After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

A month after the war, as Bodhi awakened, the whole story became clear.

On the day when the truth was made public, the wind was gentle, the sky was blue, and the air was filled with the scent of earth after the rain.

Some people were skeptical about the fantastic events, but this definitely did not include the people of Licheng.

They believed it more than anyone else and jumped out excitedly to tell everyone what they had witnessed.

It was more like a hole in the sky than a miasma from the entire sky pressing down on Licheng at that time, as if the sky was collapsing.

It was His Majesty who fought with the giant python and held up the sky again.

Now it is Your Majesty who is repairing the sky!

The crowd was overwhelmed with emotion at what they said, and at the same time, the news that His Majesty was dying spread among the people.

People are worried that the temples where they go to pray are overcrowded every day and it is simply impossible to get in.

May your majesty be safe and well and recover soon.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no good news from the palace. Gradually, some people began to get impatient, and their anxiety expanded infinitely like a stone thrown into the water of the crowd.

He didn't even go to the temple and angrily threw the three incense sticks in his hand to the ground.

Call it accommodating or venting their sexual desire, they just couldn't stand it no matter what.

"Aren't you gods? Don't we burn incense and kneel down to worship you every day!!!"

"Then where were you when we were in trouble?!"

Your Majesty has to take care of everything for us, what about you!!!

We offer tributes and burn incense every year. Don’t we all have deep faith in you?

Fine, if none of you show up, your Majesty will come and mend the broken sky, but now she is in a deep sleep, and we are begging her desperately, why won't you let her wake up? !

If the gods we believe in only stay high up in the ninth heaven and watch the disasters on earth with indifference, then why should we worship you?

At first this was just the idea of ​​a few people, but as Emperor Ling's sleep time increased, more and more people were shaken.

We don't ask you anymore.

We built a temple and statue for Your Majesty ourselves, and we go to worship there every day!

They don't understand the reason, they just know that they will believe in whoever protects them.

The temples of the gods were becoming increasingly deserted. This unexpected change must have shocked everyone in heaven.

When people stop offering incense to gods and no longer believe in them, the negative impact on them is actually extremely great.

But who cares?

The common people only know that their Majesty has not woken up yet.

The weather has turned cold.

Shattered Sky Palace.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the man who lifted the curtain ran forward with a look of urgency on his face.

The one rushing over in a dusty manner, with long hair half-tied up and half-displayed, picturesque features, a feather fan at the waist, and a green shirt, is none other than Yu Zhixu, who is now in charge of Qingxuan.

His face no longer had the calm and mischievous smile of the past, and his facial features were tense and expressionless.

He stumbled forward and when he reached Emperor Ling's bedroom, he slowed down in fear and stood in front of the door without saying a word.

The scene of their first meeting involuntarily emerged in my mind.

The girl who had been wandering out of the Buddhist cave was holding the Xuan-Yuan Sword in a daze, with her big black eyes wide open, looking dull and not very smart.

With his frail figure, he easily beat off group of bandits, and Guan Ai opened his mouth and shouted to him that he was hungry.

Although he has become much stronger after regaining his memory, he is not annoying.

They broke through the Demon Locking Tower together and promised him the right to govern Qingxuan.

She was only away for a short while, and when I heard from her again, she looked like she is now.

He heard many people lamenting that Emperor Ling might not live for many days, and he didn't know where the anger came from. Yu Zhi knew that Xu Leiting was furious, so he wanted to make those who made sarcastic remarks reflect on their mistakes.

Long live His Majesty, don’t you know?!

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, unable to sit still for a moment, and finally arrived here after traveling day and night.

When I got to the door, I didn't dare to go in.

The frightened heart seems to not have enough courage to face the unknown situation.

The guards standing on both sides looked again and again, and finally, helpless, they urged: "Sir, please go in quickly."

Hurry up, why are you dawdling at the door? Time is gold, you can't afford to waste it like this.

"There are still many people coming to visit His Majesty, and you only have so much time."

Don't blame us for speaking harshly. The time is almost up and it doesn't matter whether you go in or not, we will chase you away anyway.

Yu Zhixu: “…”

Please make it clear, I am your Majesty's lover, so what's wrong with taking a few more minutes?

Fortunately, Pu Ran didn't wake up, otherwise he would have been chopped into pieces.

