"Yin'er... why are you so stupid... I asked you to protect Wen Shaoyi, but I didn't ask you to block the knife for him."
Gu Chunuan tried his best to help her stop the bleeding, but blood still continued to overflow from her body.
This knife went straight to the heart and could not be cured at all. Today was when Yin'er was at her weakest. Just one look at Gu Chunuan told him that there was nothing he could do to save her.
When Yin'er saw Hua Qiluo and others arriving and driving the third elders and the tribesmen out of the hut one by one, a relieved smile appeared on her lips.
She tremblingly took out a jade pendant from her arms. There was a rabbit carved in the jade pendant. The rabbit was lifelike, but the surface had been smoothed. She thought that the owner of the jade pendant often stroked it.
"Nuan...Sister Nuan, this is the rabbit you carved for me on my tenth birthday. You see, I have always kept it on my body."
"If you like it, Sister Nuan will carve one for you every year from now on, or one a day."
"No need... I am enough... Sister, don't be sad. If you are sad, Yin'er will feel sad too. Yin'er knows that you don't want that man to die, and Yin'er is very lucky to be able to protect him for you.
"
Wen Shaoyi suffered many cuts on his body and clutched his wounds tightly. He was not only sad but also sad about Yin'er's words.
That immature teenage girl had just begun her life, but she was tortured by the blood curse because of the Tianfen tribe. In the end, she was killed by her own tribe for saving her...
He...owes her a life...
He raised his eyes slightly, and what he saw besides the blazing fire was the Jade Clan killing each other.
Those men either had red lips, lost their minds, and raised butcher knives at their wives, children, and companions, or they hugged their bodies in pain and kept screaming hysterically.
Their bodies were corroding from the inside out, causing them to roll on the ground in pain. In some cases, the corroding water continued to overflow from their mouths and noses, and they eventually died of pain.
Looking at those women again, even from a long distance, you can hear their bones cracking inch by inch, making a crunching sound.
The adults couldn't bear it, and the children couldn't bear it even more. The children's cries lingered in his ears, echoing for a long time.
"puff……"
Wen Shaoyi spat out a mouthful of blood and clutched his heart tightly, sweating from the pain.
He was not distressed because he was seriously injured and stabbed multiple times.
But I feel sorry for those innocent people.
In the past, he had always thought that the onset of the blood curse would cause the people of the Jade Clan to suffer terribly, but he had never imagined that it would be such a world of purgatory.
Even though he is the young master of the Tianfen Clan, he still feels sad and angry for the Jade Clan.
Feeling ashamed to replace one's ancestors.
Is there any deep hatred that can bring disaster to people for dozens of generations?
"Yin'er...Yin'er...my granddaughter, what's wrong with you? Who stabbed you? Is it that bastard from the Tianfen tribe?"
Elder Baicao rushed over and almost fainted when he saw his granddaughter lying in a pool of blood.
All his relatives have died, leaving only one granddaughter. If something happens to his granddaughter again, he simply cannot imagine how he will live his life in the future.
"Grandpa...yes...I'm sorry, Yin'er can't support you in your old age."
"Asshole, I'll kill you..."
Baicao roared angrily and attacked Wen Shaoyi fiercely.
Yin'er grabbed his sleeve and coughed excitedly, "No...he didn't kill me, it was me...I voluntarily saved him..."
"What...what..."
"Grandpa, don't blame Sister Nuan, and don't blame him. Everything is Yin'er's choice... Sister Nuan, please promise me to take good care of Grandpa for me, okay..."
"Grandpa is getting old, he... he is very lonely... What Yin'er can't let go of the most is sister Nuan and grandpa..."
"Okay..." Gu Chunuan swallowed.
"Grandpa, you must also protect Sister Nuan. Sister Nuan's life is too miserable..."
"Okay, as long as you do well, grandpa will promise you anything."
Yin'er shed a tear, glanced at the tribesmen outside who were still killing each other, looked at Baicao and Gu Chunuan with nostalgia, smiled at the corner of her mouth, left her last words, and passed away completely.
"I'm going to find my parents, they are calling me..."
"Yin'er...my granddaughter..."
Baicao hugged her granddaughter tightly, tears falling freely on Yin'er's face, making both Gu Chunuan and Wen Shaoyi unable to hold back their tears.
Gu Chunuan stood up staggeringly, and met Wen Shaoyi's eyes. The friendship that had finally been eased not long ago was alienated again when the Jade Clan's blood curse broke out and Yin'er died tragically.
Gu Chunuan pulled up the seriously injured Wen Shaoyi and asked him to take a good look at the bloody scene outside, speaking ruthlessly every word.
"Did you see that this is the masterpiece of your Tianfen clan? This kind of scene happens every month, sometimes several times a month."
Wen Shaoyi closed his eyes in pain.
As Gu Chunuan let go, his body slid down weakly.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Gu Chunuan had joined the battlefield, directing the foreigners to disperse the men and women, and at the same time preventing the people from starting to heal the seriously injured people.
For half the night, the Jade Clan was filled with blood and wailing sounds.
After being separated, the unconscious men began to kill each other again. Gu Chunuan had people separate them one by one and put them in iron cages.
Wen Shaoyi sat cross-legged, took out the snow piano from the space ring, and placed his soft and boneless fingers on the strings.
"Zheng..."
The sound of the piano sounded, melodious and sweet, and the pure and pure sound of the piano was like running water, constantly soothing the sad, broken hearts and violent murderous intentions of the people of the Jade Clan.
This piece of music is called Joyful Heart Song.
As long as anyone hears this song, no matter how crazy and violent his heart is, he will slowly calm down.
Wen Shaoyi's starting point was good, and he also wanted to try his best to heal them and restore their sanity.
The music has some effect, and the irritable hearts of some ethnic groups gradually calm down.
However, when Wen Shaoyi spat out a mouthful of blood halfway through the Yue Xin song, the effect immediately ceased and the people went crazy again.
Wen Shaoyi's hands kept shaking, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time, and it was even difficult to breathe.
Playing heart-pleasing music requires a lot of internal energy.
If it were before, he could play the song one after another in a loop.
But now...his martial arts skills are almost completely lost, and he can't even play the heart-pleasing music anymore, and instead it's been backfired.
Before Wen Shaoyi could calm down, a powerful murderous aura suddenly came.
Wen Shaoyi's eyes moved, and due to his instinctive agility, he rolled on the spot, narrowly avoiding the murderous intent.
"Rumble..."
A huge deep pit opened up in the ground where he was just now, and thick smoke was still rising from the pit.
Wen Shaoyi's expression changed, he was so powerful.
He raised his eyes and saw that the person who killed him was none other than Ye Jinghan.
It's just that Ye Jinghan's eyes are red like the people of the Jade Clan, he loses his mind, and he kills people on sight.
Ye Jinghan's bloodthirsty eyes stared at him tightly, as if he were a dead man, determined to win.