Xianghe

"I didn't expect that it was you who came to help me clean up the mess in the end."

Yuan Qinghui looked at Baihuaxian beside him with a hesitant expression on his face.

After Xianghe beat all the priests who opposed him in Tiangong to the truth, she also fell into a coma.

As for Yuan Qinghui, the guy who was beaten to a pulp by Gu Xiaowu, his fate was very serious.Obviously the inner alchemy was crushed by Gu Xiaowu, but when Gu Xiaowu died, there seemed to be his inner alchemy in the dots of fluorescent light that floated out of his body in an instant.

Even though it was trampled into a pulp, the body of the god recovered quickly.

After waking up after the body "grows" completely, Baihuaxian appeared in front of him.

Although Xianghe beat all the gods to the ground, Yuan Qinghui's injuries were more serious. When he was in a coma and was being treated, others had countless opportunities to kill him and Xianghe.

But when he woke up, there was no one in Tiangong in front of him except Baihuaxian.

It should be Baihuaxian who protected them when they fell into a coma.

"I can't help it. The overall situation has been decided. Hurry up and be courteous. It will also ensure that I have a good life in the future, right?"

Yuan Qinghui burst out laughing in his heart.

He was only vaguely aware of it, but in fact he didn't fully know Baihuaxian's true intentions. However, no matter what, Baihuaxian's explanation was too pale. After all, even if Gu Xiaowu disappeared, the overall situation would not matter. Undecided, even the defeated general of Tiangong, after Xianghe fell into a coma, has the ability to turn the tables.

Furthermore, even if they are the winners, they do not intend to continue the system of Tiangong, and they do not plan to be emperors and priests of martial arts in the future. This Tiangong will slowly disappear from the world in a short time, so There is no such thing as "making a good life" as Baihuaxian said.

However, even though Yuan Qinghui was a very suspicious person, he still didn't ask much about this matter.

After all, there are more important things to deal with right now.

After the war, there are still a lot of things to deal with, such as the dilapidated Tiangong, the injured priests, and some believers that Gu Xiaowu still left in this world.It's strange to say that after Gu Xiaowu's death, except for some people's memories of him, there is no trace of him in this world, not just temples, personal items and the like, even the things he took out of the dragon chair. The head of his master that came out was nowhere to be found either.

Of course, it's not just those things, but also what Xianghe wants to do most, which is to break the connection between the Heavenly Palace and the human world.

This is a big project.

It is also necessary to take back the temples left by Tiangong in the human world, slowly erase the piles of "miracles" left by Tiangong in the human world, and gradually fade Tiangong in people's memory. It may take hundreds of years to do it.

Seeing that Yuan Qinghui was just laughing, Bai Huaxian changed the subject again and asked, "Is your little friend awake yet?"

As soon as Xianghe was mentioned, Yuan Qinghui seemed to lose all his strength.

Yes, he is obviously the winner, and his strength is much stronger than Yuan Qinghui's, but after the war, his condition is even worse than Yuan Qinghui's.

On the day of the battle, after solving Gu Xiaowu, Yuan Qinghui had already lost all his strength, and it was difficult to even move his eyelids, but he still clearly felt that his Xianghe was crazy in the last person Solved all the priests who opposed them.

It seemed that he had lost the ability to think and became an unconscious dead man. At that time, Xianghe's eyes were so empty that Yuan Qinghui even began to wonder whether Xianghe had also become like his senior brother, and even thought about it. Well, if something like that really happened, what should he do to stay by Xianghe's side forever.

Then his Xianghe suddenly fell down, and after solving all the obstacles, it suddenly fell down.

Fortunately, the enemies were all dealt with, and fortunately Xiao Baihua came to protect them, otherwise, with their half-dead appearances, it would be really difficult for them to survive in the Heavenly Palace where the gods were coveting.

Although they have indeed experienced many twists and turns along the way, after careful calculation, the countless narrow escapes seem to have gone too smoothly, and the countless times someone helped them was when they needed it most.

Maybe he was faintly aware of it, but Yuan Qinghui didn't want to think about him. He collected his thoughts and said sadly: "It seems that I was greatly stimulated. Although I have been preparing for that day, the actual killing After his senior brother, he still can't bear it, and these days he has been yelling "senior brother, senior brother" in his dreams, and he is always having nightmares intermittently, I am a little afraid that he is haunted by the last monster."

As long as he thought of the slightest danger that Xianghe might encounter, Yuan Qinghui would feel uneasy, but, to be honest, he once entered the world of the old monster again when he was in a coma, and he didn't see any hostility from that monster. Even, I noticed that the old monster seemed, seemed, wasn't it, a little... stupid?

But Xianghe has been having such nightmares and refuses to wake up. It is not a solution. In the past few days, his Xianghe can be seen "withering" with the naked eye, his face is getting uglier, and the corners of his mouth are dry and cracked. Give him some No matter how much sesame oil he used, it didn't help, and he was still livid. He had nightmares these past few days, and he was sweating so badly that the quilt was covered and wet several times. After changing several clothes for him, he was still soaked quickly.The body is weak visible to the naked eye, but except for some very small things, I can't help at all, which is even more heart-wrenching.

