Chapter 614 — The Withered Bones of Chiming
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
. " His shoulder hurt; Chixi's nails had sunk into his skin, and Shen Mu felt his own blood flowing out, his essence qi and blood streaming into Chixi's body. Chixi's face slowly regained a trace of color, his breath steadied, and he laughed: "Yes. It is this little box that controls the God-Slaying Terrace. Once the box comes out, heh heh.
. .
you nearly carried it off.
" Shen Mu felt dizzy — the sign of too much blood lost — and said, eyes flickering: "Senior, I am truly in pain. I am bleeding; the God-Slaying Terrace has begun to drink my qi and blood. " Chixi's face plumped by degrees, flesh and blood growing, and he laughed: "You are indeed bleeding — but it is not the God-Slaying Terrace that drinks your blood. The water I drank could not replenish my qi and blood; I am too drained, and I need human blood the more. Cough, cough, cough! " He suddenly began to cough loudly.
"What is it, Senior?
" Shen Mu asked with concern: "Are you all right, Senior? Do you feel a little dizzy?
A small itch in your throat? " Unawares, Chixi released him, raised four arms, and pounded his own head, his body swaying; his other two hands cradled the little box. Shen Mu's face was all concern; he said, flustered: "Senior, are you dehydrated?
I have more water here — would Senior care to drink? Oh, I forgot!
Some of these water skins have a little something mixed in! " Shen Mu stamped his foot: "What is to be done? " He turned and paced to and fro; Chixi reached out a hand to seize him, clutched at empty air behind him, and fell to his knees with a thud.
"Some of the water skins — I mixed in Blood-Melting Powder!
" Shen Mu struck fist into palm and sighed long, wringing his wrist: "This poison dissolves blood on contact.
I use it to destroy corpses and erase every trace — how could I have forgotten! Senior, are you all right?
" Chixi knelt there without moving, his pupils slowly turning toward him. Shen Mu avoided his gaze and snatched away the little box cradled in his arms: "Senior's cultivation is profound — you can surely refine away this poison, can you not?
In that case, this junior will trouble you no further. Farewell! " And with that he fled like a wisp of smoke.
Chixi's eyeballs shifted over, and his gaze shot forth divine light, piercing two great holes through the shrine!
So Gui Liuliu was the Lone Wolf King all along. I always thought you had vanished.
When I opened your post, I laughed and the tears came at once — I truly thought you were gone.
In the old days I read every post of yours; I cannot recall what they said, only that the name the Lone Wolf King stayed with me. I have seen the name Gui Liuliu many times too, only I never guessed it was an old acquaintance. I suppose I am growing old.
Enough.
My head is muddled; this way one shows one's true nature too easily, and harms the body too easily. I must go catch up on sleep.