"good--"
"Don't worry, everyone. She's just tired. Everyone is tired too. Go and have a good rest. Tomorrow we will completely destroy the beast army!"
"yes!"
Once again, the morale-boosting shouts echoed through the mountains and forests.
Lu and all the people in the government office came again and brought the soldiers a long-prepared dinner. The battle lasted a whole day, and there was no food or water. The endless supply of gluttonous beasts did not give people a chance to breathe.
Lin Tingjun gently placed Lian Youyou on the soft haystack, covered her with his outer robe, and gently stroked Lian Youyou's tired face with heartache. She seemed to have become the tired goddess who came back from outside every day, fell asleep in the lotus pond after returning to the palace, which made people feel distressed.
"Hu... Hu..." Hei Yan had fallen asleep beside Lian Youyou. No matter if it was in the soft and comfortable temple or in the haystack full of bloody smell, wherever Lian Youyou was, he would be there, serving as a pillow for her and protecting her safety.
“She used to be like this every time she came back to the Divine Palace…” Lin Tingjun lowered his head in pity, his profile flickering in the firelight, “I also want her to rest, but…” Lin Tingjun felt a tightness in his chest, he felt that he, the prince of the Divine Realm, was useless and could not provide a comfortable environment for his beloved woman.
"I also made her upset a lot..." He Shiqi sighed softly beside him, "I have been fighting with her for more than six hundred years. Do you think she is annoyed by seeing me? Haha..." He Shiqi laughed mockingly.
"Let's go to the Divine Realm." Lin Tingjun turned to look at He Shiqi, and He Shiqi's eyes gradually became deeper.
When he subjugated Lian Youyou, he could not hold his head up in the Divine Realm, so he went to the Underworld, became the King of the Underworld, and managed an underworld that no mortals knew about.
"Youyou needs you." Lin Tingjun stretched out his hand and held He Shiqi's arm. "I will let her become the God King. You come back to help her so that she can rest." There was more sincerity in Lin Tingjun's eyes.
He Shiqi was slightly surprised: "You let Youyou be the God King? What about you?"
Lin Tingjun smiled faintly: "Like you, I will continue to stay by her side. She is more qualified to die than me. Only when she becomes the God King, will you and Heiyan give your true hearts to help her guard the God's realm. Once upon a time, there was only me and her, but now, she has us. Let me give her a quiet God's realm together." Lin Tingjun stared at He Shiqi with burning eyes, which were a trust and an entrustment.
As He Shiqi looked at him sincerely, his heart began to warm up, and he couldn't help but reach out and hold tightly the hand that was holding his arm. This was a special affection between comrades-in-arms, which was equally strong and deep.
“Let’s deal with Fan Yin first…” The sleeping Hei Yan suddenly muttered beside him, and his eyeballs moved under his eyelids, as if he was too tired to lift his eyelids.
Lin Tingjun and He Shiqi laughed. That’s right, they have to deal with Fan Yin first.
"Brother Lin, are you going to leave me?" The blood sword suddenly flew out, and the girl in red sat on the blood sword, looking at Lin Tingjun with jealousy, anger, and sadness.
"Oh oh oh~" He Shiqi pointed at Lin Tingjun with a wicked smile, "How are you going to explain this to Youyou?"
Lin Tingjun pretended to be sad: "Yeah, why not kill him."
The girl in red opened her eyes wide in disbelief, tears already appearing in them.
Lin Tingjun raised his head and looked at her calmly: "Xiaohong, in fact, you already knew that I am not your brother Lin..."
"No - you are Brother Rin! Brother Rin! My Brother Rin! I don't want you to leave me! Don't leave me -" Xiaohong sat on the sword and cried bitterly.
Lin Tingjun remained unmoved, his eyes still calm and serious: "Before I leave, I will send you to your brother Lin, he has already been reincarnated."
Xiaohong stopped crying all of a sudden and looked at Lin Tingjun blankly.
"Last time we went to the Netherworld, your sister Youyou went to find Lin Tingjun for you. Your feelings are tied to him. Now you are looking at me just because you miss him. Or... you only like your brother Lin's appearance, not his soul? So you don't want to leave me?" Lin Tingjun's eyes became dimmer and dimmer.
"No!" Xiao Hong was anxious, her eyes full of joy, "Where is my brother Lin now?"
"We'll take you there when this is over." Lin Tingjun smiled gently after hearing Xiaohong's answer, "So, for the final battle, please continue to work hard."
"Yeah!" Xiaohong wiped her tears, returned to the blood sword, and obediently returned to Lin Tingjun's palm.
"What's wrong with this kid? Why is his soul trapped in the sword?" He Shiqi pointed at the blood sword.
"Ah..." Lin Tingjun sighed softly, "This child is also unlucky. The emperor of the previous dynasty loved swords, so it triggered a nationwide sword-making craze. As long as you forge a sword that the emperor likes, you will be given the title of sword master and gain both fame and fortune. Under the temptation of huge fame and fortune, some swordsmiths used witchcraft. This child was used to sacrifice the sword."
"Forbidden sword-making technique?" He Shiqi was not surprised, but he still felt a little pity for the child's tragic fate.
"At that time, Lin Tingjun was ordered to get the sword. As a result, he saw the swordsmith using a hundred girls to sacrifice the sword. In anger, he killed the swordsmith and others with the blood sword, which also made the blood sword more resentful. Xiaohong's resentment did not dissipate, so it remained in the sword. The two made a contract. As long as the sword is there, the man will live. Lin Tingjun can live forever with the blood sword."
"But Lin Tingjun's body is still a physical body. The contract is only useful when he is alive and can help him achieve immortality." He Shiqi took over the conversation.
Lin Tingjun nodded, "Yes, the body is always the body, if it is fatally injured, it will still die. Because he has the blood sword, the demons targeted him. He was no match for the demons, so when he was seriously injured, he jumped off a cliff with the blood sword to prevent it from falling into the hands of the demons and causing harm to the world. So when I entered his body, his body had already rotted, tut tut tut." Thinking of this, Lin Tingjun shook his head again, chuckled, and looked at He Shiqi, "Because of this, Youyou is unwilling to be intimate with me, saying that it is like raping a corpse."
"Hahahaha—" He Shiqi laughed loudly, pointing at Lin Tingjun's face without hiding his gloating, "You deserve it, hahaha—"
Lin Tingjun also laughed, and fell on the haystack beside Lian Youyou, looking up at the starry sky. Yes, he deserved it. Who made him want to be lazy and come to the human world
He Shiqi also lay down beside him and let out a long sigh: "It will be over tomorrow..."
Lin Tingjun closed his eyes and pretended to sleep: "Well... I hope..."
"Although Taotie is a bit troublesome this time, it's better than going back to the underworld... I still... quite enjoy being a mortal in the human world..." He Shiqi sighed softly, "You are right, I shouldn't have ruined Di Ting's plan so quickly, so that he can feel that being the King of the Underworld is much more free and easy than being a demon god in the God's Realm."
"Heh... you imitate me." Lin Tingjun's mouth distorted.
In the firelight, the two men closed their eyes and smiled mysteriously... (To be continued)