goddess is a man

The voice was long and firm, permeating Mu Zixi's hesitant heart bit by bit.The cries made him feel warmer.

[Zixi, have you forgotten our agreement? ]

What agreement?With whom?Have I made an appointment with anyone?

Ding--!

The white and translucent object on his wrist made a crisp, long and clear sound, which reassured him.

Ah~ It's as crisp as a wind chime hanging on the window lattice in summer.

Caressing the slightly cool object on the wrist, caressing it carefully, is this mine?very familiar.I want to open my eyes and see.The glowing white light surrounding him made him feel at ease.

Fluttering her eyelashes, she narrowed her eyes carefully.He saw a few people, frowning as if they were talking about something?There was a buzzing in his ears, and he couldn't hear clearly.

Someone saw him narrow his eyes, turn around and say something to the people behind him?Um?What are you talking about?Can't hear clearly!A handsome man was talking to him.

I can't hear, I can't hear what you're saying.The man seemed to be in a hurry, saying something over and over again.what did you say?Mouth type

yes. ． ． ． ． ．green. ． ． ． ． ．green. ． ． ． ． ．Sa?Who is his name?my name

The buzzing voice gradually became clearer, and I heard shouts one after another, Goddess, Goddess, Qingsha.

goddess. ． ． ． ． ． ?I'm obviously a man, okay?Take a closer look at that handsome man, he looks familiar, do you know him?

Mu Zixi stared weakly at this handsome man, and some memories slowly came back, the blood-red dagger, the unforgettable pain piercing into the skin, the priest in black cloak, the blood sacrifice. ． ． ． ． ．He remembered that this person was Nan Wang! ! !

His pupils shrank suddenly, his heart was beating wildly, and he grabbed his chest with his right hand.pain! ! !

correct!Qing Sa!What brought him were all blood-red memories, killing, killing, killing!His hands became dirty and filthy because of Qingsha, and they were covered with other people's blood.Murderer, murderer! ! !

Suddenly, Mu Zixi spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and fell into a coma again.Nan Wang looked at the unconscious man lying on the bed, and his heart turned a thousand times.

In a dry forest, Mo Che was also brought out a mouthful of blood.His spiritual consciousness is in Mu Zixi's body, and Mu Zixi's physical reactions will affect him.Mo Che fell to the ground and grabbed his heart with all his might, sweating from the pain, and it took him a long time to recover slowly.

Yinyue watched from the sidelines, and waited until Mo Che came back to his senses before stepping forward to feel the pulse.Ling Yu leaned on the other side and looked at Mo Che's weak expression. It was the first time he had seen this kind of miraculous spiritism.

"You are really angry now, you must not use any more reckless spells." Yinyue quickly injected him with needles, and took out two pills for him to swallow.

Mo Che nodded weakly, and said softly, "Zixi should have woken up, but Qing Sa is still there and hasn't gone out. If one blow fails, it will eventually become a disaster."

Yinyue understood what he meant, but with his current broken body, if anyone who casts spells indiscriminately can't save him, he will be destroyed first.Yinyue only said lightly: "At least don't have the idea of ​​performing spells today, let's see tomorrow."

Mo Che didn't say much, closed his eyes and fell asleep alone, he was really tired.

Mo Che's psychic skills are not acquired, he belongs to the blood of the Sebei royal family.But not everyone with royal blood can possess supernatural powers, which is also an innate ability.For example, when Mu Zixi met Mo Che for the first time, Mo Che spoke to him, which was also a kind of spiritism.It's just that it is enough to apply the technique between the eyebrows, but at that time, his true energy was almost gone, and he could only speak with his mouth.

Spiritualism must be supported by true qi, and spiritual power and true qi are as important as physical strength. Today on the battlefield, Mo Che injected three points of spiritual consciousness into Qing Sa's body.Generally speaking, only one point is enough, he was just afraid that he would not be able to defeat Qing Sa with too little spiritual knowledge.So at that time, he collapsed after performing the operation, no better than the injured Ling Li.Moreover, the operation distance was a bit far, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Ling Yu looked at the sleeping Mo Che, turned his head to Yinyue and said, "I'll go back to the camp to check the situation. If I'm not there, I'm afraid Nan Wang will be suspicious."

Yinyue nodded, and took out two good medicines for bone injuries from her bosom and handed them to Ling Yu, Shengjisan and Shengguwan.He didn't hesitate to take it and stuff it into his robe, grabbed the rein with one hand and jumped on the horse, with his legs clamped in the horse's belly, and ran towards the camp.

Prince Ping was injured, and the news quickly spread throughout the barracks.At this time Ling Yu was lying in his tent with a pale face, the doctor looked at his wound and his hands trembled.Although I have seen more serious injuries than this, but the one lying here is the prince, and the doctor is still a little afraid to start his hands.

In fact, when Ling Xi was injured earlier, Yinyue had already treated him, but now he can't show the doctor the treated wound when he returns to the camp, he is not a fool, he knew it was treated at a glance.So before he came back, he took off all the bandages. It was a wound that was almost healed, but he slapped himself open with a palm and cracked it. Then he put on his armor and tremblingly returned to the camp.

He is now in a semi-comatose state. He changed several basins of water to clean the wound, and every time he changed the water, he was stained red with blood.By the time the doctor bandaged his wound, he was already sweating profusely.

His current appearance of weakness is at least [-]% not just pretending.I'm afraid most of the blood in his body has been lost, he is now half lying on the bed leaning on the fur cushion.At this time, there was commotion outside Ling Yu's tent, and after a while, Nan Wang lifted the curtain and walked in.