Do you two dare to have a good relationship?

Seeing Yun Lian constantly asking Feng Su for his health, Duan Hong suddenly felt a little sorry for Xing He, bent down and hugged the white fox gently, and said to the two brothers: "Feng Su rests at ease, I will take Xing He back to his room to rest."

Yun Lian called Duan Hong: "Xinghe's viscera are injured, be careful, make his bed softer. You take the medicine box on the table, the soup will be ready in two minutes. Change the external ointment."

Duan Hong listened, but he didn't think he was talking too much, he looked quite serious, and kept everything he had to do in his heart.

The most comfortable bedroom in the entire Wanlingzhai is Yuchen's room. He was eccentric so that Liu Xuan could sleep comfortably when he was a child, so he tried his best to tidy up the room in a luxurious and corrupt way, and lay down on a bed and fell into the soft cloud. As if in a pile, it attracted a lot of spirits and monsters to sneak in to enjoy it when the owner was away.

Thinking about it this way, there is no need to go back to Xinghe’s house, anyway, the two owners are missing, they broke into the master bedroom as if no one else was there, Duanhong carefully put Xinghe in place, then glanced back at the little demons who were all around watching the fun, Coldly ordered them to work.

Under the prestige, the little demons obeyed orders in a panic. After a while, the steaming copper pot ran over by itself, jumped on the wooden stand and poured half a basin of hot water into the copper basin, and Duanhong dipped a towel into the basin. Qi Ling, who looked like a small bottle, helped open the medicine box, and was about to touch the contents, when Duanhong pinched it and dropped it off the table.

"Go away," he said.

The little demons rolled away mellowly, Duanhong turned around, looked at the bed, and bumped into a pair of clear amber eyes unexpectedly.

With a shake of the hot towel, the eyes were covered, and the white fox muttered uncomfortably. Duanhong remembered in time that this was still an injury, stepped forward to pick up the towel, sat down on the edge of the bed, and slowly untied the white fox. Wrapped bandage.

The wound was exposed in front of the eyes. After carefully wiping off the residual ointment and a little blood oozing with a towel, he could feel the ferociousness of the wound more clearly and intuitively. When the ointment was reapplied, the white fox's limbs became stiff with pain, and all the hair on his body exploded stand up.

The white fox who usually had to lean on him and whimper a few times when he had nothing to do, now clutched the quilt tightly and said nothing, his ears trembled from the pain on his head, Duanhong smoothly and quickly applied medicine to a wound and bandaged it, stopped After changing the dressing, one hand ran along the white fox's ear to the back of the neck, and the other hand gently stroked the white fox's cheek.

Xinghe gradually relaxed, squinted his eyes comfortably, boldly put his chin on Duanhong's leg, and watched the other party's reaction happily and carefully.

Duanhong stroked the fox's fur and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The white fox shook his head subconsciously, halfway through the shaking, paused, raised his head and looked pitifully: "It hurts... Ah Hong, Duan Hong licks it and it doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's not fire poison." Duan Hong replied coldly.

The white fox was listless and slumped on the bed.

Squeezing the tips of the white fox's ears, Duan Hong said: "Don't push yourself too far."

Xinghe cooperated obediently with Duanhong's movements, and murmured dissatisfiedly: "I'm not talking nonsense, it hurts just now, it's much better if Ah Hong touches it, and licking it again will definitely... ouch!"

The tip of the ear was suddenly pinched hard. Although it was not as loud as changing the dressing, it still hurt a little.With tears in his eyes, Xinghe closed his voice in dismay.

Duan Hong suddenly discovered that he had really disliked Yu Chen, looked down on Feng Su, guarded against Yun Lian, and was even stranger to Liu Xuan, but he never really hated Xing He.

It was as if he had kept a soft heart since the beginning, and if someone else acted like a baby to him every day, the grass on the grave would have been several feet high, but Xinghe did this, but he couldn't bear the slightest disgust. Unreasonable boredom was mistaken for disgust at first, but as long as you calm down and think about it carefully, you will find that it is not the case.

Unfamiliar emotions linger in my heart, I don't understand what it means, and I don't know how to deal with it. The only thing I can figure out is that the white fox in front of me is somehow different.

The soft fur of the white fox brushed against the palm, like the mountain mist that flowed in the palm that day. The slight itching spread from the palm to the apex of the heart, but it also brought soft warmth, wrapping the heart gently.

The white fox's ears drooped, and Duanhong suddenly lowered his head, wrapped his mouth around the tip of the fox's ear, and lightly brushed the tip of his tongue over the place where he pinched it just now. His movements were as quick as hallucinations. Before Xinghe could react, he straightened up as if nothing had happened.

"?!!!???!" The white fox turned into a stone fox, and fell into complete confusion. He raised his head and stared at Duanhong dumbfounded, wondering if he was in a dream.

Duan Hong asked him: "Does it still hurt?"

"Huh, huh?" Xinghe was a stupid fox, only knowing how to make meaningless monosyllables.

Duanhong didn't speak any more, changed the posture for the silly fox, and continued to change the dressing for his wound.

Xinghe was in so much pain that he couldn't take it anymore this time, and yelled angrily: "It hurts, it hurts...it hurts so much! It hurts to death!"

Being slapped on the forehead by Duan Hong, he lightly reprimanded: "Don't mess around."

