Medical techniques do not really bring people back to life, but they can have miraculous effects in a short period of time. If Wuqi performs medical techniques in a timely manner within a few minutes after a person dies, and the person being rescued dies because of his serious injury, then he can successfully pull the man back from the gate of hell.

Just like saving Nakelulu, Wuqi casts spells without hesitation to treat Croyd's injuries. Soon, just ten minutes later, Croyd's heart beats again. Only then did Wuqi take back the medical treatment, wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and quietly wait for Croyd's second opening of his eyes.

"Is this hell?" After opening his eyes, Croyd asked in confusion, and then he stood up and glanced around in disbelief.

After a glance, without any explanation, he immediately realized that he was not dead and was saved by Wuqi. Because after recovering his memory, he clearly remembered that Wuqi had saved him once with that strange technique, but he was unwilling to believe that he was obviously dead and could still be resurrected from the dead.

A strange light gradually appeared in Croyd's eyes, but after a moment, his eyes were replaced by a strong sadness. He did not talk to Wuqi. Suddenly, he grabbed the piece of blood on the ground beside him, and the fragment that had just been pulled out by Wuqi stabbed him in his chest. Not only did he not weaken his determination to commit suicide, but he was even more serious than before.

Wuqi was about to say something, but before he could make a sound, he was shocked by Croyd's actions. He was shocked and hurriedly stretched out his right hand that had been re-attached by him, and then drew a afterimage in the air, and directly crossed the blade fragments to block Croyd's chest.

He knew that his strength was far inferior to Croyd, and deadlift was definitely not possible, so he had to choose this method.

"Puff!" The sharp blade fragment pierced deeply into Wuqi's palm, and instantly penetrated Wuqi's palm and then pierced into Croyd's chest. However, due to the blockage of Wuqi's palm, the strength was slowed down a lot by him, so the fragment pierced into Croyd's chest just scratched a little of the skin, and did not hurt the heart, nor did he shed blood.

The heart-wrenching stinging pain was like a tide, and wave after wave hit Wuqi's mind, making his palm tremble, but he gritted his teeth without saying a word. He ignored it, and after grinning in pain, he looked at Croyd with a burning look and asked angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Croyd looked at Wuqi blankly. Although he had no expression on his face, he was moved by Wuqi's actions again.

A friend is willing to save himself regardless of everything, but block the attack for him without hesitation. Although it was suicide, the force used for his suicide was very small, and the weapon was just a small piece of sword blade. But these were not the point. Wuqi took action without hesitation just now, and did not hesitate to stop himself from committing suicide by seriously injured by his palms being penetrated by fragments. This move itself is the point.

This is the result of Croyd's not dead, but it is not important. What is important is Wuqi's spirit of willingness to fight for his friends regardless of everything and is willing to sacrifice his will for his friends without hesitation. These are the things that really touched Croyd.

However, he is a person with a natural indifferent personality. He is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. So he did not show any emotion, but just looked at Wuqi's palm, which was penetrated by the sword blade fragments, with a strong sad look in his eyes, and said, "Let me die. I can't forgive myself."

"No." Wuqi shook his head calmly, looked at Croyd sincerely, and said stubbornly: "I won't let you die. As long as I'm here, you can't die."

"Why?" Croyd asked in confusion.

"Because you have died once. The original Croyd is dead. You are another Croyd now, and I have given you a new life. Everything in the past is just a matter of your previous life, so your current life belongs to me. If I don't let you die, you can't die." Wuqi's eyes were very calm, and he said seriously.

Wuqi's words did not come with any pressure, but Croyd somehow, after listening to Wuqi's unreasonable words, he looked at the other party's expressionless face, and felt an indescribable sense of identity. It seemed that what the other party said was the truth at this moment, and he could only believe it, not doubt it.

At this moment, he even suddenly felt that the person standing in front of him was not the familiar young man he remembered, but a super strong man with the highest strength and peak of the holy realm. If he didn't convince him immediately, he would be instantly killed by the other party.

Very strange.

Croyd clearly had the desire to commit suicide, but after he looked at Wuqi, he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart. He actually retreated involuntarily, and then felt a chill inexplicably. All of this was because Wuqi's eyes that were emitting light blue light at this moment. At this moment, he did not enter the state of elemental awakening, but subconsciously entered the state of Mingjing Shushui's mind.

Croyd hesitated for a moment, and under the gaze of Wuqi Mingjing Zhishui's mood, he finally nodded slowly and said, "It really makes sense. So, I can't die now?"

"Yes. You must remember that you are no longer the you who were before. You were dead before, and you have now gained a new life. Therefore, you must face a new life. Forget the past and face the future." Seeing that Croyd's expression gradually showed signs of loosening, Wuqi's eyes lit up and said with a little comfort in his heart.

