Fast Time Travel: The Hypnotized Demon

Outside the hall, the sun is shining brightly.

Standing by the wall, the figure in silver soft armor moved slightly. Behind the mask, his eyes were condensed. When he saw where he was, he showed a bit of bewildered and calm silence.

A few steps forward, Hanshu in blue robe with double breasts was also standing, and on a higher position, sitting behind the hanging screen, was the distinguished emperor.

When the general's eyes flicked across the three things blooming in front of the emperor, his pupils shrank, and he immediately realized that he had returned to the time when he happened to be looking for the three medium things that summoned the healer.

The three of them now are discussing about the summoning array.

Jun Qi didn't know why he came back again, the first time, the second time, the third time...isn't that enough?The tired general's back was still straight, as if he had decided that no matter what he did, he could not change his fate, that person would only be with Chang Fengyue in the end.

The general looked at the shimmering teleportation array, and said to himself, give up.

No matter what you do, it won't work, so... just give up.

As if he had made up his mind, the general lowered his eyes and clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself not to look at the summoning circle where a healer might appear.

There was a slight panting sound from the hero next to him, and Jun Qi felt the confusion of Han Shu and even that noble man's aura.He raised his eyes and saw the blood color overflowing from the teleportation array.

Even if he experienced it again, the general's breathing still stopped for a moment, and he roared in his heart, but his body froze in place, not moving at all.

It doesn't matter... The general comforted himself, wasn't that what went wrong in the last life?And then...then the swordsman will find the healer on another continent.

He's all right... all right, he'll be all right.

He comforted himself desperately in his heart, no longer going forward to touch those dazzling bloodstains with scarlet eyes in disbelief like in the previous life.

His eyes subconsciously began to search for a certain swordsman. When he saw the surprise on Chang Fengyue's face holding the jug, Jun Qi was slightly relieved, but he was a little uneasy, always feeling that he was being ignored somewhere.

where is it?

The general who was ordered by the emperor to lead the army to the abyss half-kneeled on the ground, and had no time to explore the flashing thoughts in his heart.

At the moment when the general left the city, he saw the figure of the swordsman earlier and farther than himself.It was like this in the last life, the swordsman was earlier than himself, and went to the abyss just to find someone who didn't know if there was any corpse left.

Probably because he knew that he had achieved nothing this time, the leading general in silver armor looked up at the scorching sun above his head, and the icy coldness of his mask kept him awake.

"The whole army is marching!"

The white-robed swordsman raised his head and took a sip of the wine in the lake. He casually glanced at the army in the billowing smoke and raised his eyebrows. This new hero who was not successfully summoned touched the hearts of many people. .

But these things have nothing to do with him.

Shaking the small amount of mellow sake in the pot, Chang Feng thought more and more about hearing that there was a wine feast in a certain city in the south recently, why not go there and have a look.

"General! There is a man here!"

The cold general looked sideways, and when he saw the black-haired youth who was half leaning against the black stone wall, his heart shrank suddenly, and he was no longer indifferent, he went there in an instant, and picked up the unconscious man.

"Go call the military doctor!"

When Qinghe Changle woke up, what he saw was a gray and white tent.The black magic energy that alternated between breaths did not dissipate, so that when he found a figure approaching, his brain, which was not fully awake, thought it was a demon, and before he had time to think about where his staff was going, he manipulated his body immediately. React.

A big hand easily restrained his raised hand.

The general grabbed the slender wrist of the healer with pale lips. He did not need to suppress it. The healer who hadn't recovered had already leaned back exhaustedly, and the golden light on his fingertips spread out little by little.

Jun Qi supported Qinghe Changle's back when he suddenly fell backwards with one hand, preventing him from knocking his head.The young man's weak and rapid panting was heard next to his ears, and the general's eyes were full of distress and pain.

It was his fault.It was because he believed too much in fate, too much in Changfeng Yue, and too much in what he had experienced.

So much so that I forgot that the experience of each life is not exactly the same, and the swordsman who came to find a healer in the previous life may not come in this life.The healer who went to another continent mysteriously in his last life may be seriously injured in the abyss in this life.

If he was later, the person in his arms would really not exist.

Qinghe Changle's hand grasped the general's strong arm in vain, his sight became clear, he realized that he had misread, he whispered sorry, then pursed his lips, and thanked him again.

Jun Qi naturally blamed him, if he didn't have this kind of vigilance, he would have been swallowed by the monster long ago and the accident did not exist.

When the general told them that the purpose of coming here was to find himself who did not respond to the call, Qinghe Changle was a little surprised. After hesitating, he inexplicably got comfort from the man's cold mask, and whispered the reason why he was not called.

