[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

Seeing that Long Su was getting better and better, Jianzi didn't care much about his own situation, but he never thought that Cheng Yaojin would kill halfway at this time, and when he took a closer look, Jianzi only felt a transparent The heart is cold, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

"Buddha sword, no!"

The Buddhist sword held the Buddhist certificate in his hand expressionlessly, his gaze swept over the unseen weakness between Jianzi's brows and the deep pleading in his eyes, and slowly, his gaze rested on the back of Long Su who never raised his head , the bright purple hair fell loosely from his shoulders, blocking the only chance for Buddha Sword to look at his profile.

Long Su didn't stop, but lay down his half-supported body and held Jianzi tightly in his arms, and buried his head between Jianzi's neck so that no one else could peep at him.

"Long Su is trying to restore his body, the Buddha sword..."

"Recovery body?"

Fojian stood there and watched Jianzi repeat Jianzi's words lightly. For some reason, Jianzi always felt that Fojian's tone was not right, but when he thought of his current situation, he couldn't stop smiling wryly.

The hands around Long Su's waist tightened, and Jianzi had to explain: "Long Su is using the method of dual cultivation to restore his body and suppress his bloodthirsty power."

The Buddhist sword lowered its eyes and turned its back, silently piercing through its body, the sacred energy of Buddha's light immediately lingered around Long Su, but Long Su didn't seem to notice it, and there was only deliberately low breathing and breathing in the wilderness. There was a slight rubbing sound.

I don't know how long it took, but in the middle of the night, when everything was silent, Jianzi's extremely weak voice sounded: "Buddha sword... help me."

Fo Jian suddenly turned around and strode towards Jianzi and Long Su, bent over and hugged the fainted Long Su from Jianzi's body without hesitation.

"Jianzi, can you still move?" Instead of looking at Jianzi's embarrassment and misery, Fojian lowered his eyes and looked at Long Su who had returned to his arms and was lying quietly with his eyes closed.

"reluctantly."

After a rustling sound, Jianzi took two steps in a very strange posture, and a wry smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth again.

"Buddha sword, what should we do now?" Leaning himself against the side of Buddha sword, Jian Zi also looked at someone who was sleeping peacefully in the arms of Buddha sword.

"Go back to Shulou Xifeng and wait for Longsu to wake up."

Jianzi nodded, then hesitated for a while before saying: "You send Long Su back, I'm seriously injured, so I'll go back to Sudden Realm first."

Shulou Xifeng and Sudden Realm were just a turning point away, Jianzi said so and Fojian also nodded and just didn't know.

"Then be careful yourself, and I will come to find you after Long Su is safe."

"If you are still in danger of becoming a demon, you can use Buddha Qi." Jianzi said vaguely, and even his eyes flashed fiercely, but he couldn't help it. Long Su had never seen a dragon since the Buddha sword arrived until he passed out again. With Su's eyes, he didn't know if Long Su had re-established his balance now, but his current body couldn't stand Long Su's attack again...

"I see, shall I send you back to the Sudden Realm first?"

Seeing Fojian's serious answer, Jianzi couldn't help but feel ashamed, Fojian, do you really understand what I mean...

"Let's go." After adjusting his posture of holding Long Su, Fojian took the lead in taking the lead regardless of the obvious tangle on Jianzi's face.

When Long Su woke up, he only felt a throbbing pain in his head, but as soon as he put his hand on his forehead, he felt tenderness on his forehead. When he raised his eyes in surprise, he saw Buddha Sword looking at him with soft eyes and a hint of worry.

"Buddha sword..." Long Su frowned, as if wondering why the Buddha sword was inside Shulou Xifeng.

"Don't you remember?" Seeing Long Su's blood-red eyes have faded, Fojian asked lightly.

The words of the Buddha sword opened up Long Su's previous memory, and he pulled the warmth off his forehead: "Where's the sword?"

Glancing at the hand clasped tightly around his wrist, the Buddha Sword pulled Long Su's hand away and pressed his forehead again for Long Su: "It's okay, I've sent him back to Sudden Realm, how are you doing now?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you can't use force recently." Closing his eyes, he let the Buddha sword rub his forehead, Long Su thought about the sword, and felt his head hurt even more: "Where is the holy trace?" ?”

"No bones left."

After hearing this, Long Su couldn't help sneering, but there were no bones left, so it was really cheap for him!

Fojian paused, put down his hand and looked at Long Su: "Do you still need double cultivation?"

Long Su opened his eyes and stared at Buddha Sword with some astonishment: "Buddha Sword, are you serious?"

"When did I joke?" After finishing speaking, he stroked Long Su's eyes with one hand, and with a low sigh, he pulled him into his arms: "Mai won't worry me anymore, Long Su..."

Long Su was stunned and said in a low voice: "This time I miscalculated, where is Jianzi..."

"I will go to Jianzi's place later." Lifting Longsu's chin, Buddha Sword lowered his head to enclose Longsu's lips. You will not be blamed there, you can heal your wounds at ease, and let Xianfeng come to find me if necessary." After finishing speaking, he put Long Su's body back on the bed calmly with one hand, and covered him with a quilt to make sure there was no ventilation Fang kissed Long Su's forehead again before turning and leaving.

Looking at the red sandalwood carved door of his room for a long time, Long Su said faintly: "...Xianfeng..."

"Master?" Xianfeng, who had been guarding outside since the Buddha Sword left, came in.

"I've been too tired recently, and I've handed everything over to Yu Jiefei. I need to rest..."

"Yes." Without doubt, Xianfeng took the order and left.

Since Xianfeng left, Longsu Yitijin lying on the bed was covered over his head, but it couldn't cover the fragrance of Youtan on his lips and the warmth of his forehead and heart.