Gu Fuyou stayed in Xianluo for several days, ignoring the people and things outside, but the people and things outside would not ignore her.
Gu Fuyou stood under a big banyan tree. Clear light shone through the gaps between the green leaves. Her fingers slowly brushed across the green moss on the tree.
Feng Sui stood behind her, looking indignant. He went out for a walk, and with Xiao Zhongting, he went to negotiate with the leaders of the Biluo Sect and the Cangwu Sect about what happened in Xianluo.
No matter whether it is the past or the disputes in this life, big or small, let it go with the wind. Let bygones be bygones between you and me. The four continents will remain the same as they were before. We have made peace, and we will live our lives the same way.
It is not easy to seal Zhu Yan, so don't start a war again. Otherwise, if it happens again, who can bear it
Feng Sui and Xiao Zhongting showed up, and with the support of the Qingluan and Long tribes, they were very confident. They thought that this could not be considered a discussion, but a notification.
If the leaders of the two sects had any sense, there would be no way they would not respond.
What they didn't expect was that the leaders of these two sects pretended to be confused.
They refused to admit that Gu Fuyou had sealed Zhu Yan. I wonder if they learned that Zhu Yan had absorbed the murderous aura and resentment of the war and were sure that the Qingluan and Dragon tribes would not really fight them, so they had no worries. They accused Gu Fuyou to his face of escaping the destruction of the Beizhou Immortal Sect and secretly arresting the disciples of the Biluo Sect, and thus fabricated the lie that the suppression seal was broken.
Feng Sui and Xiao Zhongting had never expected others to show much respect or reputation for the fact that Gu Fuyou and his companions repaired the Zhu Yan seal, but the leaders of the two sects were unwilling to admit it and even went so far as to bring up the past in order to cover up the achievements of Gu Fuyou and his four companions.
Feng Sui and Xiao Zhongting could only describe them as shameless.
Did these two really not know? The foundation of the rise of the Four Sects was the suppression of Zhu Yan, which established their prestige and earned them the respect of the four continents. How could these two people, as the younger generation, not know the "glorious deeds" of the ancestors of the Four Sects
I'm afraid it's because he knew that that's why he's holding on to his truth and is unwilling to admit that Gu Fuyou repaired the formation that sealed Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan has never been able to break the seal, so which one was sealed by the ancestors of the four sects ten thousand years ago? Admitting what Gu Fuyou did is equivalent to admitting that the achievements of the four sects back then were a lie, and the foundation of the sect was a calculation. This is the biggest joke of the four sects.
After hearing everything, Gu Fuyou paused his fingers that were stroking the moss. His fingertips lost strength, and the tree trunk, which was as thick as four people could hug together, suddenly snapped and split in the middle, as if it had been hit hard by a sharp axe and pierced through.
She turned around and looked at Feng Suixiao, "They still won't give up."
The red eyes are evil and frightening.
Feng Sui's throat slipped and he didn't dare to respond for a moment.
The wind was blowing, the cloud shadows were shifting, and the leaves were rustling.
Gu Fuyou said: "They really think I dare not touch them. Since they are not at peace, then they will never be at peace! Biluo Sect! Cangwu Sect! And Du Pan! I remember them all!"
She was already filled with anger and hatred.
If it weren't for the Biluo Sect and the Cangwu Sect pressing forward step by step, the two armies facing each other, and the murderous aura condensed, how could Zhu Yan absorb the power and break the seal so quickly? It turned out that he could have delayed for a while; if it weren't for Du Pan's conspiracy, there wouldn't be all these things that happened later. If it weren't for them, their seal might not be so embarrassing today, and Zhong Michu wouldn't be so seriously injured.
If she starts over again, she will hate herself too.
Zhong Michu hasn't woken up yet. She is already on the brink of madness. If someone adds fuel to the fire, it will break the last string of her sanity once or twice.
When one cannot bear the pain in one's heart, one vents it on others.
Gu Fuyou opened his mouth and was about to tell Feng Sui to do something. Qing Man came from the other side of the forest and didn't say anything, just looked at Gu Fuyou.
