After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

The author has something to say: In the previous chapter, the content related to the punishment of heaven was added. Specifically, King Jundali Daming punished the Phoenix to bear the cause and effect, and he suffered bone pain for the Jiang people, and he took a small hammer to hit it a few times.

In order to prevent everyone from being caught up in the plot, hereby explain.

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Xing's fingers moved.

He finally had the strength to control his actions, but he just bent down and knelt down, trembling all over, and frantically used his fingers to break the opening of the box.Because the strength was too strong and the position was wrong, he failed to break it apart several times, but a few bright red and glaring bloodstains appeared on his fingertips.

It was no longer breaking apart, but hitting with fingertips, prying against death with bones and blood.

But this bit of pain was nothing to him, he was short of breath, letting the rain wash over him, his other hand clasped his chest tightly, the heart-pounding pain and defect still firmly controlled him.

"help me."

"Come out quickly...save me, what do you want, I'll give it to you."

This kind of pain has not killed him yet, but he also knows that every time this kind of pain comes, it is a process of infinitely approaching death.

He can't stay here any longer.

With a "click", the moment the blood stained the keyhole, the box burst open, but there was nothing inside.

After a long time, a misty black shadow rose from inside.

The black shadow didn't move, and the rain passed through it, and it didn't react at all, like a dead thing.

However, the pain in Lan Xing's chest was gradually disappearing. After a while, he finally seemed to lose his strength. His muscles that were tense and sore all relaxed, leaving only endless exhaustion.

Heiying's voice drifted out: "You don't need to exchange anything for me this time. You are born with a heart defect and five elements are damaged. Do you know who is the person who just came?"

"Ming Xing." Lan Xing panted lowly, his voice hoarse.

The pink and white clothes floated back to his mind again, with a painful aftertaste, "It's fate. He is with mortals now."

"Ants born in the mud can't imagine what fate is. It's normal. It's not your fault." The voice of the black shadow couldn't tell emotions or tendencies, and couldn't even distinguish between men and women, but it was such a voice, as if Contains infinite bewitching power.

It said, "Feeding Mingxing, not to mention you, is an opportunity that more people can't ask for. Mingxing eats a fruit from you, and you will also be blessed by heaven."

"Really?" Lan Xing responded hoarsely.

Heiying said: "Yes." It didn't realize that Lan Xing's words were not asking him, but just an exhausted reply.

After all, the dirty ants in the muddy water would never have the strength to look up to the sky.

In the sky, the stars shone on the Xuanwubi Shuijiao, and the light gradually became stronger, while the rain in Qingyue Town continued.

Lan Xing straightened up, dragged the heavy iron box again, straightened his back, and slowly continued walking in the rain.

Rong Yi's fingers were still aching.

This fruit is not very fresh anymore, it is a bit dry, and the skin is not thin and soft clinging to the flesh, but thickened and hardened. He originally wanted to wait for Xiangli Feilu to come back and call him I peeled it for myself, but couldn't help drooling, and peeled it myself.

The more he peeled, the more his knuckles ached.

He also slowly remembered that the little hammer that King Jundali Daming used to tap his paws was nothing but the Nine Yin Hammer used to beat souls from the Asura Realm, and he would definitely be in pain for so many days.

He was a little teary again.

Lianshi was finally peeled off, and Rong Yi took a bowl of water by himself - Qingyue Town didn't have the divine spring water he wanted, only ordinary cold water that had been boiled and let cool, with the smell of underground rocks. Drink it as soon as possible, lest the damp bacteria in the air settle in and grow mushrooms.

He soaked Lianshi in the water bowl, waited patiently for a while, wiped it off after soaking, served with other fruits sent by people from Qingyue Town, picked them up and ate them bit by bit.

After he was full, he was in a good mood, no longer crying, and he didn't worry about waiting for Xiangli Feilu to come back to feed him. Instead, he took out a few short biographies and climbed into bed to read them.

He hasn't finished reading the few love stories he took away in Qingyue Town last time.

He was still waiting for Xiangli Feilu to come back.

In the heavy rain, the fire was extinguished, and the priests stood in the center of the smelting place, watching the place where the Yin fire and the real fire were enshrined above.

Nobody died today, but it was more silent than someone died.In the past half a year, since they noticed the abnormality of the sky, Xiang Lihong, headed by Xiang Lihong, devoted all their efforts to making a magic circle with two fires as the core to protect Jiang Guo's water vein.

But now, the formation was destroyed, and the yin fire and real fire were extinguished.

I don't even know what method the monster used to get past the obstruction of the demon.

"This is the fire of Jiutian and Huangquan, which is the core of Qingyue Town's refining of iron and jade. If the fire is cut off, Qingyue Town will never be able to fight the God of Protecting the Nation. The Qingyue Sword can only be the last one. "

This time, because no one died, more villagers came after hearing the news. A blacksmith who spent most of his life had a low voice, no despair, only almost numb pain, "What can we do in the future? So many years, so good Tiehe jade can't even be refined..."

