Zhou Yukun replied hesitantly: "I, I'm a little worried about you, afraid that they will kill you, and I'm just about to go back and help you!"

Pei Yuanshao grinned and laughed dryly twice, but the laughter was so terrifying. "You, this, stupid! Now, before I was fully controlled, hurry up and run!"

"Ah? Run away quickly? Didn't they catch up?" Zhou Yukun did not understand what Pei Yuanshao meant, and was preparing to come forward to take him away.

Pei Yuanshao was both angry and relieved when he saw Zhou Yukun being ready to pull him away. He was angry that this kid had no understanding at all; he was relieved that he still had to help him when he was in danger. But no matter what he thought, his body had gradually lost control.

A pair of Emei Thorns appeared in Pei Yuanshao's hands instantly. This weapon he usually loved very much, but now he wished it would disappear without a trace. Pei Yuanshao's right hand stabbed Zhou Yukun who was approaching him in an extremely strange posture.

Zhou Yukun was shocked and subconsciously retreated quickly and used a spear grid to open the Emei thorn. With a crisp "ding" sound, the two weapons collided together. Since Zhou Yukun took action without any preparation, the Emei thorn directly lifted the spear out and inserted it far into the land on the right. "Pei Yuanshao? Why did you suddenly take action?"

Pei Yuanshao suddenly pressed his left hand on his right arm, looking extremely painful. He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "I don't have time to explain in detail. Now I am controlled by Chunyu Qiong, and my body will involuntarily attack you. I will soon be unable to hold on. While I am still conscious, kill me quickly."

Zhou Yukun looked at Pei Yuanshao incredibly and said anxiously: "Kill you? How can I kill you? Is there no other way? Can we think of other ways?"

Pei Yuanshao roared angrily: "Take it off quickly! Killing me is the only way. As long as you stabbed into my heart, I will be relieved... The feeling of being controlled is really worse than death!" At the end of the day, Pei Yuanshao's voice was already filled with a hint of crying!

Seeing Zhou Yukun standing still in place, Pei Yuanshao roared and shouted, "Hurry up! Hurry!" Zhou Yukun was shocked by his roar, and ran to the ground on the right and picked up the spear.

Then, he returned to Pei Yuanshao, opened his mouth wide, and held the spear with trembling hands, but he couldn't help it. Although the person in front of him had wanted to get rid of his cramps, after a brief contact, he realized that he was actually a good person. He was devoted to his stranger he had never known and saved himself desperately. Now, if I kill him with my own hands, how could I do it!

Pei Yuanshao stood in pain, pressing his right arm with his left hand, but his right hand kept struggling. Blue veins burst out on his face, his eyes were full of madness, and blood slowly overflowed from his mouth, obviously biting his teeth in pain. He raised his hideous face and saw Zhou Yukun coming back with a spear. He thought in pain, boy, don’t blame me, I have really had enough of this torture and don’t want to live too much for a moment!

In Zhou Yukun's shocked gaze, Pei Yuanshao used all his strength and rushed over. But his target was not Zhou Yukun, but the spear in Zhou Yukun's hand. With a "puff", the sharp spear penetrated through his heart without any stagnation.

Pei Yuanshao's left hand slowly released his right arm and struggled to put it on Zhou Yukun's shoulder. He looked straight at Zhou Yukun with a trace of relief in his eyes. Although the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, he smiled so brightly, as if he was not the one standing on the edge of death at this time. "Thank you, thank you!" After spitting out these two words, his eyes gradually lost their vitality, his body also lost support, and he slowly leaned on Zhou Yukun's body...

At the same time, in the courtyard of Woniu Village, Chunyu Qiong, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, looked straight in a certain direction, and whispered: "Pei Yuanshao, after you hit me four spears, you can still compete with my control. You are worthy of being an old senior who has lived in your dream for three years! Humph."

Seeing the leader open his eyes, a soldier next to him quickly jogged over and reported to him in a low voice. Chunyu Qiong was shocked after hearing this, saying, "What? Why are the four of them here? It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go back!"...

