Lord?
Is the one calling him that person sitting in the dark corner?
He walked over.
The man stared at him silently, as if he was witnessing a fleeting dream.
The firelight came closer.
The person's appearance became clearer in his eyes.
The man was wearing a black robe, but it was old and tattered. He was almost unclothed. Pale and thin limbs hung loosely under the broken clothing.
That pale color, even in the orange flame, couldn't receive the slightest warmth.
Dark scars snaked across the man's face, terrifying and hideous.
Upon closer inspection, there did not seem to be any injuries on the person's body. However, there were many dark red blood scars and dust sticking to his bare skin.
Limbs, clavicle, neck. They were everywhere.
With his sharp eyes, he accidentally caught a glimpse of something shattered on the ground next to him, scattered around. His pupils shrank.
One couldn't help letting their mind run wild..
He walked over to him, knelt on one knee, and held the person in his arms.
......So skinny.
How can you be so thin, he thought.
The bulging bones poking into him made him lose his mind.
It made his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and lungs hurt.
Moreover, this person didn't even show a trace of resistance.
His long black hair collapsed downward, and the man fell into his arms like a broken doll.
Then, he let out a mutter.
"My Lord..."
He was only calling out.
But his voice seemed to be sharpened by sharp knives until it was rough and husky.
"I'm here," he said.
The person in his arms continued the repetition: "Lord..."
The other party raised his head and stared at him, his eyes focused.
But the bottom of his eyes was very dark and empty.
He vaguely sensed something wrong.
But he dared not think too deeply.
He replied: "...I am here."
However, the person in his arms had no response to what he said.
His pale, thin hands gripped the front of his clothes like the flowers that grew alongside a corpse. There was a bit of a lifeless coldness.
"Lord..."
"Senior Immortal, I'm here." He clasped the other party's hand.
The hand in the center of his was thin and pointy, and it was not as soft as when he touched it under the almond blossom tree. His voice repeated hoarsely, "I'm right by your side."
He leaned in and hugged the body in his arms tighter, trying to transfer some of his body temperature over.
The person in his arms trembled violently as if he was being scalded.
Then, there was complete silence.
Like a puppet inside its shell with exhausted spirit stones.
"Senior Immortal, I will take you out of here." He said.
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Sick Beauty [Rebirth]
FantasyAuthor(s): 夜雨行舟 Original Publisher: jjwxc Source: Novelupdates.com (Not own by me, I only Publish and view it as a entertainment purposes.) Description: In his previous life, Ye Yunlan's appearance was destroyed by a fire. For years, he was misunde...