The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 7: Riding the Waves
"Snapped!"

The water in the creek was extremely shallow. When one fell down, the shallow layer of water was not enough to cushion the fall.

Ding Lin plunged headfirst into the mud.

But he didn't care about the pain, he immediately pulled his body out and swam upwards with a grin on his face.

Behind him, the sounds of biting and screaming continued.

What a feeling.

Six parts of fear, three parts of trembling, and the remaining part is an indescribable emotion.

Ding Lin gathered all the demonic energy in his body and swam forward.

Behind him, the screams became weaker and weaker.

At a certain moment, Ding Lin suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked back. He realized that he had been swimming for a long time, but the bluestone was still in his sight. He had only swam a few miles at most.

Can't escape.

Ding Lin paused. Fear drove him to continue fleeing, but reason told him that it would be a waste of effort.

Suddenly, an inexplicable string in my head jumped.

He wanted to go back and take another look.

Ding Lin was silent again.

Turn around and swim back.

The intervals between the screams became longer and longer, occasionally interspersed with sobbing pleas for mercy and rampant disdain.

Ding Lin didn't know what his mood was at the moment.

It was still several dozen feet away from the bluestone.

Ding Lin finally stopped.

Hesitate to move forward.

Then he slowly shrunk half of his body into the soil.

Ding Lin grinned, as if laughing at his own cowardice, but could only spit out a string of bubbles.

A stone's throw away.

"what!"

In the small lake, the screams suddenly became louder and higher, and it was not just the sound, but also the direction.

Ding Lin looked up suddenly.

In the fine rain curtain, in mid-air, Hei Lin turned into a half-human, half-fish creature again, with its long tail dragging on the water. He held a steel fork in one hand and swung out a magical power with the other hand to pull up Qing Yi's body. A large amount of demonic energy surged and was taken away from Qing Yi's body, and then through this magic, it continuously gathered on Hei Lin's body, making his aura even deeper.

A full quarter of an hour.

Qingyi's screams turned from high-pitched to weak and increasingly feeble, and his aura was rapidly declining. A hundred years of cultivation was lost in an instant.

next moment……

"brush!"

Blood splattered three feet.

Hei Lin withdrew the hand that was holding Qing Yi, and with his other hand, wielded the steel fork and cut open Qing Yi's belly. He then quickly moved forward, reached his hand into the belly, and ripped it out fiercely.

"what!"

Qingyi's moan, which was already too weak to be heard, suddenly became louder.

Ding Lin's eyes were about to burst out.

Heilin pulled out his hand, and between the sharp claws there was a stain of blood and a glowing gem. He moved closer to take a closer look.

As for Qingyi, she was thrown away by Hei Lin like garbage. I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but she happened to be in the location where Ding Lin was.

Ding Lin watched with his eyes wide open. At a certain moment, their eyes met. Although they were hidden in the mud, Qingyi still discovered him after twenty years of living together day and night. Then, the huge fish body that was about to fall in mid-air moved forward several feet and fell right on top of Ding Lin. The last bit of demonic energy dissipated, covering up Ding Lin's breath.

"What a good baby!"

Heilin's face was intoxicated, and greed and struggle flashed alternately in his eyes. His mind was distracted by the pearl and he did not notice Qingyi's actions.

It was a long time before he finally looked away with great difficulty. Although he had made a choice, his face was still full of regret.

"Although this treasure is good, it is still not as good as the Heavenly Class. For a little demon like me, only by entering the Heavenly Class can we be considered to have a background and put down roots."

After saying this, Hei Lin closed his eyes and began to look for Ding Lin.

Missing?
Hei Lin opened his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Never mind, it's just a little demon who has been cultivating for ten years or so, it's nothing serious."

Black Scale seemed to be muttering.

After he finished speaking, he swung his long tail and stepped into the ditch standing up. The shallow layer of water in the ditch quickly gathered, revealing the muddy bottom, and then turned into a wave that supported his feet. He walked away slowly as if he was crossing a single-plank bridge.

After a short while, it suddenly turned back.

"Where have you gone?"

Surprise and doubt finally flashed in Heilin's eyes.

"Did he really run away?"

Heilin turned around and this time he really left.

And not long after Hei Lin left.

Ding Lin struggled to get out from under Qingyi's body. His whole body, head and face were covered in blood. It was Qingyi's blood. Qingyi wrapped him with the wound on his abdomen, thus avoiding Hei Lin's detection.

"Small……"

Qingyi opened her mouth, but her voice was almost inaudible.

Ding Lin hurried over, feeling all kinds of emotions, guilt, reluctance, but mostly sadness.

"I……"

Qingyi opened her mouth again, wanting to say something, but she couldn't control herself and exhaled the last bit of demonic energy. Her body began to shrink inch by inch, and soon, she became only slightly bigger than Ding Lin.

The shallow water in the ditch barely covered her back.

Qing Yi's eyes were also dimming rapidly.

Do not!
Ding Lin screamed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He watched helplessly, and suddenly, as if he thought of something, he arched his body hard, turned Qingyi over, revealing the wound on his abdomen.

Even though her body had shrunk, this wound was still hideous, extending from her waist to her tail, almost splitting her body in two. Qing Yi had countless wounds of varying sizes, but this one was undoubtedly the most fatal.

Ding Lin remembered the last time Qing Yi healed his wounds under the moon, and after thinking about it, he put his mouth on the wound. The demonic energy flowed in his body, and then a wisp of it slowly passed over.

Qingyi's tail slapped violently.

Ding Lin was delighted that it was working.

You know, before, when he crawled out of the belly, Qingyi's body just trembled, but now there is obviously a trace of life.

Therefore, Ding Lin worked even harder to channel the demonic energy.

A wisp of...

Two strands...

Five strands...

It was not until dawn that Ding Lin's evil spirit was finally exhausted.

"pain……"

A soft, weak and aggrieved voice sounded in my ears, almost inaudible.

Came alive.

Ding Lin was suddenly alert and didn't care about his tiredness. He wagged his tail and went to find something to eat.

"Xiao...Xiaohong..."

Qing Yi panicked.

Ding Lin turned around, kissed her head, and then left. He couldn't go back into the lake. After all, if he went back into the lake, he would never be able to jump out again with his own strength.

Fortunately, there were some small shrimps in this ditch, jumping around lively in the shallow water.

Ding Lin brought some back, and Qingyi ate a little reluctantly.

Things seemed to be starting to turn for the better.

However, Qingyi's spirit became worse and worse throughout the day, and when night fell again, Qingyi had fainted again.

Fortunately, it is a sunny night tonight.

The bright moon hangs high.

Ding Lin spent half the night recovering his demonic energy, and then moved towards Qingyi's wound. This time, he paid close attention and found that there was a wisp of alien demonic energy lurking in Qingyi's abdomen, which was full of destructive power and prevented the wound from healing.

(End of this chapter)