Gu Fuyou glanced at her, his eyes gradually brightened, he understood what she meant, and he felt light-hearted, impatient, surprised and happy, and ran back in a hurry.
She walked to the door, holding onto the door frame, her chest heaving. She was so nervous that her limbs felt a little sore.
Walked slowly towards it and got closer.
The person on the bed still had his eyes closed, sleeping quietly, like the flowers at the end of each season of spring, summer, autumn and winter, wilted and fragile, yet uniquely sad and beautiful.
Gu Fuyou was disappointed and thought he had misunderstood, but some people still expect good things to happen. In the blink of an eye, a surprise will fall upon them. It is a naive idea that makes one sad.
Look at people left and right.
Zhong Michu opened her eyes, half-lidded, with a tired look that could not be shaken off.
Gu Fuyou didn't misunderstand. Zhong Michu had opened his eyes earlier, and Qingman saw it, so she went to look for Gu Fuyou. But Zhong Michu was still sleepy, and after opening his eyes for a moment, he felt a little tired and closed them again. When he felt someone around him, he opened them again.
Gu Fuyou's eyes turned red and he kept looking at her. A tear fell and slid across Zhong Michu's neck, still with some warmth left.
Gu Fuyou said: "Zhong Michu, talk to me, I want to hear your voice."
She could see that Zhong Michu looked tired and must be very exhausted from forcing himself to stay awake, but she still couldn't help but say this.
I want to hear your voice.
I am afraid that this is a dream, but think about it, even in a dream, I have never dreamed of you speaking. If I can hear your voice, it is a dream, and it is also a happy thing.
Zhong Michu said, "I heard you calling me." He hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was hoarse and hazy, like someone who had just woken up from a deep sleep.
Gu Fuyou hugged her gently, pressed down lightly, and rested his forehead on her shoulder. She didn't dare to use force, for fear that Zhong Michu would break. Her eyes just inadvertently glimpsed a scar on the back of Zhong Michu's hand, extending into his sleeve. This was a broken person, sewn together.
"Yes, I'm calling you. Ah Man is calling you. She wants to say sorry to you, and she has many other things to say to you..."
“I want to hear…” Zhong Michu’s voice lowered. Unable to resist the tiredness, he was about to fall asleep again.
Gu Fuyou asked, "Are you sleepy?"
Zhong Michu responded vaguely: "Yeah."
Even though she was so tired, Gu Fuyou still couldn't help but say, "Don't sleep too long, I'm a little scared."
Zhong Michu didn't have the strength to answer her. He just moved his fingers on the edge of Gu Fuyou's hand slightly.
Gu Fuyou said: "I will sing a lullaby for you."
At this time, he still did not forget to bargain, "The more times you wake up, the more times you can hear."
Zhong Michu was motionless. Gu Fuyou lay beside her, smoothed her hair, stroked her cheek with his fingers, and gently held her in his arms.
Humming softly—
The pond is full of water and the lotus flowers are fragrant.
Zhong Michu's injuries recovered extremely slowly. It took him half a month before he was able to walk, but he still could not use his spiritual power.
Gu Fuyou held her hand and led her to walk. His fingers touched the back of Zhong Michu's hand. There was an uneven bump on the smooth back of the hand near the wrist. It was a scar. Zhong Michu must have more than ten scars of varying sizes on his body.
Whenever I touch it, my heart always suddenly tightens, as if I have touched the edge of a nightmare. If I continue to caress it for a while, I will sink into that cold and terrifying situation. A turbid air accumulates in my chest and it takes a long time to feel comfortable.
Gu Fuyou asked Qingman for some scar-removing elixirs, but was scolded by Qingman. He was thinking about looking good even though his wounds hadn't healed completely.
When Zhong Michu's spiritual power recovers, the scars will be mostly healed.
By the way, Qing Man kicked the two out of her yard. For Qing Man, being able to walk was considered recovery. She had been bothered enough these days.
