I Want to Burn the Sky

After all, Pattern Saint had said that he would need 49 days. Rouer was afraid that her blood would dry up before 49 days had passed.    

That way, she wouldn't be able to save Guu Feng.    

After dripping the blood essence onto Guu Feng's body, Rouer felt as if all the energy in her body had been sucked out.    

Without caring about the dust that had accumulated over the years on the ground, Rouer slowly sat on the ground.    

Even Rouer herself did not notice that at this moment, she actually seemed to have aged a little.    

Although she was still beautiful and moving, there were actually a few more wrinkles on the corners of her eyes.    

When she looked at Guu Feng again, Guu Feng was originally completely petrified. The surface of his body had turned into rolling sand.    

Due to the drying up of his bloodline, his remaining body was only the size of a child.    

However, after Rouer smeared her blood essence on Guu Feng's body, Guu Feng's body actually became smoother than before.    

Even his body size unknowingly became bigger.    

Rouer did not notice this kind of subtle change.    

In a flash, a day had passed. On the second day, Rouer cut her wrist once again, letting the blood drip onto Guu Feng's sculpture. Then, she reached out her other hand to wipe the blood evenly.    

The blood essence was lost again, and Rouer became even more haggard. Her originally jet-black long hair actually had silver lines growing at this moment.    

But Rouer did not care about these. She gently leaned against Guu Feng's statue and blinked her big beautiful eyes at Guu Feng.    

After that, her red lips slightly opened and a soft voice came from between her cherry lips, "Do you know, Master? From the moment you rescued Rouer from the Five Element Clan, Rouer already has a place in your heart."    

"But Rouer knows that Master has Sister Linger and Sister Xuaner, that kind of charming woman, also likes you."    

"But Rouer does not ask for anything. Rouer does not want to be Master's concubine. She also does not wish to be Master's concubine and Rouer only wish to be an obedient little girl. By serving master and being able to see master every day, Rouer will be very happy."    

At this point, Rouer's beautiful eyes revealed a smile that was difficult to conceal.    

Taking a deep breath, Rouer looked as if she had let go of her worries," Actually it would be good if we just stay here like this. At least Rouer can stay with Master forever from now on. Just the two of us, die together here and accompany Master for the rest of our lives."    

"But, but Rouer cannot be so selfish. Master not only belongs to Rouer, but also to Linger and Big Sister Xuaner. Master is also a Soul King and the entire Soul Clan needs you."    

"So, Master, can you wake up and take a look at Rouer when you wake up? Even if Master wakes up, Rouer will die..."    

Gradually, Rouer's voice became louder. It was not only her words but also the sound of her crying.    

The crying from a few days ago had already made Rouer's beautiful eyes slightly red. Her tears were almost dried up.    

At this moment, her crying was mournful but not a few drops of tears fell. It made people feel pity for her.    

In a flash, another day passed. Every day, Rouer would cut open her wrist, and drops of blood would drip onto Guu Feng's sculpture.    

Every day, Rouer would sit on the ground and foolishly look at Guu Feng's sculpture as she muttered to herself.    

Rouer really liked this kind of day. There were too many things in her heart that she wanted to say to Guu Feng, as if she would never be able to finish it in her lifetime. But if Guu Feng really woke up, she did not dare to say it like now.    

Time continued to pass, as if there were no changes every day.    

It was just that the scar on Rouer's wrist would increase every day.    

Half of the jet-black hair on her head had already turned into silver threads.    

Her originally sparkling and translucent skin, which could be broken by a blow, had become rough and full of wrinkles.    

In just a few short days, Rouer had transformed from a pure and moving young girl into an old man who was at the end of his life.    

The most tragic thing in the world was that a hero's spirit was short, and a beauty was at the end of her life.    

At this moment, it was as if these two sad things were placed in front of Guu Feng and Rouer.    

But fortunately, the only thing that was worth rejoicing about was that as Rouer used her blood essence to smear day by day, Guu Feng, who had already turned into a statue, had new changes every day.    

At this moment, the surface of Guu Feng's body was as smooth as marble.    

His entire body was also much bigger than before.    

Time would not be faster for anyone, nor would it be slower for anyone.    

In happiness and pain, Rouer persisted until the 49th day.    

On this day, Rouer's originally slender body was already so thin that it was as thin as skin and bones.    

Her originally white hair had now turned into a head full of silver threads.    

At the beginning, Rouer's fingers were like blades and could easily cut open her wrist.    

But now, she did not have that kind of strength.    

In order to cut her wrist, she had no choice but to pull out the silver hairpin from her head and let the silver hair on her head scatter.    

She stretched out her trembling hand and swiped at the wrist of the other hand.    

The silver hairpin cut open Rouer's lusterless skin, but there was no blood flowing out from the wound.    

Clenching her teeth, Rouer gripped the silver hairpin tightly and stabbed deeper into her flesh.    

But this time, there was still no blood flowing out.    

In the first 48 days, there was no blood flowing out of Rouer's petite body.    

The people of Pattern Clan would die if they used up their life-saving bloodline. If Rouer used up all of her blood essence, they would also die.    

But at this moment, Rouer was still working hard.    

The silver hairpin pierced deeper into her flesh and it could almost cut through her bones. However, Rouer gritted her teeth and used all of her strength to move it.    

Finally, a drop of blood slowly seeped out.    

The blood slowly dripped down along the silver hairpin and onto Guu Feng's sculpture.    

As the silver hairpin continued to slide, another drop of blood fell from the torn flesh.    

One drop.    

Two drops.    

Three drops.    

...    

After nine drops of blood fell, Rouer's entire body seemed to have been completely drained.    

Her wrist could not help but tremble, even that silver hairpin could not be held firmly.    

After a while of trembling, the silver hairpin fell to the ground.    

Rouer's delicate body also softened and fell to the ground.    

She couldn't care less about herself. At this moment, Rouer's beautiful eyes stared unblinkingly at Guu Feng, "It has been 49 days. Will Master wake up today?"    

At this moment, the sculpture no longer looked like marble. Instead, it became crystal clear.    

In the crystal, one could even see Guu Feng, who was half-kneeling on the ground and had a firm look in his eyes.    

Guu Feng's eyes were wide open, but after turning into a sculpture, he did not move at all, as if he had died.    

Under Rouer's gaze, two hours passed, but Guu Feng, who was fixed in the crystal, did not show any signs of waking up.    

"Maybe Rouer's blood is too little. Just nine drops of blood is not enough to wake master up."    

Rouer felt somewhat aggrieved as she looked at Guu Feng, who had not woken up.    

But nine drops of blood was Rouer's limit.    

She did not eat or drink for so many days. If it was not for the inheritance of the previous saintess, Rouer would have died a long time ago.    

"Perhaps this is the will of heaven. In the end, Rouer will die here with Master."    

"Rouer is very satisfied to die like this. It's just that master still has so many things to do, but he doesn't have the chance."    

Thinking about this, Rouer felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. She was about to fall asleep.