze. He is only fifteen years old now, and his mood is so tough that he can be. Looking at the person he wants to protect the most, he lies on the hospital bed in order to protect himself, and his life is at risk at any time.

"Huanglong, what they said is right. I am really a waste. If it weren't for grandpa, what would I be like to be Xingyuan~" Xingyuan cried and looked at Huanglong with a blurred eyes. At this moment, his mentality was completely broken. He always thought that nothing could stump him. He thought that he was firm enough in his heart, but now he collapsed in a mess.

"Xingyuan, you are already very strong, it's not your fault..." Huang Long paused, trying to comfort Xingyuan, but he didn't know what to say. As soon as he said that, he felt that he had said the wrong thing again.

"Don't blame me? If I could be a demon, if I was strong enough, Ying'er wouldn't be lying on this bed now. She was in danger of life. I wouldn't blame anyone!" Xingyuan twitched, he blamed himself, annoyed. This was what he didn't want to see the least, because his weakness brought fatal damage to the people around him.

"No, I didn't mean that..." Huang Long said hurriedly. He knew that his words just now had even more exciting to Xingyuan, and he was afraid that Xingyuan would be unable to think about it.

Huang Long didn't dare to speak, and was silent awkwardly. He had a slow reaction and his emotional intelligence was not high. He wanted to comfort Xingyuan, but it seemed that he had said it was even more serious.

"Yuan'er, Qiu Gu advises you that some things are destined to be the prisoner. If you recognize her as your sister, you have saved a girl. In the past few years, she has the protection of your elder brother. Life is far different from other prisoners~" Old woman Qiu bandaged Ying'er and fed Ying'er and took a pill. Her eyes turned to Xingyuan who was crying and crying aside, and said in a low voice.

"Besides, Qiu Gu is here, I guarantee that she is not in danger of life, so don't worry, don't be sad, tomorrow is the Demon Spirit Ceremony, adjust your mentality, Qiu Gu believes that you will succeed." Qiu Gu sat beside Xing Yuan, patted Xing Yuan's back gently, comforted him, and said to Xing Yuan with a smile.

Qiu Gu smiled and gave people a warm feeling. Xing Yuan's originally irritable mood gradually calmed down under Qiu Gu's words, and then looked at Qiu Gu with red eyes.

"Is Ying'er really okay?" Xingyuan was still worried about Ying'er. This punch was too fatal to the weak Ying'er.

When Qiu Gu heard this, her expression paused and her face showed a look of embarrassment.

"I've saved my life, but..." Qiu Gu spoke very slowly. Xing Yuan heard these two words, but his heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself.

"But what!?" Xingyuan continued to ask.

"But... Ying'er suffered too much damage to her head, and she is only twelve years old now and her physical fitness is not good. It is a blessing that she did not lose her life by this heavy blow. Whether she can wake up depends on her luck." Qiu Gu finished speaking slowly. Ying'er's life was saved, but she might never wake up.

Xingyuan was stunned and couldn't wake up. Ying'er was only twelve years old and became a living dead person. How could Xingyuan accept this?

"Qiugu, there must be a way to wake up the baby, right?" Xingyuan looked at Qiugu, and Qiugu looked sad. After Xingyuan's repeated questions, Qiugu nodded with difficulty.

"There is indeed a solution, but..." Qiu Gu said, and paused again, "Qiu Gu, tell me quickly." Xing Yuan was anxious and shook Qiu Gu and asked Qiu Gu to say it quickly.

"It's just that this method will affect you, and the chance of success is not high, and it will even jeopardize Ying'er's life." Qiu Gu said, Xing Yuan fell into a brief thought, and then suddenly looked at Qiu Gu with a firm look in his expression.

"If only this method is the only way, it doesn't matter if I can save Ying'er. Qiu Gu, tell me what to do." Xingyuan looked at Ying'er who was lying motionless on the bed. He must save Ying'er. Ying'er was injured and would wake her up no matter what.

Qiu Gu looked at Xingyuan with a firm look, knowing that no matter what she said, she could not change Xingyuan's thoughts.

