The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

40.

A ray of red light fell on the Ruoshui River, Fu Ziqiu swayed, and couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

He already only had [-]% of his spiritual power, and he had not healed his internal injuries in a fight with Gu Zhizhou that day, and he suppressed the karma magma, so it was a lot of wear and tear, so today's battle was completely holding his breath.

Fu Ziqiu hugged the person in his arms tightly. He was afraid that the Celestial Clan's pursuers would arrive soon. Given the current situation of the two of them, they would be defeated if they faced each other. They had to go back to Maitreya City before making any plans.

Canglang came out of the sheath wrapped in a silver edge, and his sword split through the deep and weak water like a mighty force.

The water waves parted on both sides, setting off a high wall of water.

Fu Ziqiu quickly passed through the middle, and as soon as he left, the wall of water surged and collapsed, once again converging into an endless stream of weak water.

The gate of Maitreya City rises in awe, and the ghost soldiers standing on both sides are shocked when they see Fu Ziqiu, and they chase after each other: "My lord!"

Fu Ziqiu ordered: "Changle, call people to prepare for the battle, the people from the heaven will come soon." He lowered his head and looked at Gu Zhizhou: "I can't leave now, except for Qing Chen and Yu Sui, who will send Shura Dao The remaining 22 Shangya generals are all recalled. Changle, you are the commander. Unless they attack by force, we don’t want to go first, try to push back, and don’t bleed if we can.”

Changle's expression froze, and he looked at the unconscious Gu Zhizhou.This rumored Negative Snow Immortal Venerable has never met, but the portrait has been hung in his house for 100 years.Asura Dao and the heavenly world do not interfere with the river water, and they have lived in peace for hundreds of years. Now that Fu Ziqiu came back with a bloody man in his arms, there is going to be a war over there, and the fool knows who it is for.

"However, there is a barrier of gods and ghosts outside Shura Dao, and it is not so easy for the Celestial Clan to attack. You should be prepared first, and you must notify me if anything happens."

As early as after the Heavenly Demon War, Shura Dao and the Heavenly Realm signed a blood contract not to fight in order to prevent the gods and demons from fighting again and causing people to lose their lives.However, in order to prevent malicious attacks from the Celestial Clan, the Heavenly Emperor Long Xiao personally cast an invisible barrier at the end of Ruo Shui in the realm of gods and ghosts. kind.

Chang Le took the order, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. Mr. Negative Xue had always behaved perversely in the heavenly realm, and attracted a lot of criticism, and his bad reputation spread from above to the lower realm.Hearing that there was trouble again a few days ago, the news was stopped by Jiu Ge, and his family lord became very angry when he found out, and drove him to the demon world directly.As subordinates, they naturally can't say much, but Jiu Ge's love for many years has long been seen by them. Now that Mr. Negative Snow has come directly to Maitreya City, no matter how you look at it, he seems to be taking the lead, although he may not be "noisy" now .

Chang Le looked back, I don't know what His Majesty likes about him, at most he has a good skin, and Jiu Ge's appearance is not bad!I can still have children!

Fu Ziqiu carried Gu Zhizhou back to the Pusong Palace where he lived, and while waiting for the ghost doctor, he stripped Gu Zhizhou naked.

After reading it, he breathed a sigh of relief. The blood on his body looked terrible. Fortunately, most of it belonged to someone else. There was only a cut on the shoulder, which was not deep, and the blood had already congealed.

On the contrary, Gu Zhizhou's back was severely hit by Chu Cheng's knife, right in the middle of his spine. At this time, he was already red, swollen and purple, with a long strip hovering over countless scars, which looked very scary.

Fu Ziqiu didn't dare to touch him, so he just pulled the quilt to cover his body, twisted a towel to wipe off the blood on Gu Zhizhou's face, then took his hand, holding the green fingers, and wiped away the remaining blood little by little. blood stains.

The ghost doctor arrived soon, and Fu Ziqiu pushed him to the bedside without even sacrificing courtesy.

He checked his pulse for a while, and said something to reassure Fu Ziqiu: "It's okay, it's just that I got a cold. The back injury is not serious, and Mr. Xuexue has a solid foundation. Don't make too much movement these days, it's very easy." It will be fine soon."

Fu Ziqiu finally calmed down, put Gu Zhizhou's hand back under the quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

"but……"

Fu Ziqiu's head exploded: "Whatever you say, you only half-talk, and you have to pant every time!"

The ghost doctor was startled, and quickly knelt down to admit his mistake.Years of experience in medical practice, first report the good news and then report the bad news, it will not change for a while.

"Get up." Fu Ziqiu said annoyed, "Speak in one breath."

