Pigeon fine note

"This is the residence that the villagers prepared for me. I will leave here soon. You can recuperate here for a while."

Gu Zeming vaguely heard someone talking, it seemed to be nearby, but there was a vagueness coming from afar, he tried to identify it, but his head hurt.

"Thank you."

"No. When the world is in trouble, we should have worked together to deal with the catastrophe, and we should help each other. I was worried when I found out that my seal was broken, but I didn't expect you to help me solve the soul-calling banner directly. Thank you all. It is indeed a magic sword that can change the stars, it is really amazing."

"...You don't seal the magic sword?"

"What do I seal the magic sword for?"

"Aren't you going to deal with the catastrophe?"

Gu Zeming recognized that it was Mozun's voice who asked the question.

"Ah, that's another astrology, which has nothing to do with the Demon Sword. ... It can't be said that it has nothing to do with it. After all, astrology affects the whole body. ... So that's how it is," another Qingyue voice pondered, "If you are not proficient in astrology, you may mistakenly think that these two things are causal."

Gu Zeming dizzily opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on the bed, next to the demon king.Mozun was sitting against the back of the bed, holding his wrist with one hand.

"Fellow Daoist is awake?"

Gu Zeming got up and looked at the source of the sound.

It was a young monk.

He leaned lazily on a white bear, exuding a sense of tranquility.

Gu Zeming remembered that he was beaten all over his body by the summoning banner, and then passed out by the ice, and the demon king was also bitten by the magic sword...

He hurried to see Mozun, and found that Xingbian's body was mottled with crystals.Big chunks look bad.

Gu Zeming went to look for Qian Jie again, and saw the magic sword lying far away in the corner of the room, as if he would not approach even if he was dead.

He crossed the Demon Lord to find the sword placed by the Demon Lord beside the bed: "Lend me your sword..."

I don't know how bad it will be if I don't bleed quickly...

Xingbian pinched Gu Zeming's waist smoothly.

A numb and crispy feeling spread from the waist.

"Wow."

Gu Zeming's waist softened, and he fell onto Xingbian.He looked up at Mozun in confusion, and realized something.

"Okay, you can cut it..." He said weakly, "Can you cut the place that doesn't hurt too..."

"...You are self-conscious." Xingbian did not take the sword as Gu Zeming thought, but slowly rubbed his hand on his waist, "Aren't you afraid of pain the most? Are you stunned by the ice?"

Gu Zeming couldn't stand being rubbed, and held down Xingbian's hand.

Xingbian raised his eyebrows, but there was no other reaction.

"Don't worry, fellow daoist," the monk leaning on the bear said softly, "Although only your blood can dissolve the mirror flower, you also have a suppressive effect. As long as you maintain physical contact, the mirror flower will not grow, and naturally it will not endanger you. life."

"Besides, even though Ah Xiong has healed your trauma, it was born with cultivation after all. New injuries can easily lead to old ones, so it's better not to try it lightly." The monk patted the bear's head.

The white bear rubbed the monk's hand.

"Ah..." Gu Zeming realized that he could move freely, and he didn't look seriously injured at all, "Thank you..."

"Then, I'll take my leave." The monk made a bow, "I'm not going back now, you can do what you want."

"Let me talk," Xingbian said in a calm and polite tone that Gu Zeming had never heard before, "Catastrophe is doomed, why bother to sacrifice your life to participate in the dispute?"

The monk smiled: "This world is the world of all things, not the world of monks. I have no intention of participating in the disputes of monks. I just want to save more lives from this disaster."

Xingbian looked at the monk for a while, and said, "Good luck."

The monk smiled, cupped his hands slightly, then turned and left.

One person and one bear quickly left the house.

"Are you really okay?" Gu Zeming tentatively touched the crystal on Xingbian's body.

"I'm fine, does it have something to do with you?"

"But I'm worried..."

Star Change: "..."

He saw Gu Zeming looking at him very seriously and worriedly, obviously he didn't understand the meaning of his previous words at all.

"You don't think that I was injured to save you, do you?" He raised his eyebrows, "If the Evocation Banner is not destroyed, I will not escape death. I was just trying to survive myself."

"Oh..." Gu Zeming blinked, "So are you really okay... Or it would be safer for me to bleed some..."

Xingbian hugged Gu Zeming impatiently, and bit Gu Zeming's lower lip.

His teeth were grinding on Gu Zeming's lips, and the hand that was originally on Gu Zeming's waist moved down.

Gu Zeming hugged Xingbian subconsciously.

The more uncomfortable he gets, the tighter he hugs him.

Xingbian used some force unexpectedly, but Gu Zeming relieved all of the force.There was a layer of mist in his eyes, and he looked at Xingbian pitifully.

"Since you want bloodletting so much..." Xing Bian slightly picked up Gu Zeming, bit his ear and said, "Do you know that essence and blood come from the same source?"

"Gu..."

If pigeons could melt, Gu Zeming thought, it would probably be like this.