Croyd nodded slowly again, but then he shook his head again, with a hesitation on his face and said, "No. I am obviously the young master of the Croy family. What is this different from the past? I... cannot forget all the past, those pictures are so impressive to me.

If I really listen to you and regard all the past as not happening, then what is the difference between me and a scoundrel? No. I can't forget the memories that penetrate into my bone marrow. Even if I can temporarily forget them during the day, they will turn into nightmares to remind me at night. No, no...I can't..."

As he said that, Croyd's gradually calming expression was replaced by increasingly heavy sadness. His head was shaking faster and faster. The eyes in his eyes became more and more self-blame, and he was about to fall into the huge guilt that he could not forgive himself again.

Wuqi suddenly showed a look of worry in his eyes. He stopped talking nonsense, and slapped Croyd's face with another slap in his left hand. "Bang!" Seeing that Croyd's gaze suddenly appeared for a moment of dullness, Wuqi hurriedly seized the opportunity of this moment and further persuaded: "Who said there was no change? Everything has changed! You are no longer the young master of the Croy family!

The Croy family no longer exists. Where can you be the young master? Also, the weapons you use have been completely damaged.

Where is the Croyd from the past? You are a completely different new life than before. Do you understand? Without me, you would not have stood here and talked to me. All of this was given to you by me. So, you must listen to my orders and live well. If I do not allow you to die, you cannot die. Otherwise, you are deliberately going to betray me."

Croyd did not react at all after hearing the previous paragraph of this sentence, and even looked down upon it. However, after hearing the word "betrayal", he suddenly felt like a spring thunder exploded in his heart. With a "boom", his body seemed to be really struck by lightning, and suddenly he was shocked.

The knot in my heart that I could never untie was almost instantly resolved and dissipated into the air at the moment when the other party said "betrayal" words.

Yes! Whether I am the current Croyd or the former Croyd, my life is indeed saved by the slug. My current life is equivalent to his, and he has the power to live and die. He had told me just now that I am not allowed to commit suicide. If I commit suicide because I cannot face the sins of my family, it would be equivalent to betraying the will of the slug.

Who am I, Croyd? I was once a genius, the pride of heaven. Now even though I have become a demon who kills without blinking, I am at least a trustworthy person.

I have betrayed my family once, and that betrayal made all my relatives’ lives. Although betrayal was not my original intention, I did make an inexcusable mistake. If I betray again, no... I can’t betray again. I will not betray again!

"I understand." After a long silence, Croyd's eyes finally lit up slowly and he nodded.

Once the knot in his heart was untied, his mood gradually returned to normal. Although he still felt guilty about the big mistake he had made before, at least he would no longer treat himself in an extreme way like suicide, but chose to repent once a day to treat himself kindly.

Father, brother, and sister. Please give me some more time. I know you will never forgive me anyway. However, my life is no longer mine. Please wait for me a little longer, and one day I will return my life to the slug, and I will apologize to you.

After sorting out his thoughts, Croyd took a deep breath. After the fresh air entered his lungs, he suddenly felt a sense of rebirth. A faint smile passed through his face involuntarily. It was a smile full of gratitude for the new life, from the heart, naturally and without pretentiousness.

After seeing the faint smile on Croyd's face, Nakelulu's heart that had just calmed down jumped uncontrollably again. At this moment, as if she had seen the most beautiful thing in the world, the "bang" heartbeat made her little face suddenly turn red.

Nakelulu turned her head shyly, turned her face aside, ran away from Seus, stopped looking at him, and then fell on the slug he hated again.

Wuqi was also smiling on his face at this time. After seeing Croyd's expression completely restored to normal, he was also happy for the other party from the bottom of his heart. His smile naturally showed it. At first glance, it was really much sunny than Croyd's faint smile.

But the smile fell into Nakelulu's eyes and seemed to be twisted into a wretched smirk again, which made her feel contemptuous and subconsciously "slap" twice. Xiaobai noticed Nakelulu's contemptuous gaze, and it immediately let out two roars for Wuqi. Unfortunately, the sound fell into Nakelulu's ears and turned into two extremely pleasant cat meows, and it immediately felt depressed.

When Seus saw Nakelulu and Xiaobai's strange behavior, he felt confused and confused. But when he found that Nakelulu and Xiaobai had begun to argue with each other, an indescribable look suddenly appeared on his face, and he had to shake his head with a headache.

"Lao De, do you have a place to go now? If not, let's go with us. I can let you join our team." Wuqi asked with a smile.

"Team?" Croyd pointed at Seus and Naklulu, not far behind Wuqi, frowned slightly and asked, "It's just you three?"

