The world of mortals is just right

It was a tear from the mortal Jiang Huan.

After he finished speaking, he knelt down straight and was supported by Xuan Chang.Xuan Chang didn't have much strength left, and was almost brought down by him.

He looked at this Jiang Huan, and had not seen his tears for more than 1000 years.He is willing to die for himself. Although he has mentioned that you don't have to return to the original body, I don't mind living with you like this, but both Jiang Huan and himself know that he still hopes that the past Jiang Huan will come back.

It was unresolved from the start.

Xuan Chang stood for a while, then recovered, motioned Xie Lingying and Cheng Sisi not to help, put a lightness formula on Jiang Huan, and helped him back.

Only when Jiang Huan was drunk would he stick to Xuan Chang to take advantage of him. The worse the situation was, the less he would lean on Xuan Chang.Occasionally, along the way, Jiang Huan's prickly short hair was full of sweat, obviously enduring the pain.It's just that I don't know if it's the pain from the thunder, or the pain that will last for a while after the soul fusion.

Jiang Huan fell into bed, Xuan Chang let out a breath, propped himself up and went to the bathroom to turn on warm water, soaked a white towel, wrung it out slightly, folded it in half, and wiped the blood on Jiang Huan's face.

As soon as the towel touched Jiang Huan's face, he grabbed Xuan Chang's arm and pulled Xuan Chang to the bed to accompany him.

Xuan Chang supported his body so as not to press him, "Don't make trouble." After wiping him twice, the white towel turned red and black.

There was a scar on Jiang Huan's cheek, and his lips were also cracked. His facial features were originally deep, but now they are more fierce and wild.He half-opened his eyes to see Xuan Chang's expression, his voice was hoarse, "What, disfigured?" Touching the laceration on his mouth, he grinned.

Xuan Chang smiled, "It's okay, he's still so handsome, just take care of him."

Injured by thunder or specific magic spells can only heal naturally, and casting spells is useless.

Xuan Chang wanted to look at him, and pressed his hand against him, "I take off my clothes as soon as I come back, I am very traditional."

Xuan Chang ignored him at all, Jiang Huan confronted him for a while, seeing that Xuan Chang's expression didn't change, he lazily let go and let Xuan Chang look at his back and then at his chest.

His body was covered with bruises, the front and back were torn apart, and the wound was rolled up, but fortunately the blood scabs had coagulated.

I don't want Xuan Chang to see it, but I don't want him to worry.Jiang Huan used what he said just now, "It will be fine if you raise it."

Xuan Chang frowned slightly, turned around and got out of bed, but Jiang Huan suddenly pulled him back, "Where are you going!" His face clenched his teeth, and his eyes burst into flames, like a beast that had been touched by a treasure.

He was distracted and endured the pain, so he couldn't control himself, and Xuan Chang's turning around triggered such a big reaction.Jiang Huan realized that he was too aggressive and let go immediately, but he pulled too hard, the wound on his shoulder opened and blood oozes again.

Xuan Chang said, "I'll get the medicine, but you should at least take the medicine."

Jiang Huan twitched his masseter muscle, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to take medicine, at least not now. Stay with me."

At this time, Xuan Chang followed him, "Okay." He sat down beside the bed.

Jiang Huan doesn't have to hug him, as long as he knows that Xuan Chang is by his side, his heart can relax, and no matter how much pain he suffers, he can bear it.

He fell asleep and turned to the bed, with his back to Xuan Chang.Knowing that he was hiding his ears and stealing the bell, Xuan Chang knew that he was in pain, but he still didn't want Xuan Chang to see his distorted facial features, his hands clenched into fists, and even his breathing was controlled to be steady.

Xuan Chang didn't try to expose him, so he picked up a magazine and read it.Listening to the sound of pages turning every few minutes, Jiang Huan gradually got used to the pain.

The burning wound on his body was fine, he had been beaten too many times.The little monster without father and mother is easy to bully, the earliest abilities he can master are all learned from being beaten by other monsters again and again.

He couldn't remember how many times he was beaten like a dead dog, and he was the most skilled at escaping.Later, the number of running for life became less and less, until there was no need to run for life anymore, and I occupied a territory by myself.The pain now is just an old dream relived.

What I really can't stand is the headache. Too many memories rush into my mind. I was a monster for more than 1000 years, and I have been reincarnated for more than a dozen lives... Countless memories are like barbed iron needles piercing into his mind. Simultaneously experienced more than ten generations.

Jiang Huan, a mortal, thought that if he returned to his original body, the memory of more than 30 years in this life would be erased.

These memories have faded, but are still there.Just because I remember the years that are dozens of times longer than these memories, all the feelings and emotions in the past 30 years have been diluted.