He pursed his lips, lifted the hem of his clothes with one hand, and walked into the bedroom with a resolute look.

The hall was very quiet. Seeing another person coming, the maids tactfully retreated, leaving the space for Yu Zhixu.

Seeing the pale, weak-breathing girl lying on the couch, Yu Zhixu's eyelashes trembled suddenly.

He fears.

He sat beside her, pulled the girl's cold hand hidden under the quilt, wrapped it in one hand, and gently placed his other hand on her pulse, not daring to move away for a moment.

That faint beating was the only thing that could comfort him now.

"I know you're capable."

After a long silence, the man's low, hoarse and choked voice was heard in the empty hall.

"I never thought you could be so big."

No matter what, it was just talking to himself. He could only resist the urge to collapse and tirelessly pour out the longing that had accumulated in his heart during the days of separation.

Having power is often not a good thing. Although being strong is what everyone aspires to be, do you want to be happy?

If you still want to be happy, don't try to become strong in this life.

According to the intensity, you have to bear the corresponding burden.

Many times it is not a question of whether you want to take responsibility or not, but there will always be a moment when you have no choice but to bear the responsibility.

"Now that you have become the Emperor Ling, do you regret it?"

"If I had known this earlier, I would have lived a life of leisure and ease."

"I have taken good care of Qingxuan these days, and I wanted to ask for a reward from you."

"..."

"You don't feel hungry at all. You've slept for so long. You really can keep your composure."

As he spoke, he stopped talking.

He raised one hand to cover his face, and his breath sounded like soft sobs.

I have absolutely no idea what to do.

Why is she the one who has her eyes closed and is unconscious?

Yu Zhixu held her hand tightly, feeling her pulse, and sat there for a long time until there was a knock on the door and the guard reported, "It's time."

He wiped his bloodshot eyes roughly, tucked the quilt carefully for the girl, touched her cheek, and left reluctantly.

He will not go back to Qingxuan. He will stay here and guard her until she wakes up.

After a moment, he quickly calmed down, straightened his clothes and opened the door, but he never expected that the person he was facing was Xie Jinyan.

The guards were not lying. There were indeed a lot of people coming to see His Majesty every day, and if the time was not managed properly, it would not be enough.

The two men looked at each other without any communication, just nodded, one left and the other stepped in.

In the past, there might have been some arguments, but now no one is in the mood for that.

Although he felt regretful, it would be a good ending if they could be well on their own. However, Xie Jinyan couldn't help but come.

He couldn't convince himself to forget the past, nor did he want to let it go.

Because once you let go, you may never see each other again in this life.

Such a powerful person will also lie lifeless on the bed. Everything in the world is so precious. Nothing lasts forever. Even Bodhi will be gone in a flash for him.

Xie Jinyan was restless and reserved. After struggling for a long time, he carefully took her hand.

Like Yu Zhixu, he held the girl's hand with one hand and kept the other on her pulse, not daring to relax at all.

The tip of his nose felt sore and his tear ducts were a little out of control.

"I have grown a lot of the lotus leaves you mentioned. They are really beautiful, especially on rainy days, when their petals become crystal clear..."

"I've planted quite a few Epiphyllums, and I think you like them. I wanted to invite you to enjoy them with me, but I didn't dare to come to you."

"...I'm here today, and we'll go see it together when you wake up."

Once you miss the time without cherishing it, it will be hard to get it back even if you cry.

People can only take a step forward if they are bold. Without the courage, when the time comes, all that is left is the regret of not being able to get what you want.

He talked a lot by himself, not daring to stop for a moment, hoping in his heart that maybe she would respond to his next words.

Time passed quickly, and soon the guard came knocking on the door again, but he didn't chase him away because it was Bodhi who came.

Bodhi treated everyone as if they were air and didn't even look at him. He just walked to the couch without looking away and stretched out his hand skillfully. A layer of golden light spread above Bodhi.

Useless.

No matter how many times he tried, the senior's body was like a deflated balloon full of small holes, unable to hold any spiritual energy.

He has been sleeping for nearly two months. Logically, his spiritual power should have recovered automatically during this period. The strange thing is that there is no fluctuation of spiritual power in Pu Ran's body.

It cannot recover on its own, and outsiders cannot input it.

This situation made Bodhi extremely anxious, and he became increasingly upset and manic.

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