"Just over there." Nanke observed for a while and pointed to the depths of the black mist somewhere. "It looks like there are a lot of monsters. It should be easier to catch the smaller ones."

"Yeah." The skirmisher responded casually and raised his hand, "Don't get lost."

The skirmishers who have long since regained their full strength and can easily compete with the gods with only the heart of a god, and Nanke who has become proficient in extracting elemental power and isolating the influence of evil spirits.

Being lost or something was just an excuse to hold hands.

Nanke glanced at him, but without piercing it, he put his hand on it, and his fingers were naturally clasped tightly.

In the dark mist, they walked leisurely as if they were visiting an aquarium.

Nanke slowly frowned as he watched a beastly hound ferociously pounce from behind the mist, only to be bounced away mercilessly by the flashing thunder elements surrounding it.

it's wired.

It's really strange.

It's weird on so many levels.

What’s with this totally devoid of scenery and date-like atmosphere?

"You don't overestimate your capabilities." The skirmisher even looked at the hound that fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time and sneered softly.

"The country collapsed," Nanke gently pulled his hand, trying to correct the inexplicable sense of dislocation, "After we get out, let's go to the beach for a walk?"

"Seaside?" He cast a questioning look.

"Just take a walk."

The skirmisher rolled his eyes slightly, obviously feeling that this proposal was not very good. He paused for two seconds and said, "I don't care."

Nanke breathed a sigh of relief.

Her legs had not yet recovered, and she began to limp again after walking too much. The skirmishers knocked out a blackened wild fox, carried her and flew straight out through the darkness.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and we landed on a coastal reef.

Nanke stuffed the medicinal powder into the wild fox's mouth, found a flat place to sit, propped up his cheeks, and waited for its reaction.

The medicine took effect quickly. Within a quarter of an hour, the wild fox kicked his legs suddenly, opened his mouth wide and blew out a puff of black smoke.

The sharp canine teeth retracted visibly to the naked eye, and the fur stained with evil spirits slowly returned to its original color. The fox jumped up like a carp, and ran away in a panic through the rugged rocks.

Great, there’s nothing wrong with the prescription!

"The country collapsed!" Nanke turned back to look for the skirmishers, his eyebrows and eyes raised high with excitement, "The child can be saved!"

"Ah, that's great." The soldier half leaned and half sat on the stone behind her, looking at her face.

"It's a pity that the conditions for pharmaceutical production are too harsh and cannot be mass-produced." Nanke then thought about longer-term matters. He put his hands on both sides of his body and swayed his calves slightly. "But with successful cases, we just need to improve in the future." Already..."

The summer breeze carried the unique salty smell of the ocean, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in warm sea water. She couldn't hide her joyful smile and her eyes were crooked, looking even cuter than usual.

The soldier stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her permed hair twice: "If you are so happy, why not do something to make me happy?"

Nanke's brisk voice was suddenly interrupted.

"Haha..." The straggler endured it for a moment, but couldn't hold it back anymore, "Hahahaha..."

Nanke turned against his hand and said helplessly: "Guobeng, can you stop laughing like a villain?"

He was still wearing the same unmanly attire, so when she turned her head, her eyes were filled with wide-open white breasts.

Nanke's face turned slightly red, and when he looked up, the skirmishers were still laughing.

So Nanke went up and took a bite.

The arrogant laughter above the head paused, and the expression with lowered eyes was a bit thoughtful.

"No, I won't open you again!" Nanke explained hurriedly, and quickly retreated to a safe distance, "I was a little, um, this morning...so I didn't explain it clearly to you. I don't have that kind of over-the-top hobby!"

"Oh?" Skirmisher's tone turned around.

"I just want you to also...after all, this is something that both parties should enjoy," Nanke knew that he was guilty, and unconsciously rubbed his nails against the hard stones on his hands, and asked weakly, "So, last night you What does it feel like?”

"Are you going to have another chance depending on my answer?"

Nanke shook his head crazily: "I'm just curious..."

After all, when I helped him repair it before, I saw him showing... an indescribable reaction.

Thinking about that aspect, there is nothing we can do about it.

"If you relax and feel it, it should be about the same as being massaged by a human being," the soldier said in a light voice, "but since you really don't know the importance, I'd better try it next time instead of using your hands..."

beep—

"...Maybe it will be more comfortable."

Nanke's ears automatically mosaic him.

"Okay!" She nodded seriously, "I promise there won't be a next time!"

"Have you finished asking?" The soldier tapped her on the head with his finger, and smiled evilly, "Then, isn't it time for me to interview you about my experience?"

After four days that were generally quite harmonious.

Asase Hibiki and Awang came back in the early morning.

Fuzi opened the door and screamed. When Nanke got up, the skirmishers had already lit the lamp.

As soon as the door opened, Bezi rushed out like an arrow from Li Xian.

In the gray sea mist, surrounded by auras, Asase Hibiki and Awang walked up the stone stairs of the shrine one after another.

"Awang is a little injured," Asase Hibiki's quiver was empty, and his face showed no trace of fatigue. He held the bed with one hand and moved Awang to the front, "Nanke, please help her take care of it."

"I'm fine!" Awang lowered his head and hid his hands behind his back.

"Awang," Nanke pulled her, "show me."

Awang was bitten by a snake.

The toxin has been cleaned out urgently, but I still can't feel much in my arm.

Asase Hibiki was also injured, one shoulder was dripping with blood, and her snow-white top was dyed the same bright red as her skirt. Fuzi squatted next to him and watched her bandage herself, and occasionally "meowed" uneasily.

Sealing the evil spirits was not as easy as they showed before setting off.

They were so busy that the sky was already twilight, and the two of them finally had a rest.

Nanke was mostly sleepy and was afraid of disturbing them, so he quietly closed the door and went out. After a while, the skirmishers also came out, with a slightly cold voice.

"You are a casualty yourself."

Nanke was reminded and turned around and smiled sheepishly at him: "It seems so."

The skirmisher sighed impatiently, frowned, sat down next to her, and put on a coat.

"The country collapsed," Nanke looked in the direction facing the shrine. The sun had not risen yet, and the dark clouds over the island were particularly eye-catching. "The clouds have not dispersed yet, which means the seal has not been successful, right?"

"It seems so."

"Miss Xiang has such a strong personality that she would turn back halfway before reaching her goal. It's incredible to think about it," Nanke paused and then said, "How did they get injured? After they came back, they didn't mention a word. "

"You said so, haven't you already guessed it?" Skirmisher pointedly pointed out.

Nanke suddenly fell silent.

Because he was right.

Even though Asase Hibiki didn't ask for her help when bandaging it, she could still see it clearly when the fine iron arrowhead with its flesh and blood pulled out hit the ground with a "thud".

That is definitely not a weapon that monsters or evil spirits would use.

Attacked them on the way to sealing.

are people.

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