His sweat was seeping out layer by layer, and his hair was sweating profusely on his forehead.But after tens of minutes, I also figured out the rhythm of the headache, and I was able to sleep for a few minutes between one headache and another.

Half asleep and half awake, I felt Xuan Chang wipe the sweat off his face with a towel again and again.

At night, Cheng Sisi knocked on the door lightly.

The door opened a little automatically, and Cheng Sisi knew it was his uncle, so he stepped in.

He was holding a tray in his hand, with a bowl and medicine, and a small white watering can hooked on his finger.

Cheng Sisi handed the tray to Xuan Chang, mouth-shaped, stood in front of the window and sprayed some water on the lush asparagus, and then retreated easily.

Xuan Chang lifted the gaiwan, and inside was light yellow custard.All human cultivators have gone through the stage of bigu, and then eat it later, either for the convenience of blending into the crowd, or for appetite.

The proportion of monsters like Jiang Huan who don't eat food is low. There are really one or two, and they are all anecdotes that can be talked about.

Snakes naturally eat eggs, and there is not much meat on the mountain. Xie Lingying and Cheng Sisi also thought it was troublesome to make meat, so they steamed a bowl of custard to show their love between sister and brother and between master and apprentice.

Jiang Huan woke up smelling the smell, and Xuan Chang handed him the spoon.Although his original body did not need to eat, he had starved for 400 years in the tower made of copper bells, and he could still resist the temptation of the aroma of food.

At this juncture, I don't think it's chicken, duck and fish. I ate it in big mouthfuls, and even scraped the bottom of the bowl and poured it into my mouth after eating.

Xuan Chang didn't persuade him to be careful about scalding. He opened the medicine box and looked at the white ointment.

Jiang Huan put the bowl, "I saw something with barbecue, you should ask Senior Sister Xie for a brush."

It's too much fun to apply medicine with a barbecue, but there are too many wounds and the area is too large, so it's really convenient.

Xuan Chang dipped his hands in the medicine, "Okay, tell her tomorrow and ask her to put the money for the barbecue in the room rate."

Jiang Huan lay on his stomach and asked him to apply it on his back first. The snow-white ointment became translucent when it touched the wound. After applying it, a burst of coolness spread from his back.Jiang Huan said, "Why, it's not that I can't use it after I use it up. It's a wound, and several places are baked."

He thought about it and then laughed, "The roast is quite fragrant, I can hear Cheng Sisi sniffling, maybe he's eating a salt-and-pepper grilled snake."

All he cares about is meat, and his dissatisfaction is only with egg custard. Xuan Chang promised, "I'll barbecue with you when I go back to Beijing."

"You said it." Jiang Huan turned over and asked him to paint between the chest and abdomen.

Xuan Chang said, "Where does it hurt the most?"

Jiang Huan spread his hands and feet, "Tail."

Finally, when the sky thunder struck, a large piece of meat from the snake's tail was gone, and the bones could be seen in the depths.But he changed back to human form, where's the tail.

Xuan Chang looked down from his leg, and finally found the wound missing a piece of flesh on his calf, applied all the remaining medicine, and bandaged it.

Jiang Huan still had a headache that night, but the pain intervals became longer each time.

That night Xuan Chang slept with him, hugged him to keep him from moving, and finally let him sleep for a few hours.When it was daylight, Xuan Chang was awakened by Jiang Huan's struggle.

Realizing that he woke up, Jiang Huan stopped moving, "Go on to sleep."

Instead, Xuan Chang waved his hand to light the lamp, which was still the small lamp that had changed from an electric lamp to a candle.

He still had a pale complexion, calm and calm, but Jiang Huan saw the tiredness that he couldn't get rid of these days.

Jiang Huan hugged him, blocking the light from his eyes, "You sleep."

Xuan Chang covered his eyes with him, and instead of grabbing his hand, he only asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Huan gritted his teeth and endured, "Say something else..."

He didn't have a good piece of meat on his back, so Xuan Chang couldn't caress his back, so he lightly pressed the back of his neck, "You come first."

Jiang Huan said, "I have two. It's not that I have two now, but that I can become two when I want to."

He was in severe pain and wanted to ease his mouth, Xuan Chang said, "Yes, you can."

Jiang Huan continued, all the words were straightforward, "I want, you try with me... Find it once, let me go in at the same time..."

Xuan Chang looked at him and agreed, "Okay. Let you try."

Instead, Jiang Huan didn't speak for a while. Xuan Chang thought he was in too much pain, so he reached out to touch his forehead, only to feel the sweat on his hand.

"I'm fine..." Jiang Huan's brows were wet with sweat, and there were sharp things in his eyes, "Why do you agree to everything? Who do you fancy? Is it me or a mortal in this life..."

Xuan Chang kissed his chapped lips, "I said, you have always been you."

Jiang Huan stopped talking.