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

It was rare for him to be so distraught. He only knew how to cry and felt ashamed.

Lan Xing disappeared, and Rong Qiu was only temporarily borrowing from a strange god who lived with him, crying in front of his face, it seemed that it was not good.

But Rong Qiu didn't say anything, he didn't ask him any questions, he just said: "Okay, then don't dream."

It was still that inexplicably familiar tone.

The movement of sending true energy in his hands didn't stop, until the part of his heart that dissipated heat was refilled, and the pain gradually disappeared, Rong Qiu withdrew his hand, stood up gently, and supported Let him lie down on his shoulders: "This time you are qi and blood surging, yin and yang are restrained, ? I will remove the magic nail for you again."

Rong Yi was still crying: "But I will be in a bad mood during this time,?? My injury may not heal."

Rong Qiu looked down at him.

Rong Yi seemed to have turned back into a child, or rather, even when he was a child, he had never been so vulnerable and willful.

He just tried his best to hold back his crying, and because of the pain, he subconsciously grasped the corner of the quilt with his fingertips.Those lazy and charming phoenix eyes were rosy and swollen.

Rong Yi loves beauty, and usually even the belt she wears when she goes out must be carefully matched. Only at this moment, her pink and white clothes are stained with blood, and her long black hair is also messy.

There was a strand of hair cut off from his cheek, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Rong Qiu was quiet: "No. Little Phoenix, everything in the world follows cause and effect, and there is no permanent injury. It's just that this injury heals at a speed or a slow pace."

"I was divorced again." Rong Yi cried even louder, "But he hasn't made a marriage contract with me yet. He also said that I forced everything."

He babbled on a lot to him again, with a crying voice, in a topsy-turvy way.Rong Qiu listened carefully.

From the first time he came to Jiangguo, he told him about the person on the pagoda, how careless that person was, and he didn’t even prepare a nest for him when they met for the first time; he also said that that person was actually very good , when he was ready to raise him, he prepared a good nest for him...

He told him all these scattered things, until his voice became dry and hoarse, Rong Yi stopped crying, lowered his head, and silently stared at his hands.

He whispered: "I'm sorry. I'm not such a nonsense Phoenix. You have to listen to me so much that you have nothing to say."

"It's okay." Rong Qiu said, his dark purple eyes were like flowing clouds. Compared with the usual calm and gentle, he was a little calmer and stronger. "He is the first person you like. You are like this, very normal."

"No." Rong Yi said seriously, "He's not the first one. Before him, I was engaged to 36 people, and I really like each of them."

"It's not like that, Little Phoenix." Rong Qiu said, he sighed softly, "It's not important, rest at ease, if you want to forget him, then forget him."

Rong Yi had cried enough, she gave a hoarse "um", pulled up the quilt, and wrapped herself up.

But before Rong Qiu left, he looked down and paused.

Rong Yi looked up at him.

Seeing his gaze, Rong Qiu smiled, took out a gold and jade hair ornament from his sleeve, pinned it gently on his temple, and pinned the strand of broken hair on it.

"That's nice too." He said softly. "Don't cry, little Phoenix."

Not many people in the heaven know what happened this time.

This time Rong Yi went to the lower realm secretly, even the little dragons didn't know about it.

Rong Yi woke up and fell asleep, the wound was slowly healing.

Lan Xing didn't come back until a few days later because of his mission, so he went straight to Wushu Liuhuayuan and came to see him: "Master."

Rong Yi was still lying on the couch, wrapped in a quilt: "Apprentice, I still owe you a game of cards as a teacher. Where have you been these few days?"

Lan Xing paused for a moment, then said, "God's Domain has changed, I went back and did some things."

"What change?" Rong Yiqiang cheered up and chatted with him to show his sense of responsibility as a master.

Lan Xing paused again, as if hesitating to speak.

Rong Yi narrowed her eyes: "Boys, don't hesitate to speak..."

"It's related to Jiang Guo."

Rong Yi was stunned.

He then buried himself in the quilt again: "Oh." His voice was numb.

"Buddha... the enchantment of the people of the Jiang Kingdom is beyond the reach of gods and demons. The executors have suffered setbacks one after another in the territory of the Jiang Kingdom. None of them can carry out the task smoothly, so they have to accept the punishment of heaven one by one. The entire executor God Realm has nothing to do about it. Seeing that there are fewer and fewer executors, we can only discuss countermeasures.”

Lan Xing said in a low voice, "There is no result yet. Shenyu sent people to Brahma to ask the Buddha if there is any way. Because of this, I have time to come here...to meet you."