The person next to him sneered: "You, the servant who takes care of your family's Xianghe full-time, seems to be more tired than me, who helps you to clean up the aftermath of the entire Tiangong?"

It cannot be denied, because Xianghe has not woken up, Yuan Qinghui's current state does not seem to be any better than Xianghe, the whole person has maintained the post-war unkempt posture until now, even the blood on his body has not been wiped clean .

It was just now that Bai Huaxian had almost dealt with the affairs on the battlefield, and finally couldn't stand it any longer, and asked him to wash it up in disgust, so he finally came back to Xianghe with his personal appearance.

"You look like a scary ghost, you will scare away any good luck, tidy up well, maybe good luck will come to you to rest."

I don't know if Baihuaxian's words really came true, when Yuan Qinghui washed his body, changed his clothes and came back, he frowns anxiously and holds him by Xianghe's side like before. After sitting with his hand in his hand for a while, his Xianghe slowly calmed down.

It seemed that he was no longer trapped by the nightmare as before, his brows gradually opened, and his lips that had been slightly parted gradually closed, and he was no longer anxious that he was afraid that he would be too thirsty at first glance.

Then, his Xianghe's body gradually stretched out, without the scorching tightness like before, and even his breathing eased slowly.

Then, Xianghe didn't keep rolling her eyes like before, and then, the whole person seemed to have finally entered a normal light sleep state, the even breathing made Yuan Qinghui's heart relax a lot along with him .

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that it hasn't been too long, and I feel the hand of the person I am holding move.

Xianghe was always like this when she was haunted by nightmares before, her body was twitching uncontrollably, but now, this slight touch is more gentle, compared to the tense and unstoppable strong convulsions before, this Once, it was so gentle that Yuan Qinghui had a premonition.

Following that premonition, Yuan Qinghui immediately clenched Xianghe's hand again, and then felt the warm trembling of his palm, even the slightest movement could make Yuan Qinghui so excited that his breathing slowed down.

Yuan Qinghui's heart almost jumped out when he realized that this person's eyeballs no longer kept rolling because of the nightmare and suddenly turned weakly.

For a moment, the heart seemed to be about to jump out of the chest.

"Xianghe—" Yuan Qinghui bent down and hugged his Xianghe without waiting for the man's eyes to fully open.

Trembling all over, tears streaming down uncontrollably, it's so good, so good, so good.

All the worries these days, finally, at this moment, all disappeared.

God knows how many bad things he has been thinking about these days. He is a sensitive and suspicious person. From the end of the battle and since Xiang He fell into a coma, all the hells that have appeared in this world and have not appeared may have to pass in his mind. Read it over again.

However, the ending is good, not the hell he imagined.

It only takes a little bit, just a little bit of Xianghe's eyes to open, and seeing this person's starry sky-like eyes that people can't help but immerse in, Yuan Qinghui is convinced that all his previous bad guesses have not happened.

His fragrant grass is still his fragrant grass.

He did not become another person after taking the highest position, did not lose his true nature, and most importantly, his Xianghe, did not forget him, and did not forget his feelings for him.

Because of the nightmares of the past few days, he obviously had no strength, but he hugged himself stronger than he imagined.

The solid sense of security made me more confident, and the breath that this person breathed in my ears filled my heart firmly.

"Qinghui...Qinghui..." Until this person cried intermittently in my ear, instead of feeling distressed like before, I just feel lucky, it's great, it's great, it's good to cry, as long as this time If you can cry, you won't be in pain in the future.

"I'm here, I'm here, it's okay, I'll be here even when the sky falls."

However, now this person is physically unable to stop crying, even lying on his shoulder and crying, unable to stop at all.However, she still can't help wrapping this person with words and body, trying to make him feel even a little bit more comfortable.

It's fine when you finish crying, you don't have to be afraid after crying, it's all over after crying.

"I...I killed senior brother...Brother's blood is sticking to my hand...It's still hot, so hot...So hot...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

The words with a strong crying voice were not uttered clearly, and he was choked by his own saliva and coughed continuously, lying on Yuan Qinghui's shoulder so fragile.

At this time, the only thing Yuan Qinghui could do was to hug this person tightly and comfort him one after another.

"It's not your fault, Xianghe, it's not your fault, it's him who's wrong, he's his own fault, you're doing justice for the heavens, if he's still alive, it's you and me who die, and the one who harms the world is the common people, whoever did it is not You, he did it to himself, you did nothing wrong, it's okay, it's okay."

However, Xiang He is such a soft-hearted person, and how he cares about his senior brother, how could he not know, just because he knows, so he knows, there is nothing he can do, and Xiang He's self-blame, he simply does not know There is no way to help, just let it go.

"It's not your fault, really, it's not your fault..."

"It's my fault, I did it... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

From dawn to dusk, in the distance, Bai Huaxian crossed her arms and stamped her feet, looking at the two fellows who knew each other by blood and kept crying, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

"These two people are really ink marks..."