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Sanriyue felt a dull pain in her head, and she should have followed Tsurumaru all the way, otherwise, how could it be possible for the other party to bring back a seriously injured nine-tailed fox.Whether it is an enemy or a friend is completely unclear, and the other party has no idea of ​​their attitude.If he really just took advantage of Tsurumaru's goodwill and waited for an opportunity to act, I'm afraid I'd have to put on a lot of energy.

Mikazuki on the side was constantly thinking about it in his heart, while Tsurumaru was anxiously asking what should be done.The nine-tailed fox lay quietly in Tsurumaru's arms, lifeless as if lifeless.

However, such a scene really makes people feel weird...

The medicine used by humans cannot be given to animals, and Crane Wan can't control the dosage, so it is basically handed over to Sanriyue to deal with it.After reading it several times, Sanriyue began to understand who this creature was.

Tsurumaru carefully hugged the young creature from Mikazuki's hands, stared at it for a long time, and asked worriedly, "Have you not woken up yet?"

"There is always a process in everything, don't be too impatient." San Riyue said in relief.

Tsurumaru looked at the warm kang, took off the scarf around his neck and put it on the kang, and asked Mikazuki without looking back, with a little surprise in his tone: "The preparations are very fast, I am still worried about you Will you catch a cold from the cold?" After taking care of the injured little guy, he straightened his waist, and felt a little sore after bowing for a long time: "I didn't expect the old man to be quite powerful." Such a joke.

"Ha." Smiled, approached, patted Tsurumaru's head, soft hair, very comfortable, blinked, rubbed again: "It's not difficult. After all, I was also called an old man by you." Man, of course this primitive would."

How could he not, as the patriarch of the Santiao family, he went out to do a lot of errands, and not every place would get good treatment, and he knew from an early age that this road was a difficult process, he couldn't endure hardships, and he didn't have more survival skills There is only death.Childhood memories are not good things.During his most difficult time, Tsurumaru was born in their family.A milky child, who can't see the full appearance, just finds it inexplicably cute and wants to get close.The family members, even the strictest father laughed at him, saying that he was the only one who didn't have the coldness in his bones towards Tsurumaru.

He is a very cool person, he always smiles like that to everyone.Cold and gentle intertwine, it seems a little weird, but it is indeed a perfect fusion on him.The whole family also has an instinctive distance from him, and his parents respect him very much, although his father is still strict.Is it the strictness of the loving father, or the strictness of the master and apprentice who must make him a talent because of his status.He was a little confused, so he simply forgot.

When he had the memory of his previous life, he suddenly had a feeling.The emotions in my heart are constantly mixed.The movement of rubbing her hair paused, and she couldn't help but leaned over and gently hugged Tsurumaru, resting her head on top of his.

No matter which life it is, you are like my bright existence.Why did I remember it so late, a life late, a life ruined, this life is not only yours and mine... but also many people in it...

"Mikazuki?" In fact, Tsurumaru didn't like physical contact. After all, when he was a child, no one was willing to touch him, so he would instinctively avoid him afterwards, maybe because he was embarrassed, or because he didn't like it.He himself couldn't tell.But... Tsurumaru tilted his head and leaned lightly on the arm of Crescent Moon around his neck.

very warm……

He couldn't stop the secret turmoil, and he couldn't find the source for the time being. All he did was to ensure his happiness in this life, and he didn't need to worry about anything else, which was actually not bad.It can be regarded as fulfilling his love in the previous life.

Without the hustle and bustle of big cities, the sound of snow outside can be heard quietly.This small house is well done, at least it doesn't mean to let in the wind, and the raised charcoal pile is "sizzling" with a little bit of smoke.It was starting to get dark outside.

Sankaiyue stirred the charcoal and looked up at Tsurumaru.There were red fire marks on the opponent's face, and the warm golden eyes were also jumping with flames.It made him see the Tsurumaru back then, wearing a wedding dress, dilapidated, with light or dark gray stains on his face, a little blood on the corners of his lips, and a kind of farewell in his eyes. It made him unable to move his eyes and ignore the pain in his heart.On the burning field, red flames filled his body, that kind of tenacity.It was a scene that he will never forget in his life.

Just like the era of mountain gods, he stood looking at him from a distance, wearing a snow-white battle uniform, his eyes were cold, and the metal tassels on his body were knocking against each other.A sound echoed in his ears.Standing tall and straight, he spent his whole life remembering the appearance.

"What's wrong with my face?" It's not that Tsurumaru didn't see the look called memory in his eyes, it always felt a little strange to be stared at by others and couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." Sanriyue lowered her head and poked the fire again, when Tsurumaru pouted and didn't intend to ask, she raised her head and said to Tsurumaru, "You don't have lights here, so you don't plan to take advantage of this peripheral light to wash up first?" Xiao Xiao under the prompt.

Sure enough, seeing Tsurumaru jumping up, he quickly ran out.

You are the same as before, unchanged.Makes me feel like... what I've missed, there's an opportunity to make amends.

Chapter 30