"Ha...ha." Zhao Mingyu covered his chest and gasped, as if he was frightened.
"You woke up, you've been in a coma for three days." The cold female voice came into his ears.
"...What's going on." Zhao Mingyu thought in his heart, squinting his eyes and looking towards the sound, his pupils shrank, a little like the woman with wings on her back that he saw that night, but now the wings looked a little small.
"Why did you save me, what value do I have to you?" Zhao Mingyu remained calm, he had no ability to resist now.
The woman held the cross with a complicated expression, "Just call me Hua, you were already unconscious when I found you."
"You must have been the one who caused the guidance of the cross, why did you do that." Zhao Mingyu's mind was a little unclear now, and he wanted to use his hands to support himself to sit up.
"I advise you not to move, be careful not to tear the wound, it was indeed me who guided you to come here, you seem to be very cautious, but I didn't expect you to believe the cross so easily." Hua said slowly.
"It was really you who guided me. Why did the crow man wait until I got the lotus before attacking me?" Zhao Mingyu was puzzled.
Hua was silent for a while: "... Most of the creatures here are evil. It is impossible to pick those holy lotus flowers."
Zhao Mingyu felt like a clown: "Can they use them if I pick them? And that lightning."
"I don't know either. Okay, I will stay here until your injury is healed. You are the first one to be suppressed by the law so badly. What is the reason?"
Hua stopped talking after speaking. He sat down cross-legged and seemed to be meditating. He thought, I ran so fast that I almost lost him.
The woman had a cold face, her gray hair was not tied up, cascading above her waist, with two horns on her head, a pair of small wings behind her, and a dragon tail behind her... She looked a bit random.
"It should be what I saw that night, but why does her body always feel a little strange?" Zhao Mingyu thought.
There was only bitterness in his heart. His body was covered with blood scabs, which was very uncomfortable. However, this was nothing. He circulated a little soul power and began to travel through his meridians. With soul power, his recovery speed was greatly accelerated. It was raining outside again. Things happened every day here.
"Why didn't she kill me? What secret is there?"
Zhao Mingyu felt a pair of cold hands holding up his head. A cold necklace with a cross hung on his neck. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Hua calmly.
"Well, you have recovered well. Can you tell me your name?" Hua smiled slightly on his cold face.
"I... Zhao Mingyu, my name." In the end, he did not use a pseudonym. He originally wanted to use Arthur, but gave up after thinking about it.
Hua nodded lightly.
Zhao Mingyu began to treat his injuries wholeheartedly again.
Three days ago.
Hua found Zhao Mingyu according to the guidance of the cross and was about to treat him, but found that her soul power (?) would harm Zhao Mingyu instead, so she could only wait here helplessly.
…Zhao Mingyu woke up again at noon the next day. He accidentally fainted while practicing yesterday. He always felt pain inexplicably, and the expression on his face was just a mask of pain…
Today's sun was particularly dazzling, not full of evil as usual. The sun shone on his arms and felt the long-lost warmth. A warm current emerged in his body. Zhao Mingyu actually felt that his body had strength and walked out. Hua just watched him in the dark.
"Starlight is also the light emitted by stars. It should be the same as the sun, but the distance is longer." Zhao Mingyu felt that his internal organs were repairing quickly, and his body emitted a faint golden light. This time he was lucky enough.
"Hua, don't you come out and take a look?"
"I can't, I don't like the sun." Hua's cold voice came out.
Zhao Mingyu turned around and asked: "Then do you know how strong that crow man is on this island!"
Since Hua has lived here for a long time, she should know something. That crow man is indeed very capable, but he is not my opponent.
"Your strength is OK. It's a miracle that you survived the fatal magic spear. Your recovery ability offset the effect, but the curse won't disappear so easily." Hua's mouth curled up.
"Is there anyone with the same strength as the Titled Douluo? By the way, do you know what a Titled Douluo is?" Zhao Mingyu suddenly remembered.
"I know Titled Douluo, but I don't know how strong they are." Hua blinked.
"Originally, there is almost no heaven and earth vitality here, not to mention that the depths are basically in the forbidden magic area, and no skills can be released... But the overlords inside are all ridiculously strong." Hua introduced the depths of the island.
"How did you get this cross? I'm a little curious." Hua gently turned her hair with her fingers.
"Ah, I got it in an abandoned factory. I thought I could find some clues, so I kept it with me."
"But I always feel that you are like someone I met, but I can't remember it. By the way, do you know Yang Xiao?" Zhao Mingyu asked curiously.
"!"
Hua opened his eyes wide and murmured: "Ah Xiao, is he still alive?"
Zhao Mingyu narrowed his eyes and reacted, a little shocked: Yang Xiao's sister is not dead? This look is a little different.
Compared with the photo in my mind, it is still very similar. I don't know if it is because of the lack of a bright smile or a change in the body that I didn't recognize it just now.
"He's doing OK, right? But you're dead. I buried you with my own hands. You're not lying to me, are you?" Zhao Mingyu's expression became serious.
"Yes, I died five years ago when I encountered the evil spirit master..." Hua seemed to recall something bad.
"Thank you for burying me..." Hua stood up and smiled, as if she was as bright as in the photo.
"I just did a little bit of help. I'm glad I could help you."
"Is there a certain connection between this place and the bottomless abyss? Am I really traveling to Douluo Continent?" Zhao Mingyu rubbed his temple and thought.
No more words...
"Do you want to wash your body..." Hua resumed his cold tone.
"..." Zhao Mingyu felt like he was going to wash.
At night.
Just wait for a heavy rain. Sure enough, it rained heavily at night. After using the Wind King barrier. He went out to take a shower. The heavy rain washed over his body. His soul power shook, and all the stains fell off. He wore clean clothes, but they were soaked by the rain soon.
Zhao Mingyu jumped onto the stone and looked into the distance. There were sounds of fighting again. Every day was like the ancient Roman Colosseum.
"Hua is the soul of Sister Yang Xiao. This is too strange. And the evil aura I sensed in the forest. Maybe the demons in the bottomless abyss are there."
Zhao Mingyu brushed his hair back with his hand, revealing his forehead. He decided to stay here for a while, but he had to heal his wounds first.