After being reborn, all I want to do is run away.

Chapter 127 In the Snow

At this very moment, the heavy snowflakes continued to fall endlessly from the gloomy, gray sky, showing no sign of stopping.

But Shen Xu didn't have time to care about that; he immediately headed towards the direction from which the intermittent sobbing sounds were coming from.

Before long, he discovered a thin little girl huddled against the wall, barely clothed, who looked even smaller than Wuyou.

To his astonishment, all the snow seemed to have avoided the little girl, creating a "vacuum zone" around her that was completely devoid of snow.

Even so, the frigid temperature around her was far beyond what a young girl could withstand.

"This is definitely not normal. Where am I right now?" Shen Xu was filled with endless doubts.

This place does look a lot like Dreamy Lane, but it's completely different from the abandoned and dilapidated Dreamy Lane in his memory. Instead, it looks more like Dreamy Lane before it was abandoned.

Just then, Shen Xu suddenly felt weak again. He knew he couldn't delay any longer. The power of blood wouldn't last much longer, and he had to get out of this alley as soon as possible, or he would definitely freeze to death here.

"But this little girl?" Shen Xu looked at the little girl huddled against the wall, trembling, and a sense of conflict and doubt arose in his heart.

He knew that it was highly unusual for this little girl to be in such a desolate and cold place, and it might even be a trap, but he couldn't bear to leave a little girl alone in such a snowy and icy place.

After hesitating for a long time, Shen Xu finally asked softly, "Would you like to come with me?" Then, he carefully extended his palm to the little girl.

The little girl, huddled against the wall, trembled slightly upon hearing Shen Xu's words, and her sobs gradually subsided. After a long while, she slowly raised her head and looked at Shen Xu with blank, lifeless eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Shen Xu felt a sudden tremor in his heart. In the little girl's empty, bewildered eyes, he seemed to read endless sorrow and despair.

At that moment, he realized with absolute certainty that he had to take the child away that day.

So, Shen Xu took a deep breath, squatted down, and gently but firmly held the little girl in his arms.

But the moment he touched the little girl's body, a bone-chilling cold surged forth like a tidal wave, penetrating his clothes and seeping straight into his bones, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

In particular, his hands, which were holding the little girl, lost all feeling in an instant, as if they had been frozen into two solid blocks of ice, almost causing him to drop the girl to the ground.

But having chosen to take the girl away, he wouldn't give up easily.

Gritting his teeth, Shen Xu endured the chill that almost made him faint, adjusted his posture, pressed the little girl's chest tightly against his heart, then randomly chose a direction, took a step, and walked resolutely forward.

His every step seemed so heavy and firm, as if carrying the weight of two lives.

However, right after Shen Xu carried the girl away, the snowflakes that had previously refused to touch her suddenly went berserk and began to fall rapidly towards her.

In an instant, the world turned white, and the howling wind was as piercing as a sharp blade cutting through the sky. It carried countless snowflakes and formed a powerful and terrifying storm that rushed straight toward Shen Xu and the girl in his arms.

Faced with such a violent blizzard, Shen Xu gritted his teeth and mustered all his strength to maintain his sword stance, barely managing to continue walking through the raging wind.

However, he knew very well that the sword aura he was maintaining couldn't be sustained indefinitely. Moreover, the bloodlust within him was like a ferocious beast, relentlessly devouring the last remaining energy in his body.

Meanwhile, what worried Shen Xu even more was that the little girl in his arms was becoming increasingly critical. Her breath was growing weaker and weaker, sometimes faint, sometimes barely perceptible, like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be completely extinguished at any moment by the merciless blizzard.

However, despite his great anxiety, he still couldn't find the exit of this deep alley.

Left with no other choice, he stopped, his eyes revealing a resolute determination. Then, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and a flash of cold light instantly shot out from the longsword at his waist.

Then, he quickly raised his wrist and pressed the freshly cut wound on his wrist tightly against the girl's pale lips.

Immediately, bright red blood flowed continuously into the girl's mouth, and the girl greedily sucked on this life-saving blood as if it were raining after a long drought.

As the blood nourished her, the girl's breathing gradually became steady, and the life force that had almost disappeared began to flow slowly again in her small body.

As blood continued to flow from his wrist, Shen Xu's already pale face became even more bloodless, as deathly white as a sheet of paper.

At the same time, wave after wave of intense dizziness, like a surging tide, crashed against his fragile mind, almost causing him to faint.

He knew very well that this was not a long-term solution. He had to find a way to escape this seemingly endless alley as soon as possible, otherwise both he and the girl in his arms would ultimately face certain death.

With things having come to this point, it seemed there was only one choice left. Shen Xu gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in his body and the churning dizziness in his mind, and slowly slid down the wall while holding the girl tightly.

He then carefully removed his wrist, which had been pressing on the girl's hand. Under the control of the Blood Intent, blood gushed from the wound on his wrist and quickly condensed into a shocking ball of blood in the air, which continued to churn and surge.

At this moment, Shen Xu's whole body began to tremble violently involuntarily, but he still tried his best to concentrate his mind and control the little blood intent left in his body to continuously inject into that ball of blood.

Gradually, under his near-exhausted control, the blood that was originally without any rules began to gradually reveal the general outline of a blood bird.

Once the Blood Bird had fully taken shape, Shen Xu used the last bit of his remaining soul power to propel it into flight, speeding away into the distance.

However, at that moment, a deafening thunderclap suddenly exploded deep within his soul! This loud noise was like a thunderbolt striking his soul directly, instantly tearing it to pieces.

Shen Xu felt as if his entire soul had been completely detonated at that moment, turning into countless tiny fragments that scattered in all directions. Immediately afterward, the world before his eyes suddenly plunged into boundless darkness, and all his senses seemed to vanish in an instant.

He was no longer able to stop his consciousness from falling into that endless abyss of darkness, but he could not simply succumb to the darkness; he still had things to do.

With difficulty, Shen Xu stretched out his trembling hand and groped to place his bleeding wrist back to the girl's pale lips.

Feeling the girl's soft breathing, Shen Xu prayed, "I hope we can both survive!"

Time passed second by second, and after an unknown amount of time, a cold wind blew by, stirring up a flurry of snowflakes.

A woman dressed in a bright red dress appeared at the entrance of Dreamy Clothes Alley with light steps. She was graceful and charming. Accompanying her was a bird with a body that was entirely blood red.

The woman in red scanned her surroundings with keen eyes, took a light sniff of the scent in the air, and soon noticed the little girl covered in thick white snow.

She quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and examined the girl closely. When she saw the bright red bloodstain on the girl's lips, her brows furrowed slightly, because she realized that the scent of the bloodstain was exactly the same as that of the blood bird that had been circling and flying in the air.