. "Nan'er, how long have I fainted?"

"Woo... it's been two years, for a long time, the master has not woken up." Nan'er said aggrievedly. A voice in her heart kept telling her that only her master could get her out of the sword. If he dies, he will be trapped in the sword forever. So, she has been coming over every day in the past two years.

Two years!?

Ye Wuchen's breathing stagnated and his body suddenly stiffened. He never expected that returning from the abyss of death would have been the alternation of spring and autumn. In two years, things and people must have changed. This is the bottom of the Abyss of the Soul Lost Abyss, a mysterious, lonely and strange world. The delicate and weak Ningxue was in such a place, taking care of himself and spending two full years.

For two years, she endured loneliness and fear all the time, and was eagerly waiting for him to wake up every day... Ye Wuchen's heart became very sour. He didn't know how this girl who usually did nothing and had to rely on him to survive.

"Xue'er, I will never let you be hurt again, never again." He stared at her and silently recited it over and over again in his heart.

When he fell to the Soul-Breaking Abyss, his internal injuries were severe enough to make ordinary people die immediately, but his body was soft and weak at this time, but there was no pain. He believed that his internal injuries had been completely healed, otherwise such a serious injury would have no power to protect himself, and he would not have been able to hold on for two years without death.

But...what exactly made his internal injuries heal, and he didn't die for another two years.

Is it the power of Wuchen Jue? No, not... He lay quietly, but could not feel the existence and influx of spiritual energy. His body had no power and could no longer absorb the spirit of heaven and earth. When he ate the Heavenly Fire-Extinguishing Dragon Fruit, burned all his potential, and exhausted all his strength, he had already had this kind of enlightenment. It was like a small grass. As long as the conditions were appropriate, no matter how many times his body was cut off, as long as there were still some roots, it could blew and grow again in the spring breeze, but if the roots were completely eliminated, it would never grow again.

The fire-fighting dragon fruit burned all his potential, and all of this potential was completely exhausted when he was transformed into wind elements to save Ningxue during his whereabouts, without a trace of residual.

Even if he recovers now, he is still a normal person without any strength.

"What saved me, Nan'er, do you know?" Ye Wuchen asked weakly.

"I know, I know." Nan'er quickly replied, she couldn't wait to tell him the discovery: "It is the power of life. After the master fainted, some life force would often enter his body, which is it. If there were no such life force, the master would have... already..."

"The power of life?"

The three elements of destiny: life, death, and the power of life in the soul are the greatest and gentlest elemental power. Compared with the element of death, it can drive away death and give life bodies vitality. In addition to being able to eliminate death, the power of life has no attack ability, but the healing ability is far beyond the power of light. It is said that the power of life is powerful to a certain extent and can even be resurrected.

"Where did it come from?" Ye Wuchen asked.

"I don't know either. After the master fainted, my eyes were dark and I couldn't see anything. However, these life forces were not always available, but occasionally. Sometimes they were several times a day, sometimes once a few days, and I don't know where they came from." Nan'er also answered in confusion.

"Brother...Brother..."

Ningxue, who cried until she lost consciousness, murmured softly, as if she had dreamed of something. Her hands tightened and opened her misty eyes, facing Ye Wuchen's eyes.

"Xue'er..." Ye Wuchen's mouth moved slightly and said softly, his voice was dry and weak, and a gust of breeze was enough to completely blow away.

Crying almost took away all the strength in Ningxue's body. When she opened her eyes, what was most frightened was that everything was just a dream. When she woke up from the dream, everything would disappear. Opening her eyes and looking at her brother's face, she smiled foolishly, then snuggled her head against his chest, and laughed in tears: "Brother, I knew that you will definitely wake up soon..."

Ye Wuchen wanted to raise his hand to touch her countless times, but his body did not listen to his orders. After repeated efforts, he felt a strong dizziness, and he was afraid of losing consciousness again, so he had to give up. He recalled every moment he had held her in his arms before and smiled and said, "How could I bear to leave Xue'er?"

In two years, the snow in front of him had not changed at all, and there was no trace of growth.

"Well... Brother, you finally woke up. It's great, it's great. Brother, we won't separate again, okay?" Ning Xue said in a daze, unable to stop her tears. Her hands kept holding on to his clothes, tightly, fearing that once she let go, the dreamy happiness in front of her would disappear.