Gu Fuyou brought the person back to the Thirty-Third Heaven and stayed with him closely.
Zhong Michu had been sleeping in Xianluo for too long. Even though she had never told Di Jun about the danger of this trip, the long period of no contact made Di Jun feel uneasy. He sent people out to investigate and found out that she was injured.
The dragon clan sent people to take her back to the East China Sea, but Gu Fuyou refused to let them go. No matter who came, he would be like a wild beast guarding its food, baring his teeth at anyone who came close.
Because of Zhong Michu's connivance, the generals from the Dragon Clan came in waves, and they failed to bring Zhong Michu out of Lihentian. Instead, they sent the little prince here.
Zhong Michu sat on the velvet ball and regulated his breathing. The purple-gold beast-head incense burner emitted misty smoke, calming his mind. When Gu Fuyou came in, Zhong Michu opened his eyes.
Zhong Michu looked much better than when she woke up, but Gu Fuyou still felt that she was too weak and could not rest assured. The dragons were so strong that even the most serious injuries would heal in ten days or half a month. But this time, Zhong Michu's injuries healed slowly, so Gu Fuyou was extra careful.
Gu Fuyou sat on a small stool, close to the couch, with one hand supporting his cheek, and with the other hand playing with the tassels on Zhong Michu's clothes, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it is said outside that you have been imprisoned by me."
Zhong Michu said calmly: "Everyone knows that you and I are good friends, who would believe such unfounded rumors."
Gu Fuyou tied her tassels into a knot and said nonchalantly, "Really? I think some people are ready to make a move."
Surprise flashed across Zhong Michu's eyes. Zhong Michu knew she was referring to something else.
The Three Immortal Sects refused to admit that Gu Fuyou had repaired the Zhuyan Seal. As it was related to the reputation of the ancestors, even Nianhua was in a dilemma and could not admit it. The Biluo Sect and the Cangwu Sect were even more angry and afraid of Gu Fuyou, and were unwilling to give up easily. Although she was recuperating in the Thirty-three Heavens, she knew many things clearly.
Zhong Michu was surprised that Gu Fuyou said this, obviously intending to discuss it with her.
On the day Zhong Mi first left Xianluo, she happened to meet Qingzhe who also came to Xianluo. Qingzhe sought her out to talk in private. He was very worried about Gu Fuyou, always worried that Gu Fuyou would be influenced by Zhu Yan, and her character would change, and she would lean towards the dark side, be tyrannical and bloodthirsty, so he asked her to be more wary of her.
Zhong Michu secretly looked at Gu Fuyou for a long time and found that there were indeed changes, but she was sure that Gu Fuyou would never become what Qingzhe was worried about.
Gu Fuyou took out an invitation from somewhere, which looked the same as the invitation to the Immortal Sect’s grand gathering. She smiled and said, “Li Mingjing gave me a deadline and asked me to go to the three sects to give an explanation. A deadline, ha, I’ve never seen anyone set a deadline for himself.”
Zhong Michu heard what Gu Fuyou meant and had the intention to take action. She said, "Ah Man, the seal is about to be repaired and cannot withstand the damage."
Gu Fuyou asked back: "You don't want me to fight with them?"
Zhong Michu shook his head.
Gu Fuyou said: "But if it is not resolved, they will continue to cause trouble for me. There is no more direct way to stop them from speaking or taking action. Besides, that is what they deserve."
Zhong Michu said: "Those three sects are not evil people. We should not act too harshly, and we should not force people into a desperate alley. If we force people too hard, it will be counterproductive."
Gu Fuyou asked: "Then what do you want me to do?"
Zhong Michu thought for a moment and said, "I'll go for you. What about the so-called explanation?"
When she lowered her head, she saw Gu Fuyou's idle hands tying the two tassels on her body into a tangled knot, still not letting go.
Zhong Michu laughed softly and said, "What are you doing?"
Gu Fuyou said: "Tie a knot."
It was not enough to tie knots all over her body, she also wanted to tie a knot in her heart, a knot of death.