The wet and warm body fell softly in his arms, her body slid down, and one hand was not too dirty to hug her around the waist, and Shen Li's bloody right hand was gently grabbed by him when it fell from his cheek. Hold on, turn her palm and press her fingertips on her pulse, the man in white frowns: "Where is the camp?"
Shang Bei trotted over, thinking that Shen Li would stay in the arms of a strange man to get married, and wanted to get Shen Li back, but seeing the man's immortal aura, he thought it should be sent by the heavens. The messenger, he was not in a hurry to bring Shen Li back, but Immortal Realm... only sent one person down
"Who is your Excellency?"
"Tianwaitian, Zhishui Pavilion, Xingzhi Divine Sovereign."
People in the devil world are not familiar with Tianwaitian, and they don't know what Zhishui Pavilion is, but Xingzhi is probably the only god in the world called Xingzhi, the one who gave Shen Li a marriage...
Shang Bei's face was solemn, if it was him, it would really only be one person.
"Sorry to say, I haven't been in the realm for too long, and I lost my way for a while, so it's too late."
Shang Bei was silent for a while, and it was not easy to criticize anything. He turned around and ordered: "Clear the battlefield, help the wounded and sick, and return to the camp!" He walked quickly to Xingzhi's side, stretched out his hand, and said, "Don't dare to bother the gods, the lord will help me. Come on."
"No." Xingzhi turned around and avoided Shang Bei's outstretched hand, "I'm not in the way. Besides, she ran over by herself." After speaking, she ignored Shang Bei and went to her own way. After walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "By the way, where is the camp?"
Shang Bei is silent, the temperament of Heaven and Earth Xing Zhijun... is really... distinctive.
The sun swayed with the swaying green leaves, the breeze was cool, and the herbs were fragrant. She slowly sat up and saw the man in blue clothes and white clothes lying on his back on the rocking chair, swaying slowly. The sound of "squeaky, squeaky" speaks of the tranquility and serenity of time.
The rocking chair slowly stopped, and the man turned his head and looked at her quietly: "What? Are you hungry?"
"No." She curled up her back, which was always straight, and the corner of her lips unexpectedly raised a wry smile, "It's just... I'm so tired."
Warming her head, her warm palm gently rubbed her head: "Take a break, it's alright."
"Um."
She closed her eyes quietly, woke up suddenly, and grabbed the void: "Wait!" Shen Li woke up suddenly, the wound on her body was aching, and her left hand was hurting all the way from the shoulder to the fingertips, even she couldn't help gritting her teeth and moaning. | groan.
"Wang... what's the matter with your lord?"
Shen Li took a closer look, and a soldier was looking at her in panic. She looked around and found herself lying on the bed in the tent, her whole body hurting like she was about to spread out. You don't need to look at Shen Li to know, At this time, he must be wrapped like a zongzi. And the memories flooding in her mind made her unable to lie down.
"Help me up."
Xiao Bing waved his hand: "Your Highness can't, that... that said, you can't move around."
It must be some messy taboos explained by the long-winded military doctor. Shen Li was disdainful but did not continue to press her, and then asked: "Is there any statistics on the number of casualties in this battle? Is there a supernatural soul? General Mo Fang, how is the injury? ?" Xiao Bing was stunned by her series of questions, and Sayazi ran outside: "I'll go and call the general!"
Shen Li was so angry that she beat the bed: "I won't eat you! Hiss... it hurts..."
"Ah."
A chuckle came from out of nowhere. Shen Li was startled, but she didn't see anyone in the tent. She frowned and was about to raise her voice to ask. Suddenly, when the curtain was lifted, Mo Fang stepped in wearing a bandage. He leaned on crutches and slowly moved to Shen Li's side step by step, but seeing Shen Li's eyes open, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after holding it for a long time, he said, "Your Majesty... how are you?"
Shen Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "You should ask yourself what Mo Fang said." Shen Li looked at him in a state of embarrassment, and felt pain all over her body, and suddenly smiled: "I suddenly remembered that I was still with the devil a few days ago. Jun has quarreled, saying that the Xingzhi Jun in Waitian was nothing special that day, but he sealed a few beasts, and he had to work for me to guard the seal for him. Now that I think about it, this is a damn good thing to say. It is also possible to record thousands of them and seal them all up, it is indeed a favor to the Three Realms!"
Before Shen Li could finish her emotion, she saw Mo Fang threw her crutches, and knelt down suddenly, struggling to get rid of the danger of the wound, bowed her head and said, "Mo Fang deserves to die for causing the king to be seriously injured."