Zhou Yukun's mind is blank now. In just one hour after coming to the dream world, there are too many things that have not been buffered at all. Pei Yuanshao, who was originally the enemy, became his friend, and a person he didn't know had become an unforgivable bastard! He could have escaped from heaven together, but it became his current life and death. Moreover, he killed himself with his own hands. Yes, he killed someone for the first time, and even killed a kind-hearted person.

Zhou Yukun held Pei Yuanshao's body and sat slowly on the ground, staring at the sky with weak all over, his body twitching slightly from time to time. Suddenly, some hope seemed to ignite in his heart, and he stood up suddenly, shouting wildly: "Is anyone? Help! Is anyone? A life is out! Come on!"

After shouting for about a few minutes, Zhou Yukun's throat was hoarse, but there was still no response. The glimmer of hope in Zhou Yukun's heart was almost shattered. He originally thought that Pei Yuanshao was just seriously injured and might have the possibility of rescue, but there was not even one person around and he didn't know anything. How could he rescue him?

Just when Zhou Yukun was about to despair, a familiar voice suddenly came from a distance, "Zhou Yukun? Is it you? Where are you?"

Zhou Yukun was shocked, and the strength that appeared from nowhere on his body was loudly replied: "I am, I am Zhou Yukun, I am here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure approaching quickly on the road in the distance. Her speed was very fast. She came to Zhou Yukun in almost three breaths. At this time, Zhou Yukun remembered who this familiar voice was. Isn’t it Yuan Xinwen who made an appointment with him to meet?

At this time, Yuan Xinwen had a great change from the real world. She was wearing a light pink dress with a layer of blue gauze, her loose hair was combed and tied behind her head with a hairpin. But at this time, Zhou Yukun had no intention of paying attention to these things. When he saw Yuan Xinwen's arrival, he was like a lost child who suddenly saw his parents and quickly met him.

Zhou Yukun grabbed Yuan Xinwen's shoulder, tears fell down her face, and she cried like a child with grievance, and said in a speechless manner: "I, kill, die, save him."

Yuan Xinwen looked at him in confusion. Seeing him crying constantly, she pulled herself away. After walking a few steps, when she saw the person lying on the ground, she probably understood what was going on. "Don't worry, I'll see if I can save him."

Yuan Xinwen lowered her head and observed it carefully. When she saw the spear passing through his chest, she was undoubtedly a fatal injury, and it was a lifeless injury. Yuan Xinwen wanted to persuade Zhou Yukun to give up, but when she saw his hopeful and tearful eyes, she withdrew her thoughts and prepared to try her best!

After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Yuan Xinwen summoned her star selection device. After the bracelet on her hand shone out, it turned into a translucent piece of long silk. The length of the silk is very long. After it is unfolded, it can even be easily wrapped around the three of them.

Yuan Xinwen gently stroked Chang Ling, and Chang Ling was beating and changing in her hands as if she was spiritual. "Zhou Yukun, this person's wound is in the heart, and the heart is completely penetrated. I want you to help me pull out the spear on his chest. The moment you pull it out, I will put my Qianhuan Ling into his wound and form a temporary heart. If you understand, just agree."

Zhou Yukun nodded stiffly, indicating that he understood, and put his hands on the handle of the gun, ready to take action at any time.

Yuan Xinwen squatted beside Pei Yuanshao, carefully placed Qian Huanling outside the wound with both hands. Seeing that the time was almost the same, she shouted: "Draw the gun!" When Zhou Yukun heard this, he immediately pulled out the gun quickly.

The moment the spear was pulled out, blood gushed out. Yuan Xinwen hurriedly sent Qian Huanling to the wound and stopped the blood. While blocking the wound, Qian Huanling kept entering and slowly transformed into a heart at Pei Yuanshao's heart.

After Qian Huanling all entered, Yuan Xinwen breathed a sigh of relief. Simulating the heart is really not a simple job! I just hope to successfully save half of his life. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!