Chapter 306: Save People to the End (55)

The second time, Yaoguang performed better than before, but still died in the cold wind.

After a while of silence, Yaoguang started the third attempt without anyone urging her.

This time, she decided to fight with this game!

The first time can be said to be her carelessness, the second time can only be said that this game is a bit too targeted at her.

Qingjun wanted to make a game before, she didn't care.

After all, he was an old demon before the war between good and evil, and it was his freedom to do whatever he wanted.

And the things made by the old demon were likely to be beneficial to the future development of the Demon Sect, so she was willing to provide resources and let the other party try it.

But she really didn't expect that Qingjun actually had some gains and some negative emotions.

Later, the games they made became more and more interesting, and more and more people in the Demon Sect were willing to make games, which made Yaoguang a little dissatisfied.

In her opinion, games are minor paths after all, and there is no corresponding authority in the Heavenly Dao, so what is the use of making this thing.

I never thought that this time, the Paradise City must be solved by games, which made her have to start paying attention to things that were previously ignored.

I thought that "Jiuzhou" would not be that difficult. After all, I was a half-step Yuanying, and I could pass it easily. While promoting this game, I also left the world with the image of a strong man.

But I didn't expect that I would fail twice!

Gritting her teeth, she said fiercely: "Come! Fight!"

Continuing to be an alien, continuing to be a beggar, continuing to have bad luck, she re-entered the dream and began to explore ways to break the deadlock here.

Dragging her sick body, she came to the mass grave and began to collect tributes.

This time, she didn't eat directly, but looked at the tributes in her backpack and thought.

Her bald father contributed greatly to her being able to step into the half-step Yuanying in her early twenties, but Yaoguang's cultivation talent should not be underestimated.

Her public identity Yaoguang is an inner sect disciple of the origin sect. Even if she often handles the affairs of the demon sect, she is still an inner sect strongman.

Under the pressure of Lin Yuan behind her, she thought frantically.

The will to not admit defeat finally temporarily overwhelmed the fear of the ancient gods, allowing her to use her brain and constantly think about the current situation.

Although the beggar starts with the difficulty of the underworld, there are no unsolvable problems in this game, but this start is too difficult.

Beggars have no money and no status. Years of hunger and disease have made Yaoguang's body extremely weak, which makes the means of breaking the situation secret and difficult to find.

But beggars have strong endurance. Where ordinary players will lose their mood after sleeping for a night, beggars can take it calmly.

Moreover, beggars are also one of the few professions that can act in various negative states. After all, this is her daily life.

After sorting the collected tributes, she returned to the temple and found that she had missed some things before.

Here, there is more than one beggar.

In the corner of the dilapidated temple, a little beggar curled up and trembled constantly.

Walking forward, Yaoguang looked at the other party's situation and found that the other party was covered with pustules, and some places were still oozing black pus and blood.

His forehead was hot and his body was shaking. He should have been infected with the plague. No matter what, he might not survive tonight.

The little girl looked no more than eight or nine years old, but considering that she was not malnourished, her actual age might be eleven or twelve years old.

Moreover, she had no left arm or right leg, and she looked like a strange-shaped piece of wood, and it was a piece of wood that was bound to wither.

After staring at her for a while, Yaoguang quickly judged the current situation and knew that she had to be rescued.

The nights here were very cold, and the body temperature of one person was not enough to support the winter nights, so there must be multiple people to keep warm.

And she didn't know what would happen next, so if she could have one more labor force, it would also increase her chances of survival.

Therefore, she no longer hesitated and took out the tribute she had collected.

Her current physical condition was okay, so she first took out the moldy and rotten food, removed the rotten parts, and ate the rest whole.

Afterwards, the food in better condition was mixed with water and poured directly into the girl's mouth.

It was just poured in, and the other party kept spitting it out.

Decisively pouring the water mixed with food into her mouth, Yaoguang passed the food over with her mouth without hesitation, and took several mouthfuls in a row.

She stopped until the other party's rumbling stomach gradually bulged, and then went out to collect weeds.

Hay is a good thing.

She had read in a book that when the demons were rampant, the weapon for the people to survive the winter was weeds.

The straw was dried and spread on the bed in bundles. The family would stay in bed motionless in winter, which was called Wodong.

If there was sunshine, the straw would be taken out and dried, and the part wetted by sweat would be dried again, and then it would be spread on the bed again.

Collecting as much hay as possible, Yaoguang saw that it was about to get dark, and then she built a grass nest with hay, and then hugged the girl and got in.

The girl with a fever seemed like a small stove, but Yaoguang could feel that the other party was gradually returning to normal.

Relieved, she made herself closer to the other party so that the temperature of each other could be better transmitted and form a barrier to avoid the cold.

She had done everything she could see. If she still died at night, she would definitely punish Kong Jue.

At night, the wind was strong and blew through the walls of the ruined temple, making a shrill sound.

The girl in her arms also felt the strong wind in her sleep.

She was like a newborn puppy. Although she closed her eyes tightly, she still instinctively approached Yaoguang and made an unclear "Mom" sound.

"Don't scream." Yaoguang said dissatisfiedly.

"Mom..."

"I told you not to scream!"

"... Dad?"

"... It's up to you."

With a helpless sigh, Yaoguang hugged the girl in her arms tighter.

Listening to the horrible wind, holding the feverish girl, the not-so-fresh food rolling in her stomach, Yaoguang felt that the game was so realistic.

When the morning sun fell and the birds sang, Yaoguang, who had emerged from the grass nest, looked at the sky and felt that it was good to be more realistic.

Survived.

Really survived.

Yaoguang never thought that being able to survive a day would become something worth celebrating, which moved her deeply.

Then, she immediately lowered her head and felt the pulse of the girl in the grass nest.

The other party's pulse was very weak, but she could feel a desire from it.

She lost an arm and a leg, and her body was infected with the disease, and she could die at any time.

But her body had not given up, and she was still crying out for hunger and thirst.

She wanted to try harder, like a seed pressed by a stone, hoping to absorb more water and nutrients, and then push the stone that was pressing on her away with force.

Looking at the sleeping girl, thinking of the other party's repeated "Mom" last night, Yaoguang's eyes softened for a moment, and then walked towards the cemetery.

Since I saved her, I will save her to the end.

After all, I still need her to keep warm at night.