"What will we use to kill goblins in the future? The water veins must be guarded by Tieheyu..."

"Everyone be quiet, listen to me." Xiang Lihong walked out with his wheelchair, and everyone fell silent.

There was fatigue visible to the naked eye on his body, but his upright posture remained unchanged, just like his prestige in Qingyue Town.

"Master has already found out that it is the demon who caused the chaos and murder. We are already doing the formation to eliminate the demon. Please stay safe. Although the two fires have been cut off, the water vein is still there. As long as the water vein is still there, our Jiang country There is still hope, all the efforts we have made in Qingyue Town will not be in vain." Xianglihong looked at the crowd, "One day I, Xianglihong, will be safe and sound, and everyone will be safe and sound!"

He has said these words many times, and others have heard them many times.Xiangli Feilu clenched the Qingyue Sword in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master."

Xiang Lihong waved the others to step back, and turned around to stare at him.

"Master, the destruction of the two fires is a provocation. There can be no more deaths in Qingyue Town." Xiangli Feilu said, "Now the formation has not been completed, and the matter of catching monsters is far away. Let everyone go."

He looked him in the eyes and repeated, "Let's go, Master, including you. Let's go."

Xianglihong was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "Impossible! No one in Qingyue Town can leave. We were born to protect the Spring of God's Tears in Qingyue Town. The Spring of God's Tears will wither if we leave Qingyue Town. Death, what is water, is the fate of the entire Jiang country!"

"As early as when the peacock died, the God's Tears Spring should have dried up." Xiangli Feilu said calmly, "I am the national teacher, Lord Xiangli, let all the villagers evacuate from the priest's dock, and let them be taken over by other places. Stay here to guard the fountain of tears."

"No!" Xianglihong flatly refused, his hands trembled with anger, but his crippled legs delayed his anger, making his gesture of waving his hands awkward and ridiculous, "I can't Go, yes, you are a disciple of the Buddha, the master is old now, but I will never escape, the fountain of divine tears is here with me, and the goblin will go there if he wants to, I will wait for it! People are in the spring, and the spring is destroyed! "

He was gasping for breath, his face was blood red, he suddenly raised his head and stared fixedly at Xiangli Feilu, "Shenleiquan is here, here... who are you?"

He suddenly asked sharply, "Who are you? Could it be a monster, come here to talk?!"

Xiangli Feilu still just held his sword and looked at him. After a while, he moved, stretched out his hand to support his shoulder, put his four fingers together, and gently pressed the front of his palm against his shoulder.

It was Xianglihong's gesture of comforting him when he was a child.

The first time he killed a ghost that year, it was a ghost, turned into a child, watching him back in horror, his hand holding the sword was trembling constantly, he said: "Master, that is a human being."

And Xianglihong gently held his shoulders like this, and told him: "He is not. Think about our Jiang Guo, who gave us alms this morning and came to ask for medicine. They are human beings, and they are what we want to protect." people."

When his palm was pressed against it, the warmth penetrated, and Xiang Lihong seemed to collapse.

He suddenly showed a somewhat painful expression, and said in a low voice, "...it's my teacher's mistake."

"If the peacock's death is the fate of the country, and if the birth of the monster is the fate of the country, then who is responsible for the rain that lasted for half a year?"

Xiang Lihong murmured, "Why is our Jiang country like this? Because the fate of the country is like this, and the fate of the country is like this, there must be disasters from heaven and man. If we can't catch the goblin, can we find heaven and man?"

He raised his head suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his tone became excited, "The Guardian God, hasn't he already arrived? When the peacock was here, he also said that good or bad fortune is destined, and he cannot be lowered at will. Now let us Who is Jiang Guo's disaster?"

He was already crazy, and the surrounding priests also showed fear, frowning and looking at him worriedly.

Xiangli Feilu whispered, "Master—"

"I've seen it written in that book, "Dark Shennong"." Xiang Lihong lowered his tone and looked at him with hopeful eyes, "I've seen it! It said there, every scene There is a reason for the rain, and every time there is a disaster, someone will execute the destiny and kill the demon, can the rain stop? No!"

"That's a banned book, master, there are many people who make up the forbidden books that go beyond cause and effect." Xiangli Feilu replied.

"You don't believe it? But it is clear that the rare medicine is also written in that book, and it is useful!" Xiang Lihong lowered his voice, and his gaze turned cold again, "Or is this matter related to the Guardian God?"

Xianglihong suddenly noticed something, and he spoke faster and faster, "Yes, the phoenix belongs to fire, which is incompatible with water virtue, he is a god, will it, will you feel relieved because you are on good terms with him?" -"

"Master Xiangli."

Xiangli Feilu interrupted coldly, this was the first time he used such a title with such a clear distinction between superiors and subordinates after he came back.

There was silence in his dark green eyes, but his voice gradually became oppressive and full of majesty, "Go back to your room and rest, I will arrange for the townspeople to leave one after another."