"Okay, I'll tell you this method. Tomorrow will be the Demon Spirit Ceremony. The Demon Spirit Ceremony connects all things in this world, and the demonic energy is the most intense." Qiu Gu said carefully to Xingyuan.

In fact, from another perspective, the Demon Spirit Ceremony uses some secret method to open a connection point in this world. At this connection point, you can communicate with anything, even no matter how long it has passed, as long as things, people, and monsters that have existed, these powerful people have always existed in the torrent of time. They have disappeared, but they live in some form, waiting for those with destiny to live with their souls. This is inheritance.

Qiu Gu took a breath and continued to say to Xingyuan: "Ying'er was twelve years old and had never participated in the Demon Spirit Ceremony. If she could participate in the Demon Spirit Ceremony this time, she could succeed in the Demon Spirit Ceremony. With the demonic energy of the Demon Spirit Ceremony, she could recover her body."

"But Ying'er's injury has caused her to lose her mind, which means that her soul has also fallen into a coma. Unless someone guides you, you also know that you must be a young man who has not been enlightened before he was sixteen years old." Qiu Gu explained, Xingyuan listened seriously.

"But because of this, no matter whether Ying'er succeeds or not, you will lose the opportunity to be demonic. Qiu Gu knows that this is your last chance..." Qiu Gu finished speaking, her expression also became sad.

Xingyuan is fifteen years old, this is his last chance for Yaoqi. At the age of sixteen, he has no chance to be evil again. Ying'er is in a coma and is afraid that it will be difficult to wake up. Who else is willing to sacrifice his own chance to save a prisoner? Xingyuan was silent when he heard this.

This is his last chance to participate in the Demon Spirit Ceremony. He can choose to be demonic and enlightened by himself. If he can be demonic, he can enter the path of cultivation, but Ying'er may only be able to lie on the hospital bed and be unconscious forever.

He can choose to lead Ying'er and let Ying'er demons open. Not only can he wake Ying'er up, but he can also send Ying'er into the path of cultivation. At the same time, Xingyuan will always lose the qualification to practice and can only survive in the tribe for the rest of his life.

"Grandpa said that everything has cause and effect. I think this should be what grandpa said. Ying'er was hurt and I gave up her practice. What's wrong with her?" Xingyuan sighed and murmured, without a trace of regret in his eyes. Now he knew that it would be enough to save Ying'er.

"I promised to be her brother, but let my sister protect her, haha~" Xingyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, but at this moment his clenched fists slowly loosened.

"Yuan'er, there are many ways to practice. The demon qi is just one of the great ways. Since you have decided, Qiu Gu will not say anything. I will help you tomorrow. Whether Ying'er can succeed depends on her. You are also mentally prepared." Qiu Gu said, Xing Yuan nodded when he heard this. Now this is the only way, and he has to try it anyway.

After Qiu Gu finished speaking, she continued to take care of Ying'er. Huang Long and Xingyuan sat aside. Although Huang Long didn't understand, she understood that this matter was very important. He could understand that Xingyuan could not be used to inspire the demon.

"Xingyuan, have you really decided to give up the demon ignorance?" Huang Long looked at Xingyuan and asked. Xingyuan was silent and nodded with a wry smile.

Xingyuan stood up, and Huang Long hurriedly stood up, afraid that something would happen to Xingyuan, so he wanted to follow Xingyuan.

Xingyuan turned his head, shook his head at Huang Long, and signaled Huang Long not to follow him. He said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, go back, I'm fine, I want to be alone now."

Xingyuan left the pharmacy, lowered his head and walked towards the back mountain without saying a word.

The square returned to its original appearance, and the noise was still the same. What just happened became their chat after dinner. Xingyuan walked slowly among the tribe, walked up the bamboo ladder layer by layer to the height, and crossed the top of the mountain to the back mountain.

On the back mountain, there were no changes in the stone tablets, giant trees and tree houses. Xingyuan walked over and stroked the smooth stone tablets under the giant trees. His thoughts were complicated. What happened recently made his mood fall into the bottom.

Xingyuan reached out to climb the branches, and his body was strong. He climbed to the top of the giant tree in two or three steps, overlooking the Yunling Department.
Chapter completed!