By the time everyone on the battlefield suddenly realized that Shen Qianluo was attacked, the sharp arrow had already flown in front of the young man, and it was too late to save him.

"Qian Luo!" At that moment he ignored all the attacks directed at him, Morax's pupils shrank, and the spear flew out of his hand with all his strength, like a scorching sun and a meteor, trying to stop the murderous intent that was almost condensed into a sharp arrow.

But at the moment when it brushed past the arrow's tail, it only deflected the arrow's direction.

Time seemed to stand still.

The boy who had always been by his side was so weak, and he could only watch the scene at this moment. With a "puff", the sound of the sharp blade tearing the shoulder seemed to explode in his ears.

"Uh, uh..." The hot blood splashed on the cold back of the kite. Shen Qianluo, who was high in the sky, shook his body for a moment. The trembling fingertips that covered his shoulders at that moment turned almost white. He fell powerlessly from the high kite like a kite with a broken string.

"Brother Qianluo!!" Ganyu's sudden cry of fear and shock could even be heard from the high platform.

At the same moment, the rock that was sitting steadily on the ground seemed like a truly angry terrifying giant, its golden vertical pupils exuding a chilling ferocity. At the moment when all the demons around it were hastily resisting the huge rock and soil that was almost crushing it, it suddenly rushed into the sky.

When Morax caught Shen Qianluo, the young man trembled and tightly grasped the shoulder pierced by the sharp arrow. Bright red blood continuously flowed out from the torn wound. His tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, his chest heaved, and his breathing was difficult and weak.

The only word left in the world was pain. The barbs stuck in the flesh penetrated deeper with every breath. The demon lurking in the dark did not leave any room for maneuver. He could even feel the bones that had been crushed into pieces stuck in his flesh.

The pain was like a burning fire, the head was spinning, and even the body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

He hasn't suffered such a serious injury in a long time.

Leaning weakly on Morax's chest, Shen Qianluo barely raised his eyes, his long neck outlining a delicate arc, so as not to make his unbearable breathing too embarrassing, with a miserable expression of endurance, but still did not forget to smile and say something sarcastic.

"You come to pick me up, but you get yourself hurt, which is not worth it."

Morax looked at him without answering. He immediately used his divine power to temporarily stop the bleeding for him, and quickly retreated to his own position. He handed Shen Qianluo, who was in so much pain that he wanted to give up breathing but was still holding on to smile, to the nearest Yasha: "Take him to heal his wounds."

The young Yaksha Tongque quickly agreed.

When Morax said this, the majesty and ferocity of his terrifying dragon eyes had not yet dissipated, and his handsome cheek was splashed with someone's blood. When he threw the spear without caring about his own body, he was besieged by many demons, and his dark robe silently spread with large stains of blood.

Behind him were the shouts of war and the blood-spattered battlefield. With Shen Qianluo's eyes narrowed, he could see the dim and dark sky as the king's backdrop, with his back to the light and shadows and golden vertical pupils containing an extremely complex and deep gaze.

The king turned and left. The tip of the gun, which had long been stained red with blood, still flashed a cold light that could tear everything apart in the blurry light.

He finally managed a faint smile and closed his eyes sleepily: "You must come back alive. We all must."

Morax paused for a moment and looked back at him, "Yes, I will."

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"As the ancients said, 'A dormant dragon is awakened, and its roar shakes the mountains.' In the battle a few days ago, Lord Yan really did not hold back, and frightened the demons within a hundred miles. They were so frightened that they quickly picked up their severed limbs and fled Guiliyuan overnight!"

"I heard that Xiao Shen was seriously injured in that battle, which made the Emperor furious, and he slaughtered all the demons in sight overnight! Is this true?!"

"Isn't it true? Those demon gods are so abominable! Realizing the importance of Xiao Shen, they hid in the dark and attacked him! If it weren't for the remote rescue of the Emperor, I'm afraid it would be..."

"Hey, I hope Master Xiaoshen's injuries will heal quickly..."

Sitting dejectedly on the roof, Shen Qianluo felt depressed as he could hear his people's heated discussions about the events of a few days ago.

Why couldn't he think straight for a moment and chose to be gloriously and tragically injured in order to protect his little vest tightly, and the pain continues to this day.

He could have just pretended that he had lost his balance and slipped away in the chaos.

Although there is a high probability that Morax would be suspicious.

But he didn't want to be suspected by Morax.

So he chose to make Morax worried and angry...

It seems that both sides are thinking wrongly.

Shen Qianluo continued to support his chin, maintaining the posture of a thinker, not daring to move.

He didn't even dare to use much of his divine power to resist. His shoulder would probably be out of service for several months. Morax was determined not to allow him to go into battle without permission, regardless of how badly he had been injured.

So for a short period of time, Shen Qianluo was left with nothing to do.

"Master Xiaoshen, we have been sitting for a long time today. It is time to go back."

Yaksha Tongque appeared behind him at some point, urging him to get up and go to bed on time and take his medicine obediently.

This is another Yaksha that stayed with Shen Qianluo for a longer time.

Since Xiao finished a month of training and rushed to the battlefield, because of his tyrannical strength and extremely skillful killing techniques, he quickly ranked among the immortals based on his battle achievements. He was listed as one of the five great immortal Yakshas along with four other Yakshas, ​​including Fushe. He was tasked with assisting Emperor Rock King in his conquests.

Tongque, a young Yaksha, had just joined the battlefield and was often flustered and at a loss. That day when the Emperor handed the injured Shen Qianluo to him, he was really scared.

You have to know that this demon god who was handed to him with his eyes closed and a pale face, who was not sure whether he was unconscious or not, was the famous Lord Xiaoshen who had a huge impact on the battle situation, and was also the most valued partner and old friend of the Emperor.

We absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot make any mistakes with him.

Therefore, Tongque, who was trusted by the Emperor, burst out at the fastest speed and the most stable body at that moment, and handed Shen Qianluo safely to Gui Zhong who came hurriedly and Gan Yu who looked anxious, and stood firmly outside the treatment room to protect the safety of everyone.

So, he was given a holiday.

He was appointed as the first person to strictly watch over Shen Qianluo, not allowing him to be idle, not allowing him to be sloppy, not allowing him to show off, requiring him to eat seriously, sleep seriously, apply medicine seriously, and even rest seriously and not run around.

If Shen Qianluo disobeys, he can immediately report him to Morax and someone will come to teach him a lesson.

So Shen Qianluo became more and more depressed.

"Sitting here every day, listening to the storyteller talk nonsense about his past achievements, it's too boring. What kind of mentality can make one so vicissitudes?" After enduring for a long time, Shen Qianluo decided to start persecuting the child next to him, "Tongque, is there anything interesting these days?"

"Interesting things?" Tongque blinked. His original form was a flying bird, which was in line with the Liyue Immortal Clan's unique setting of uniform appearance. "The latest dish developed by Lord Marcosius - grilled Chihu fish?"

"?" Shen Qianluo was slightly startled, "Why would the interesting thing be Marcosius's food?"

Tongque's serious expression finally revealed a hint of interest and excitement: "But that dish is extremely delicious. I think it is the most delicious food at the moment."

It turns out that although he looks serious, he is actually a potential foodie.

Shen Qianluo showed an expression of understanding and was about to tease him, but Tongque listened to the noise in the distance for a few seconds and then became serious: "Master Xiaoshen, Master Chenshen is calling you back for dinner."

"And he also said that if you don't return in time, he won't take you to the flood-stricken area to roam wild. You should think about it yourself. Oh, of course, this is what Lord Chenshen said."

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