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The snow had already stopped a few days ago. It was already difficult for the Cardinal to open his eyes, but he had regained a bit of consciousness.

"Am I not dead yet?"

Every single person who had survived the calamity would definitely be thinking about something. If he still had a consciousness, would he die or not?

It was because there was a rumor that when a person lived, from the day of their death onwards, they would become ghosts. They would even become evil ghosts that resented the people of the world.

No one could say for sure if ghosts existed or not.

No one could say for sure whether or not a soul existed.

Whether the soul is a carrier of consciousness or not, no one can say for sure.

The question that everyone who survived a disaster would think about was, "Am I dead?"

Everyone who could still think "Am I dead" was either dead or still alive. Either it was a pure soul, or it was a living soul.

Whether or not, every unique consciousness was every different soul.

Whether or not, the consciousness of being controlled, is death.

"..."

Cardinal Zhu barely opened his eyes as he glanced at the object before him.

Inside a carriage? What was going on? What was going on?

Cardinal Cheng couldn't speak, he couldn't move his body, and he also had some simple bandages on his body.

In his heart, Shu Cheng was astonished. Just who would save him?

It was good to be alive, but death was something the Cardinal could accept.

After all, the moment he closed his eyes after struggling to keep them shut, he had given up and put them down.

If death was the end, it was not impossible to end it.

However, he had actually survived. This might have been the will of the heavens, or it might have been the choice of fate.

Fate was hard to predict, but fate was hard to defy.

There would always be someone who would have a miraculous death, and there would always be someone who would have a miraculous life.

Cardinal was still alive, and there was no time to think about it. There was no joy at having survived such a calamity, nor was there any regret.

There was nothing, and nothing was in his mind at the moment.

He could only feel his own breath as the carriage moved forward.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, a person appeared in front of his eyes and he saw that the emperor had opened his eyes.

"You're awake!" There was a hint of joy and relief in his tone.

Cardinal looked at her.

What entered his sight was a lady with a very good temperament. She had long hair reaching her waist, was wearing a plain white Han suit, and there was a little red flower between her eyebrows. He did not know if it was made up or was already there.

Cardinal wanted to speak, but was unable to.

He tightly stared at her, not knowing if she would be able to understand the meaning behind his gaze.

The woman was a little scared by her stare. She turned her head away and said, "Why are you staring at me?"

Cardinal remained silent, but he shifted his gaze away and continued to gaze at the ceiling.

Some things, needless to say, are destined to be unexpressible.

At this time, someone opened the curtain of the carriage. "Yue Er, what are you doing?"

"Brother, look! He's awake!" The woman pointed to Cardinal, telling him that this news made her somewhat excited.

The person called Big Brother looked at Cardinal, who also shifted his gaze and met his gaze.

That person rolled his eyes. At this point, the lady beside him continued, "But he doesn't speak. He can't be a mute, right?"

That person opened his mouth and said, "Little sister, it's not that he doesn't speak, but he can't even speak if he wants to."

"Actually speaking, it's quite strange. He actually survived such a heavy injury! This is simply a miracle! " That person lamented.

"Really? I already said that it can be saved! Do you believe me now or not! " The woman pretended to be angry, as if she was complaining about her brother.

"…"

"The possibility of not being able to save him is also very high. Isn't it all because of you …"

He did not say the rest.

Wasn't it because you strongly demanded that they had to be saved, which was why you used the best medicine, and also used your own inner strength to travel with him, which was why he could barely live?

"Cough cough. Yes, that's right. Little sister, everything you say is true. I believe you now. If you say you can save me, then you must!" Then the man smiled and gave him a thumbs-up.

The woman smiled coquettishly, then with some hidden bitterness, "But why isn't he saying anything?"

The person who was addressed as' big brother 'thought for a bit, "Maybe he can't open his mouth right now!"

"His bones and muscles were broken in many places, and the wound on his abdomen is horrifying. His internal organs were all dislocated! The reason why he was able to survive was because I did my best to treat him. His body should not have recovered yet, but his consciousness should have cleared up first. "

"Oh, so it's like that. Then I'll have to ask big brother to take care of him. Saving a person's life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda."

That person nodded, "Okay."

Then he gave Cardinal another look and got out of the car.

The driver asked, "You're awake?"

The person looked at the sky and said, "He's awake."

The coachman casually replied, "To think that he could actually wake up. It is indeed the work of the heavens. However, this man is not simple. We cannot let his guard down."

The man stretched. "Of course."

"However, I also don't know why she saved him."

"Maybe it's just a dream. This time, she came out to play because she wanted to do these things."

"What is it?"

"Chivalry and righteousness, saving the lives of others."

The two of them looked at each other and understood.

In the martial arts world, those who would casually save others were always the young and inexperienced young and the young female.

In old age, who could care so much?

In actuality, the martial arts world was a cold and detached place. It was just that no one pointed it out sometimes, and no one wanted to point it out.

"What are we going to do next?" the coachman asked flatly.

"Next?" "Since he was saved, then we will save his life. Although the one who saved him was not me, we will ask him about his past and where he came from. If he is unwilling to say, then we will chase him away." The man said thoughtfully.

"Is that really okay?" the coachman asked.

"What's so good about that? Don't tell me you've forgotten our goal. For the sake of safety, it's not appropriate to bring along people with unknown origins."

The coachman gave the horse a whip and nodded. "We'll do as you say."

"..."

After a few days, Cardinal seemed to have recovered quite a bit, as if he could already speak.

In the past few days, that woman would come to visit him from time to time, then instruct his brother to change the medicine for Cardinal and treat his injuries.

Today was the day she got on the carriage.

Cardinal once again stared at her, and then weakly said, "Thank you."

This time the woman jumped, "Wow, you actually know how to talk! You think you're a mute? "

When Cardinal finished thanking him, he neither had the strength to speak nor was he bothered to respond.

Cardinal looked at his own body's condition; it was absolutely terrible! If it wasn't for the fact that he had persisted for a long time and didn't fall out of thin air, if it wasn't for him doing his best to struggle until the end …

Even if he was to be discovered, it would definitely be a corpse.

He felt that his bones had been broken quite a bit, his internal organs had been dislocated. More importantly, he felt that his dantian's Qi Sea was completely empty, without even a trace of internal force left.

The same was true for the reason that Cardinal could not speak: his organs had not fully recovered.

Just like what that person said, being able to live is a miracle …