Shen Li was stunned, silent for a while, and said with a cold voice: "According to what you have said, this king should be dead enough to make up for his fault. Those brothers who died on the battlefield were all because I did not Protect them well, and even let them lose their lives."
"Naturally you can't blame the king!" Mo Fang raised his head, "It's all the king's credit to be able to kill this monster, how can you blame..."
Shen Li sighed and her voice softened: "So, get up. No one can blame you."
Mo Fang's eyes were slightly warm, he gritted his teeth, and knocked his forehead lightly on the ground, but he didn't raise his head for a long time: "The king doesn't know... It's Mo Fang who can't forgive himself." When he woke up, he learned that Shen Li was seriously injured and comatose and panicked Running to see that she was covered in blood and her breath was so weak that it was almost undetectable, he... Mo Fang said in a very low voice, "Because it was you who was injured, so I can't forgive myself."
Hearing such a sentence suddenly, Shen Li gasped and stared blankly at Mo Fang: "Mo Fang, you... you won't... "
"Your Majesty has been in Mo Fang's heart for a long time."
Since the suicide enemy got her first honor, she has hardly ever dressed like an ordinary demon woman. Before seeing other women, she would have had feelings in her heart, but since she wore an embroidered skirt once, the ministers looked at her with horrified eyes. After that, Shen Li never touched those women's things again. Therefore, being confessed to her today is even more stunned than seeing Li Gui: "... You are not poisoned, and your whole person is not good, right?"
"Mo Fang is very sober." As if to open his heart to Shen Li, Mo Fang said bluntly, "Mo Fang likes the king, and I like Shen Li."
Shen Li held it in her chest in one breath and almost couldn't spit it out, but seeing Mo Fang's jaw hadn't raised her head, Shen Li's brows sank slightly, and she said solemnly, "No." Mo Fang looked up at her, but saw Shen Li sternly said. : "This thing is not good. I want you to clear your feelings and uproot these thoughts. This is a military order."
Mo Fang silently kowtowed again: "I have an order."
When there was silence inside the tent, a panicked cry from General Shang Bei came from outside the tent: "Ah... Xingzhi God, don't go in now..."
"Why?" When he said this, a slender finger lifted the door curtain, the door curtain widened, Shen Li stared at it, in the backlight, the white figure was turning his head and talking to the person behind him, the robe was dragging on the floor in the gray demon world. It seems too cumbersome, but it is this cumbersomeness that makes the visitor more lofty and lofty that people in the demon world will not have.
"This, this..." General Shang Bei saw Mo Fang kneeling in the tent and Shen Li lying on the bed through the gap, he sighed helplessly, "Forget it, it's fine."
Xing Zhijun stepped into the tent slowly, Shen Li stared at him blankly, and suddenly the white figure she saw before she fell unconscious came into her mind, she thought it was her hallucination, but it turned out to be "Xingyun" .
"you… "
Shang Bei hurriedly came in to help Mo Fang up from the ground, and when he grabbed his hand, he felt that his palm was full of cold sweat and cold. Shang Bei sighed in his heart, and turned to Shen Li and said, "Your Highness, this is the God of Heaven and Earth, who came here to reinforce the seal of Xu Tianyuan."
"Xingzhi... Divine Monarch?" Shen Li struggled to sit up, Xingzhi stepped forward and gently pressed her shoulder, "The wound will open."
"Have you ever been to the human world?" Shen Li asked, "Do you know Xingyun?"
Xingzhi pulled the quilt for Shen Li, and his voice was indifferent: "I don't know." He took Shen Li's wrist out of the quilt, lightly held her pulse, and after a while, said, "The breath is much calmer."
Shen Li looked at him quietly, her eyes met, and she said with a small smile: "I heard that King Bi Cang is brave and good in battle, but now that I see him, this heroic aura is really admirable. It's just that no matter how good the foundation is, it can't stand the prince's torment. , I also ask the lord to take care of your health for the sake of the devil world."
Some polite words are so sweet. Shen Li blinked, restrained the emotions in her eyes, and her expression became calm: "There is a God of labor."
He is not Xingyun.
His facial features are a little more sharp than Xingyun, and his body is a little taller than Xingyun. Xingyun is indifferent, but he has a sense of etiquette for people and things, and this person, judging from his uninvited behavior, must be used to being domineering all year round.
"Furthermore, I have to stay here for a while. I haven't been here for a thousand years. I don't know how this place has changed. I have to explore the terrain here before I can enter the Xutianyuan to reinforce the seal. lead the way."