"Okay... how could I bear to separate from Xue'er... Xue'er, you must have suffered." He said with heartache.

Ningxue shook her head vigorously: "Not bitter, no bitter at all. As long as my brother gets better, I will never feel bitter."

These words came out of her mouth, without any falsehood. The shaking eyes of the mist were filled with too many things that made Ye Wuchen feel heartbroken and moved. He opened his mouth and said, "I want to drink water."

People with extremely weak body and almost paralyzed physiological functions would instinctively want to drink water. Ning Xue responded quickly, grabbed the lotus leaf that had not yet been used and ran to the familiar stream not far away. The stream came from nowhere, extremely clear.

Because she ran too fast and was sore and weak that her body cried, Ningxue fell to the ground. She immediately stood up and walked to the stream, slowly used lotus leaves to lift the stream water, then turned around, smiled sweetly at him, and walked back with the lotus leaves carefully. As she walked, the crystal tears that were covered with her face quietly fell from time to time, falling into the stream water on the lotus leaves.

"Brother, drink water." Ningxue squatted beside him, touching a corner of the lotus leaf to his mouth, tilting his hand slightly, watching the clear water flow into his mouth. Seeing him wake up, this sense of happiness was so real, and all the pain in his heart disappeared. She seemed to see that all the suffering had left them, like pushing away the dark clouds and seeing the light of the sky again. After losing, she realized that just looking at him and saying a few words to him was a great happiness.

Falling from the top of the Soul Lost Abyss, it should never be able to get up, but Ningxue was not afraid or regret at all. Watching him get better slowly, then the two of them spent their lives carefree in this world that only belonged to them. This is the happiness she had in her dreams in the past two years.

The cool water entered his mouth and flowed into his body along his throat. Slowly, the cool water brought him a comfortable warmth for no reason. This warm feeling began to spread from his body and continued to his internal organs, limbs and eight veins, and even his originally somewhat chaotic brain gradually became clear.

"It's this! It's this! It's this power that saved the master!" Nan'er suddenly exclaimed. Because what was pouring into Ye Wuchen's body was the life force that saved his life bit by bit in the past two years. All she could see was only what Ye Wuchen could see. During the period when Ye Wuchen was in a coma, Nan'er's world was dim. At this moment, she finally knew the source of the mysterious life force - the stream in Ningxue's hand.

Ye Wuchen quietly drank the water, felt the subtle changes in his body for a while, and then said, "Xue'er, I still want to drink it."

"Yeah!" Ningxue nodded vigorously, wiped away the tears left on her face with her sleeves a few times, turned around and ran to the stream again, then walked back with the water, and carefully fed him.

This time, there is only the smell of water.

After drinking the water, Ye Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body felt much more comfortable. Nan'er's puzzled voice sounded in his mind: "Huh? So strange, there were some just now, there must be nothing wrong. Why is it gone this time? So strange, so strange..."

"It's not water." Ye Wuchen replied with his thoughts: "It's Xue'er's tears."

"ah?"

Nan'er told him that the mysterious life force had time several times a day, sometimes once a day. He knew that this power could not come from the water. Because Ningxue, who tied all his body to him, could never give him water once a few days. The only difference between the stream water two times before and after was... the first time, her tears splashed in it.

Two years, the uninterrupted power of life means that every time she faces him and feeds him water, she will cry quietly, and she will cry for two years... Sometimes, the tears she shed will fall into the water inadvertently, saving his life.

She was like a little angel given to her by God, pulling him back from the edge of death again and again. For the first time, in order to save him, she stole the eggs of a heavenly beast, and used the innate spirit to help him break through to the second level of Chaos Rate and escape the disaster. Another time, she never left her, took care of him for two years with her eyes, and used her tears to let him escape from the abyss of death again.

She was originally an angel. At the end of her life, the "Sanctioned God Messenger of Life and Light" passed to his heart through a long distance.

Xueer, I will never pay back what I owe you in this life. The only thing I can do is to keep you by my side forever. Even if I lose all the power to protect you, I will not let anyone hurt you again...

"Brother, are you still thirsty?" Ningxue put down the hello and looked at him with bright eyes. She felt very satisfied just by looking at him like this.

His body had recovered a little consciousness and his strength seemed to have recovered a little. The corners of his mouth were twitching, revealing a gentle smile: "I am no longer thirsty."

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