"I don't have that kind of relationship with the Protector of the Nation, and the rare medicine was given to us by the Protector of the Nation. Master, Rong Yi has nothing to do with this matter... You are delusional."

He always remembered that Rong Yi came to Jiang Guo to look for him for the first time, and he was afraid of Rong Yi's reply when he attacked Jiang Guo.

At that time, Rong Yi thought about it, and only told him: "I haven't received any relevant tasks."

He didn't believe him then.

However, during the past half a month of getting along, he began to faintly feel that this phoenix might not be able to lie.

Because of Mingxing, there is no need to lie in Mingxing's life.

The attic was emptied, and more and more people came to beg him. A hunchbacked woman poked the ground with her cane angrily: "I was born in Qingyue Town, married in Qingyue Town, and will die in Qingyue Town from now on! Qingyue Town! Town people, which girl can't use a sword, which woman can't forge iron, I won't leave! Qingyue Town people, no one will be a deserter! The monster wants to eat people, it will eat me, what is the heart of an old woman? It's delicious, it's coming, I'm holding my old man's sword and waiting for it to come!"

"Master, master, they all refuse to leave." The priest came to report in a hurry, panting, and the old wooden eaves were creaked and creaked.

"Ask the nearest prince to call the government soldiers to protect everyone out of the city."

Xiangli Feilu didn't stop walking, he went straight to the pavilion, leaving the noise outside far behind him.

He came to the door of his and Rongyi's room, heard the silence inside, stretched out his hand to push it open.

There was a light rattling sound from the door, and a piece of paper fell down, a piece of paper that was as bright as a pearl, with some ink marks on it.

He looked up and saw a group of figures behind the bed curtain, stepped into the room with light movements, closed the door, and then lowered his head to pick up the piece of paper.

On it is a stick figure drawn in a mess, a bird squatting on a horizontal line, that is Rong Yi 120 sitting in front of the door waiting for him.Draw a circle next to it, which means that he doesn't like to eat the fruit when he is around, so he must feed it with his own hands.

The note passed in front of Xiangli Feilu has been stuck in his sleeve for a day and a night.

He put away the messy drawing.There were still a few pieces of fruit peel scattered on the table, as well as the remains of some crispy persimmons—Rong Yi still couldn't peel the skin, she peeled it in a mess, and probably ate a few bites casually.

This phoenix probably really can't feed himself, the water bowl was knocked over on the ground, and the fruit peel was crushed on the corner of the table.

I don't know if I'm full.

Xiangli Feilu took a look and walked in.

The bed curtains were lifted, the mattress was soft, and the young man was sleeping soundly with a book in his arms.

Rong Yi has a habit. When sleeping, if she is in her original body, she must coil up in a left spiral; if she is in a human body, she must hold something in her arms.

Xiangli Feilu also knew these books, and he also saw that the ladies in the boudoir liked to read them.He lowered his eyes to look at the books that Rong Yi bought—or rather, he didn't know where to get them.

"The Tears of the Goddess of Yaotai, Falling into the Mundane World for You"

"The Immortal in the Painting of Zhou Sheng's Evening Party" is still the full uncut version, with illustrations.

He lowered his body slightly, stretched out his fingers, pinched the books, and slowly pulled them out of Rong Yi's hand, his expression remained unchanged, but the roots of his ears slowly turned reddish and hot.

His eyes stopped on Rong Yi's hand.

On those white and tender fingers, there were bruises of purple and purple, which were very abrupt, and a large black area, which looked very frightening.

I don't know where I got it from.

Mingxing will also be injured?

Xiangli Feilu recalled Xianglihong's words during the day, his expression changed, his handsome brows slightly frowned: "Rongyi."

When he called him, Rong Yi was still asleep.

He lowered his head and approached him softly, "Rong Yi."

He was always awake, Xiangli Feilu changed his name, his voice lowered slightly.

"...Phoenix."

"Ok?"

Rong Yi turned over and barely opened her eyes, which were filled with boundless sleepiness.

He didn't wake up at first, but the moment he saw Xiangli Feilu, he rubbed his eyes with vigor, "You came back to feed me."

The voice is cheerful, soft and husky.

"Where did the injury on your hand come from? Have you accidentally broken into some formation recently?" Xiangli Feilu looked serious.

Xianglihong's magic power is far below his, and he can't make a magic circle that hurts the gods, but he is very familiar with the forbidden book, and he doesn't know what may be reversed to create something.

"Did you say this?"

Rong Yi lowered her head in confusion, looked at her hands, then threw the quilt uninterestedly, rushed over to touch his hands, rubbed happily, and muttered,

"King Jundali Daming punished me and hit me a few times with a hammer, saying that my bones would also hurt...but he didn't tell me that it would hurt for many days."

The young man's cheeks were soft, with the heat from the blanket.

It seems that everything outside is cut off from the world inside this bed curtain, and only a gentle dream remains.

At this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in the depths of Xiangli Feilu's Cang Cui An He's eyes.