After cleaning up the monsters blocking the teleportation array, the healer was relieved because the power of light was exhausted, and the source of darkness found an opportunity to take advantage of it. Unexpectedly, his mind loosened.

Thinking of the mess in his body right now, the calm-looking healer was gently rubbed at the ends of his hair. After he raised his head, the general restrainedly withdrew his hand, as if he wasn't the one who made the comforting move just now.

"The medicine prescribed by the military doctor should be cured, I'll go and have a look."

The healer looked at the man who left with an excuse, touched the thick dark hair with his fingertips, and a very soft and warm smile suddenly filled his eyes.

What a lovely person.

Well, still very restrained.

After drinking the medicine, with the halva given by a silver-haired general in his mouth, Chang Le felt the sweetness on the tip of his tongue subdued the bitterness in his throat. He supported his body with some strength, got up and opened the curtain and went outside.

Ordinary people are not heroes, and they are easily infected by the devilish energy in the abyss. The general will make inspections every few days, and when he finds soldiers infected with devilish energy, he will purify and eliminate them in time.

Chang Le half leaned on the shelf so that he would not have to work so hard.Stopping the soldiers from reporting, he watched the meticulous general standing in front of all the soldiers like a long tasseled gun.There is such a kind of person, no matter where he is, he is a reassuring existence.

The halva in the mouth melted, as if the heart, which was not cold at all, also melted with the sugar.

After finding someone, the general didn't intend to stay. The army came in a mighty way, crushing the blood of countless demons along the way.

Back in the capital, the Qinghe Shengzi, who had just arrived, had no place to live.

A dazzling smile bloomed on the handsome young man's face, Shi Shiran's eyes, like verdant pine and bamboo, slid across the group of people, and then stopped on the silent man.

He said, "I live in the General's Mansion."

The eyelashes behind the mask trembled slightly, and when he turned his head to meet the warm eyes of the healer, what appeared in those eyes was the dependence and intimacy that he hardly dared to ask for.

"Jun Qi, are you willing?"

The man was quiet for a few breaths, and then he said dumbly as if he had regained his senses: "Naturally..."

my pleasure.

In fact, Jun Qi doesn't go back to the General's Mansion very often.But since there was a Qinghe Shengzi in the mansion, the frequency of his daily return to the mansion has increased, making the stewards and servants in the general's mansion realize the status of the healer in the general's heart, very happy, and devoted 12 points of energy Coming to serve the future may be the happiness of the general's wife.

Therefore, the healer lived very comfortably, except for one thing...

"Want to drink again?"

Seeing the usually gentle and clear young man frowning at a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, Jun Qi's eyes were filled with a faint doting smile, and he still nodded dullly.

Chang Le sighed, raised his head and drank resignedly, thinking about when he would end this life of three bowls of medicine a day.The bitterness in the mouth made one almost cry, and a piece of halva touched the lips, filled with a hint of sweetness.

The general twirled the candy and put it on the lips of the frowning young man. He saw Chang Le look up at him. The emotion in those eyes made his heart move, and then the candy on his fingertips was sucked away, and even a little bit of softness was contained. finger pulp.

Jun Qi withdrew his hand, rubbed his fingertips involuntarily, and then brought the sugar-filled young man to the new room he ordered to decorate.

Chang Le looked at the room in front of him that was very suitable to his liking, with some surprises and subtle complexities on his face. He stroked the Qinghe color that he once liked the most and thought he would never see it, and turned to look at the general: "Prepare for me of?"

Jun Qi nodded.

The healer smiled: "You don't like me, do you?"

The general said nothing, nodded or shook his head.

Chang Le didn't care, and leaned closer to the man.Jun Qi endured the desire to escape, but the young man lifted his mask.

Chang Le looked at the handsome face and smiled: "It's so beautiful, why do you want to cover it up?"

The man's face was stern, but his eyes were obviously full of tenderness and warmth. The deep and magnetic male voice whispered in his ears like the wind: "If you like it, I won't take it."

"Okay, but I still prefer the way I see you alone." Chang Le slowly approached the general, clearly seeing his own reflection in the dark and deep pupils, and he suddenly asked again.

"Jun Qi, do you like me?"

"..."

The healer sighed helplessly, not expecting this boring gourd to answer him.He raised his head and kissed the man's tight chin softly.

"Forget it, I like you."

Jun Qi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked down at the smiling young man in disbelief.After a while, he said hoarsely, "You...ask again."

Chang Le froze for a moment, then said: "Do you like me?"

"I like it." The general replied quickly this time, as if afraid of missing something.He hugged the young man tightly into his arms, and sighed contentedly in the other's ear.

"I like you."

The healer who got the answer smiled and hugged him.

Regardless of you and me, I missed it a few times.

As long as you can wait until this moment of happiness, it is worth it.