"You..." He still wanted to say something, but his body suddenly crashed to the ground, then turned into smoke and dust, merging into Demon Blade Muramasa.
I only felt my vision go dark and my whole body grow cold, along with an indescribable exhaustion. I barely managed to retract Demon Blade Muramasa into my body before collapsing heavily to the ground. Everything went black before my eyes, and I completely lost consciousness.
I had no idea how long I remained unconscious. I only felt extremely tired.
When I woke up, I found myself lying in Ye Xingchen's arms. She gazed at me gently, but her face was haggard.
"You're awake?" Ye Xingchen was overjoyed when she saw me.
"What happened?" I rasped, my throat feeling dry and rough.
"You've been unconscious for three days." Ye Xingchen looked at me as she spoke, then reached out and handed me a bowl of water. I hurriedly drank it, finally recovering a sliver of strength.
I rose from her arms, only to hear the Evil Spirits roaring. Every so often, Huodou's strange cries rang out as well.
"What happened during those three days?" I asked calmly. At that moment, the strength in my entire body seemed to be returning.
Ye Xingchen said, "After you lost consciousness, countless Fierce Ghosts and Weird Tales continued attacking us. The people around us also wanted to take Demon Blade Muramasa from you. So, to keep you alive, we had Huodou fight its way through a bloody path. We've already broken out now."
"Damn it. These people really don't know how to be grateful." I snorted coldly, my eyes filled with indifference. Then I rolled my arm and found that my body had basically recovered. Although I hadn't eaten anything, I didn't feel hungry at all.
It seemed