During this period of time, his reputation in God's Domain has been getting higher and higher. On the one hand, it is because of Ming Xing's name, and on the other hand, his own cultivation has greatly increased, and everyone sees it.

Tianyun's care for him is gradually showing.Those who bullied him and harmed him in the past fell into depression one by one, and what he wanted was gradually emerging.

There is no need to tell Rong Yi about these things.

He played the voice of the last few words very lightly, even he himself didn't notice the strange change.

Rong Yi's mood was still very low: "Yeah."

"Ordinary people are not good, Master." Lan Xing said softly. He stared at Rongyi with a certain light in his eyes, "They are dark, hypocritical, short-sighted, and self-willed. Ordinary people will hurt you, but I will not. I will always Be by your side. You are Mingxing, and I will protect you and keep you shining."

He came forward, bent slightly, and half knelt beside his bed.

Rong Yi was stunned.

"Although I have suffered some emotional injuries, in fact, mortals are still very good."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of Lan Xing's head, like a child, "I know what you mean."

Days pass by, time turns, things change and stars move.

Jiang Guo's enchantment is still strong and stable, no gods can enter, and no ghosts and ghosts can enter.

Jiang Guo has entered an unprecedented period of peace, natural disasters have disappeared, and the only thing left is slow recovery and reconstruction.Many people in the Jiang country also discovered that the bright yellow star in the boundary of Xuanwu Bishuijiao has passed the core and is gradually receding.

And that star seems to be much dimmer than before.

The end of the new year is approaching, and Qingyue is concocting and drying the magic medicine accumulated this year in the pagoda.The winter wind was cold, and the chief guard watched from the side, and urged: "Don't clean it up, you can't finish it all day long. Your Majesty said that the people have suffered a lot this year, and there is no need for the pagoda to deliver medicine in the palace. Let us deliver all the medicine." Give it to the people, and someone will come and clean it up later.”

"I know, I will choose some medicine for Master to keep." Qingyue said.

"Why, Buddha's old illness still hasn't healed?"

"It's always the same. Every time the winter comes and the cold gets worse, Buddha always says that it doesn't matter, but it doesn't matter if it doesn't matter. That thing is a magic weapon, and the scars left will hurt, probably very uncomfortable."

Qingyue weighed the medicinal materials in front of her, put them in the medicine bag, and gestured to the chief guard, "And the wound on the inside of Master's wrist...have you seen that wound? It's very strange. The wound looks like The sword wound, the master said that he accidentally cut it with the Qingyue Sword

Yes, but that injury has been bad for more than 20 years.The wound was deep and narrow. Have you ever seen a scar that hasn't healed for more than 20 years? "

The chief guard was also amazed: "It's really strange, there is such a thing? I haven't heard of it. How can there be an injury that cannot be cured in the world?"

"Master doesn't tell me, and I don't dare to ask. Anyway, I'll give him some prescriptions to heal the wound and calm the pain." Qingyue quickly finished it, "You wait for me, I will go up to deliver the medicine first .”

"it is good."

Qingyue pushed open the door of the meditation room.

It's daytime now, Xiangli Feilu didn't guard the tower, he was leaning against the window, quietly flipping through a book.

Qingyue forgot when it started, Xiangli Feilu moved the bed to the meditation room, separated it with a screen, and slept under the window, looking up at the sky.

"Master, I put the medicine to be boiled here. Today, on the Lantern Festival, I will go to the street with the chief guard. Pay attention to rest and remember to take the medicine."

"it is good."

Xiangli Feilu replied.

The door is closed.

After a while, Xiangli Feilu turned the medical book in his hand to the last page, and got up to get the medicine.

He now has both Buddha bones and devil bones, and there are actually no wounds that can hinder him.

Qingyue is always worrying blindly, asking him to drink medicine to replenish qi and blood every day, but he doesn't refuse, just spend three days fishing and two days drying the net to drink.

The medicinal materials were put into the medicine pot and boiled with water, when Xiangli Feilu was about to light the fire, he turned his wrist, but was slightly stunned.

The deep bony scar on his wrist had formed a scab at some point, and the edge had healed, and it became transparent and whitish.

——The past of many years ago is in front of my eyes.

With anger, he pressed the boy into the tent and kissed him fiercely.He bit Rong Yi's lip, and Qingyue Sword cut him in turn.

At that time, Rong Yi stared at him childishly: "Do you want me to treat your injury? Your injury will never heal."

He left without saying a word, and when he opened the door, Wuyu's breath hit his body, his heartbeat and wound were beating hot together.

Now the wound is healed.