The white fox calmed down obediently, obediently and silently, the pain was so severe that it swept the back of Duanhong's hand back and forth with its fluffy tail, begging to be stroked.

After drinking the medicine at night, Xinghe fell into a deep sleep, everything was silent on Wanling Peak, Duanhong left the room, jumped into the air, and within a short while blocked a figure who wanted to leave secretly in midair.

Appearing in front of Yun Lian, Duan Hong asked: "In the middle of the night, if you don't keep an eye on your brother, where are you going?"

Without waiting for Yun Lian to answer, he continued: "The power that destroyed the secret realm of experience and training in Luochen Valley did not come from Liu Xuan. When you went up the mountain that day, I thought you had a strange origin. How about it? Today I want to say that it is from the Yun family or Wen Yuanzong." What secret method have you learned that can allow you, a little ghost who is worthy of building a foundation, to destroy the secret realm first, and now you can walk in the air without borrowing the power of foreign objects?"

Regardless of the matter of destroying the secret realm, it is impossible to do it only if you are in the realm of Yuanying or above.Duan Hong's cold gaze was full of scrutiny, and his sword intent was condensed and ready to go. As long as Yun Lian couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, he would strike immediately.

It's all really hard to explain, but the other side doesn't think of excuses at all.

Yun Lian folded her arms in front of her chest, squinting at Duan Hong: "Come on, in my current state, I have to avoid people's eyes and ears to do anything, unless I am willing, there will be no second person in this small world." Notice it, even you."

But now not only was he discovered, but the other party caught up with him easily, which can only explain one thing.

After looking Duanhong up and down for a while, Yun Lian asked, "You bastard, tell me, when did you recover your memory?"

The impending wind and rain dissipated in an instant, Duanhong smiled, and shook his head regretfully: "I wanted to scare you, but I didn't fall for it."

Then, he explained to Yun Lian that he had just retrieved the memory, and before entering this world, he added an insurance policy when sealing the memory.As long as he realizes that Xinghe is special in his heart, he can immediately recall everything.

Yun Lian was amazed: "It's just special, can you spend ten years on such a simple idea?"

It was thanks to Baihu's usual coquetry, cuteness and stalking that he was able to wake up at the critical moment of Xinghe's serious injury. Thinking about it this way, it only took ten years and it seemed to be progressing smoothly.

"You helped Xinghe a lot behind the scenes." Duanhong knew it well, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Yun Lian waved his hand: "Let me beat you up later, and bring me some good wine, even if you thanked me."

"..." Thinking back on his attitude towards Feng Su, Duan Hong immediately understood the reason for the beating, and knowing that he was wrong, he pulled his sleeves and said nothing.

He changed the subject: "Aren't you going to catch Liu Xuan and vent your anger on Feng Su, together?"

Yun Lian laughed: "Recovering the memory, I know that I feel sorry for Xinghe, and you are usually so fierce to others?"

Duan Hong turned her head away and remained silent, Yun Lian made some teasing and said nothing.The two followed Liu Xuan's aura and walked quickly on the cloud. Yun Lian remembered a long time ago doubt, and asked: "This Liu Xuan, used to..."

Knowing what he was going to ask, Duan Hong replied, "He is Yu Chen's only disciple."

In the original world where Duan Hong was born, Liu Xuan's life experience is the same as this world, both of which are the consciousness of Jiekong Sword Spirit who was separated and sealed by the monster king.

The original Liu Xuan was also rescued by Yu Chen, and was carefully taught by him until he attacked the Nascent Soul, and then re-merged with Jie Kongjian by chance.

"Without you, the only one who is always with Yuchen is me. My relationship with Yuchen is not close at all, but Liu Xuan can't even bear this. If it weren't for the magic sword contract that can't be broken by ordinary means, he is afraid It has already started." Duan Hong said.

After gaining the power of the Jiekong Sword, Liu Xuan finally got his wish, replacing Duanhong as Yuchen's sword spirit.

It's just that this sword spirit didn't obey the sword master's order at all, and took him away, and took him to a place where no one could find him.

Under the feet is the endless lead cloud, and the lightning and thunder flicker faintly between the clouds. The sea of ​​clouds is continuous with the same endless vast sea. The sea water is raging, showing a thicker and gloomy tone than the night.

No need to get close, the two of them could already smell the cold dampness that was blown up by the wind.

"This sea is not very good." Yun Lian said.

Duanhong told him: "The Sea of ​​Nine Nethernesses, the east is the human world, the bottom is the netherworld, and the west is the demon world. The hatred, resentment and sorrow of the three realms are all gathered here. It is strange that the taste is good."

"The Sea of ​​Nine Nethernesses?" Yun Lian asked, "Is there an Excalibur that seals some kind of door on the bottom of the sea?"

"The Gate of Karmic Fire." Duan Hong replied.

He stared at the surging tide through a gap in the clouds, his eyes half angry and half loathing.

Yun Lian didn't notice that he was also staring at the sea surface. Liu Xuan was at the bottom of the sea at this time, and it seemed that he planned to pass through the Karmic Fire Gate to Netherworld.

He casually asked Duanhong: "Is that seal strong? They are both divine swords. Do they have to fight? Should we go down now or wait?"

"There has been no seal for a long time," Duan Hong said. "Back then, Yuchen's ancestors used a secret method to secretly replace me from the seal of the Karmic Fire Gate, and that door has always been concealed."