Wuqi smiled mysteriously, then spoke a cat moan, "Meow." Xiaobai, who was arguing with Nakelulu, suddenly became clever and stood on Wuqi's shoulders in a few leaps. Wuqi pointed at Xiaobai with a smile and explained, "There is also it."

"Okay." Croyd nodded, but after he was silent for a moment, he suddenly changed his mind and whispered: "But I will be wronged as the leader of the group in the future. My current strength has reached the limit that my body can bear. Although I can still help you now, I will probably pull the team back in the future. I hope you don't dislike me then."

This is what Croyd said in his heart. He really has no confidence in himself. After all, the pride of heaven no longer exists. Now his body can only be cultivated to the initial level of a high-level practitioner. If he tries to improve further, he will eventually suffer a serious injury again and his strength will fall to the next level.

Croyd is very experienced in this regard. However, what he didn't expect was that after listening to his words, Wuqi not only did not dislike him because of this, but instead laughed, patted his shoulder, and said, "Old De! You are still the same sick person as before. Haven't I said everything just now?

You have now been reborn and all the old injuries in your body have been healed for me. If you don’t believe it, you can feel it yourself now."

Croyd was stunned when he heard this. A look of half-believing and half-doubted appeared in his eyes. He subconsciously used his breath to look inward to carefully check the old wounds in his body that had not been healed for a long time. As time gradually passed, the more he looked at him, the brighter the eyes became.

Just a few seconds later, Croyd's eyes suddenly burst out with dazzling light like two suns. He looked at Wuqi gratefully, nodded heavily, and whispered: "Thank you."

Wuqi's eyes were still calm, but no matter how calm he was, he could not hide his inner joy. As soon as he raised the corner of his mouth, a smile appeared from the bottom of his heart.

But in a blink of an eye, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly looked at Croyd nervously, and said softly: "By the way. You made a mistake just now. I am not the leader, but the deputy. I decided to let you join the group privately. The leader is the girl next to the elf tribe. I treat her as my sister. In the future, you will give in to her as much as I do. Do you know?"

Seeing that Wuqi seemed to be afraid of Nake Lulu, Croyd was stunned and his expression suddenly became extremely strange. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. He didn't understand why Wuqi had another sister for no reason, and his official title was even bigger than Wuqi, but he didn't care about these things.

At the sight of Wuqi showing a funny expression again, Croyd couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement. He seemed to have returned to the time when he had been having fun with Wuqi in the Sword Academy a few years ago, and once again deeply felt the feeling of being heavily wrapped in friendship, which made him very comfortable.

"Okay." After a moment, Croyd nodded silently.

"You are welcome to add..."

A bright smile suddenly appeared on Wuqi's face, and he stretched out his palm, but at this moment, Croyd did not reach out. Instead, he slowly shook his head, interrupted Wuqi's welcome words, and said, "Wait a minute.

Since I plan to start a new life and join you, I must abandon more things from the past. I don’t want you to be kept in the dark by me. Before joining you, I must tell you everything in detail. This is my style.”

"Okay. Then you tell me." Wuqi nodded gently and smiled.

After Croyd nodded slightly, he gradually looked thoughtful on his face. While recalling, he slowly said: "You know most of the ones in front of me. But after I recovered my memory, it was slightly different. The red-haired old man who claimed to be my master and hid in the blood-red heavy sword sealed part of my memory.

That's why I mistakenly thought that the destruction of my family was caused by you. Of course, there is another reason here because the phantom controlled part of my mind. Not only did I never see the phantom's method of controlling my mind, but I had never heard of it before. Moreover, the phantom's ability to exist consciously made me feel very strange.

But what's even more strange is that when I met the blood-red heavy sword, all this started half a year after you left the Sword Academy..."

Wuqi's expression immediately showed an impatient expression after hearing Croyd's memories, but after hearing the phantom of the red-haired old man, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he listened with great interest. Even the idea of ​​opening a mouth to interrupt Croyd at the beginning was dispelled.

However, at the same time, while listening, he began to think deeply in his heart.

Red-haired old man? Yes. Why did I forget such an important thing? What exactly does it exist? Is it life? It doesn’t look like a soul? If the soul really exists, why did I only see him since I was born?

And why is the red-haired old man so weird? This kind of dress seems to be exactly the same as the dress he was in the ordinary world when filming costume dramas? Could it be that he was an actor in the ordinary world? No. If he was just an ordinary person, he would never have the aura that only a cultivator would have.

The more Wuqi thought about it, the more he felt that the phantom of the red-haired old man brought him more and more questions, just like a mystery that could never be solved, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it.
Chapter completed!