Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

(10)

Lin Huan sat by the bed, and waited until the person on the bed was completely quiet before he got up quietly. He slowly walked to the window and looked outside. The sky was dim... Another moment had passed, and he didn't know how long it had been. Now, since he had no idea of ​​time, maybe it was a day, maybe... it didn't matter anymore.

He turned around, opened the door, went to the stove to cook a bowl of porridge, and then took two pancakes. Lin Huan returned to the room, brought the porridge to the bedside, sat on the small table beside the bed, mixed it and ate it quickly. At this time, he also felt sleepy... At the same time, he heard very light footsteps coming from outside the door, pushed open the door, and slowly walked over and walked behind him.

"Lin Huan." Xiao's voice came softly.

"He's here..." Lin Huan smiled, "No need to thank me, I just wanted to do something for you. And...Brother Fushe, you have to keep looking forward...I'm sure he will get better, he's already much better than he was a day ago..."

One day ago, on the top floor of Wangshu Inn.

"Xiao, come with me."

"I'll take you to see someone. I think it's necessary for you to go with me to see him."

"I found your brother."

"On the one hand, we need to control his karma so that it does not recur. On the other hand, he has lost his memory and does not remember anyone. His cognition of himself and others is seriously impaired. This is not something that can be recovered in a short time... Until he gets better, I will not allow you to bring him back to the battlefield. His current condition is not suitable!"

"You can't stop him." Xiao's eyes fell on the person lying on the bed, looking at him deeply, very quietly, and a little sad...

"I know." I'll go with him.

(11)

"What do you want to do?" Xiao frowned, his voice a little cold, "What can you do? Go to the battlefield? Forget it... The battlefield is not a game, only experienced people can be competent! I am not familiar with your abilities, and I cannot trust them."

"I know, don't worry, I won't act impulsively unless it's absolutely necessary." Lin Huan turned around and smiled.

She knew her own strengths and weaknesses very well. Facing such a huge gap in strength and enemies that were several times her number, she had no chance of winning. For ordinary people, ten years is a large part of life, but for immortals, it may be just a moment. Ten years alone would not allow her to improve much, and her experience was far from enough to cope with such a high-pressure, high-risk battlefield. Even if she transformed into her true form, it would take a while, and she would not be able to change the situation at all. But she was unwilling to watch the disaster happen and do nothing, nor did she want to see those loyal and righteous people suffer from the disaster. They were all living flesh and blood who grew up in this beautiful world, and they all had their own families and lovers... She was willing to give her all for this, even if it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"You... Never mind, Lin Huan, go and rest if you're tired. I'll stay here with him until he wakes up."

“Okay.” Lin Huan stood up, swayed slightly, and was held steadily by Xiao. “He… doesn’t recognize people, you…”

"I know." Xiao said calmly, "I am mentally prepared."

(12)

Lin Huan was half asleep when she suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the next room. She woke up suddenly and ran over quickly.

"What's wrong?" He pushed the door open and saw the messy room and the candlestick lying on the ground. Xiao was leaning on a gun with one hand and had a wound on his forearm. He looked over and found that the bed was empty.

"elf…?"

"You..." Xiao looked up at her with a complicated expression, "Brother Fushe...left...I didn't stop him."