After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

He couldn't believe his ears, but the resentful 'Cui Lang' indeed came from behind.

"Ah Xuan, is that you?"

Cui Yan approached Zhu Xing slowly, but unfortunately Zhu Xing could no longer answer any of his questions. He forced himself to remain calm, held his breath, and stretched out his hand to remove the phoenix mask that Zhu Xing had been wearing on his face.

He had fantasized countless times that this old phoenix always wore a mask to pretend, probably because of his ugly appearance, or because of the scars left on his face by leading soldiers all the year round. Now that he really saw Zhu Xing's true face, Cui Yan As if being run over by a boulder over his heart, he took several steps backwards one after another.

How can I find such an identical face in the three worlds, except for the same person.

He shook his head, unwilling to accept this cruel truth. He would rather that Zhu Xing and Fu Xuan were two irrelevant people than he suffered so much and almost shot his wife and children.

"Why! Why is this happening! Why is it you!" Cui Yan frowned, and used magic techniques to pull out the Yan Mo Nail that was firmly nailed to Zhu Xing's limbs, only to hear the other party's mournful wailing.

There was no sign of life on Zhu Xing's face, it was as pale as paper, and the arrows inserted horizontally in his abdomen were still bleeding, and there was still a child in his stomach with their blood flowing.

And it was his own stupidity that almost killed his and Ah Xuan's children.

He rescued Zhu Xing from the cross in grief, and brought Zhu Xing back to his bedroom despite the opposition of the demon generals.

The magic doctor was awakened by Cui Yan in his sleep, and invited him to treat Zhu Xing.

Although the arrow was pulled out, the injury was too serious, and the delay was too long. There was no need for medical treatment for Zhu Xing's condition.

"Mr. Long, this God of War in the Heaven Realm is probably hopeless. His old wounds have not healed. There are traces of being injured by the Dementor Awl on his lower back. Now you have shot him in the center with the Sun Chaser Bow. Ordinary medicine stones can't heal him at all." The magic doctor sighed. After all, he was the most revered god of war in the heavens. It was a pity that he ended up like this, even if he had an opposing position.

Cui Yan couldn't accept this cruel fact, and said angrily: "I didn't call you here to listen to these despondent words! You have to find a way for me, and he must be cured! Otherwise, I will wash your Demon Realm with blood!"

In fact, Cui Yan didn't know that he was trying to make things difficult for others, but he really couldn't accept that he personally forced his wife and children to a dead end, which was a million times more painful than killing him directly.

"Long Jun, even if you take my life today, I can't do anything about it." The magic doctor said 'seeing death as home' on his face, he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up: "Maybe you can try Tianshan Snow Lotus, it should be able to Suspending the life of God of War for the time being, maybe we can last until the day when the Heavenly Demon negotiates."

"Tianshan Snow Lotus Tianshan Snow Lotus" Cui Yan was so confused that he could only hope for this, "How should I find Tianshan Snow Lotus?"

The magic doctor said falteringly: "King Asura has a plant in his treasure house, and I hope that the Dragon King will not tell others, saying that it is a petty one!"

Cui Yan didn't say anything more, and hurried to Ashura's treasure house, and snatched the Tianshan snow lotus that was supposed to be tortured for Asura to heal his wounds.

He was worried about the people of Demon Realm, so he stood guard in front of the medicine furnace and suffered for a full twelve hours.

As soon as the medicinal soup was ready, he hugged Zhu Xing and fed it.

Tianshan Snow Lotus has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. After Zhu Xing finished drinking, his face slowly began to turn red, and his body gradually returned to temperature.

Cui Yan saw that Zhu Xing's body was full of wounds, so he had to take off the hindering armor and apply medicine for him without authorization.

When he took off Zhu Xing's underwear, the first thing that caught his eye was not the bulging belly, but the ugly scars on his body, which were left ugly on his fair back, and the wound on Zhu Xing's waist was opened again, It was caused by myself in the first place.

"It's all my fault. I haven't recognized you after being with you for so long in the world. No wonder you always say that your back hurts. It's my fault, it's my fault!"

He rubbed Zhu Xing's wound lightly with his fingers, and sprinkled the medicine powder on it. The marks on the wound were exactly the same as the red birthmark on Ah Xuan's waist, which looked particularly glaring.

Three days later, Zhu Xing finally woke up.

Cui Yan hadn't had a drop of water in the past few days, and he didn't even dare to close his eyes. He excitedly held Zhu Xing's hand, and said softly, "Ah Xuan!"

"You have misunderstood the person. The person you are looking for has died long ago. I am 'Zhu Xing', not the 'Fu Xuan' who only obeys you and despises himself."

Zhu Xing's eyes were cold, more indifferent than looking at strangers, he shook off Cui Yan's hand, and said disgustedly: "Get out!"

Cui Yan saw that his reaction was so intense, she didn't dare to act rashly, she could only nod knowingly, keeping a certain distance from him, "It's my fault, let's not mention this, can you rest in peace and recuperate first?"

"You really think I don't know my situation, you bastard hates me so far, why are you still acting like this!" Zhu Xing clenched his fists, hating himself for not being able to raise his sword and kill him now.

"I, I will find a way to cure you, and the child in your womb."

Zhu Xingwei narrowed his eyes and scolded angrily: "Child? What kind of child is there? How dare you say such strange words to slander my reputation!" After scolding, he was still not relieved, and picked up the candlestick beside the table , and threw it towards Cui Yan's face.

Cui Yan's forehead was dripping with blood, but he did not dodge.

"Why don't you hide?"

"Compared to the harm I caused you, this little injury is nothing." Cui Yan smiled wryly.

Zhu Xing looked away in embarrassment, not wanting to take another look at the person in front of him. He saw that his divine power had been lost seven or eight times, and he knew that his time was approaching.

"That's all." Zhu Xing let go of his clenched fist. He is already a dying person, and he is still entangled in what to do with these loves and hates. "If you really feel guilty, why not agree to my two requests."

Cui Yan said the good word without even thinking about it, "Say it!"

Zhu Xing's face was stern, and he said: "First, you are not allowed to help Asura deal with the heavens."

"Okay! I promise you."

Zhu Xing took a breath and continued: "Second, send me back to Qiwu Mountain. I want to die there and be buried with my people."

Hearing this, Cui Yan's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice, "I can't rely on you except this!"

"Do you want me to die without a place to die?!" Zhu Xing retorted with angry eyes: "Stop pretending to be a show in front of me, you love Tan Fa, or you love that ignorant Fu Xuandu It has nothing to do with me."

Cui Yan's voice became hoarse, and he asked tremblingly: "Does this have to be the case, you don't know how much pain I have suffered these years, I am wrong now, can't you give me another chance to redeem my sins?"

Pain, who doesn't suffer?

Zhu Xing smiled lightly, and couldn't believe the person in front of him anymore. He replied resolutely: "I will give you this chance and send me home! Cui Yan, I want to go home!"