The ghost doctor said: "Ah, it's this stagnant grass... Negative Xuejun has traces of stagnant grass in his body, he must have eaten something that shouldn't be eaten."

"Is it stagnant grass again?"

"Yes, it's the same as before. But Mr. Nexus is suffering from a high fever. After using the stagnant grass, the fever will be aggravated, and the feeling of weakness will be even worse. It won't do much harm to the body, just take medicine to relieve it."

First himself, then Gu Zhizhou.

Fu Ziqiu's face was indescribably ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "Got it, you go and prescribe the medicine first."

After the ghost doctor left, Fu Ziqiu found a set of clean underwear for Gu Zhizhou to change into.

Gu Zhizhou's back was injured, so he could only lie on the bed, with his face tilted, his hands curled up by his cheeks, the stuffy nose caused by the wind and cold made him gasp with his mouth open.It looked a bit difficult, and all the breath was hot.

Seeing his rare and well-behaved appearance, Fu Ziqiu couldn't help but want to touch his face.

It's too quiet, Fu Ziqiu is not used to it.

It was like hearing Gu Zhizhou utter such soft words with his own ears, the strangeness broke his heart.

Those were the unfinished words of Gu Zhizhou 100 years ago, mixed with sincere regret and strong longing, I don't know how many times he rehearsed in his dream before finally uttering it as he wished.

His mind is too simple, pure as a piece of white paper, but too many things have been piled up by the master, hiding it tightly and airtight.If it wasn't for being delirious, there is no way to pry a little bit out of his mouth.

Beads of sweat emerged from the tip of Gu Zhizhou's nose, the tiny ones were like raindrops falling from the mundane world.

The weather is getting colder and colder, especially in the underground city of Maitreya.

Fu Ziqiu scraped off the sweat with his fingertips, got up and lit the stove in the room.

The stove was placed here just to look good. After Fu Ziqiu's death, he hadn't been overheated, so he wasn't afraid of the cold, so the stove was useless.Gu Zhizhou was different. He was very afraid of the cold since he was a child, and he is still sick now.

After a while, the ghost soldier brought a bowl of boiled medicinal soup, plus an ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Fu Ziqiu sat on the bed with the bowl in his hands, leaned over to Gu Zhizhou's ear, and softly called, "Zhizhou..."

With one hand warmed by the temperature of the bowl of noodles, he stroked the back of Gu Zhizhou's neck and squeezed: "Wake up, drink the medicine before going to sleep."

Gu Zhizhou sniffed, and opened his eyes in a daze before the dream had cooled down.

"Ah..." He took a breath, his brows were tightly furrowed, the bone in his back was in pain, and he muttered, "It hurts to death."

Gu Zhizhou's head was dizzy, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, and all the senses in his body were concentrated behind his back.When a spoon came to his mouth, he subconsciously swallowed it.

The chapped lips that were tortured by the high fever were filled with a light water color.

Fu Ziqiu saw that his will was not clear-headed, and coaxed him while feeding the medicine: "After drinking the medicine, the pain will be gone. Come, take another sip."

After all, he didn't finish his drink, after a few spoonfuls, Gu Zhizhou became silent and seemed to fall asleep again.He didn't wake up after Fu Ziqiu yelled, so he had no choice but to put down the medicine bowl temporarily.

The warmth in the room had already risen, Fu Ziqiu lifted the quilt, dipped some ointment on his hands, the cold ointment touched his bare skin, Gu Zhizhou flinched uncontrollably.

It was the first time Fu Ziqiu faced this body directly, and the feeling of being so distressed that he couldn't breathe was worse than touching it with bare hands, so that he had to look at other things to distract himself.

Knowing the origin of these scars seems to add a lot of pain, like walking with a heavy load in the windy and sandy desert.His eyes were sore from the sand, and every time he took a step, his body would fall a step deeper, and he couldn't even straighten his spine.

What did Gu Zhizhou do wrong again?

He didn't like himself 100 years ago, Fu Ziqiu never forced it, let alone blamed him.

But his liking fell heavily on Gu Zhizhou, forcing him to see his heart clearly in such a tragic way.

For so many years, he has had a hard time, and Gu Zhizhou suffered even more than him.

Fu Ziqiu spread the ointment as gently as possible, and gently massaged the congealed blood stasis on the uneven scars.He could feel that every time he touched Gu Zhizhou, he would tremble.

He knew that he was in pain.

He has been in pain for 100 years, and he may be in pain for a lifetime.

Fu Ziqiu finished applying the medicine cruelly, and went up to rescue Gu Zhizhou's hand that was tightly clenched on the sheet.

He kissed the back of Gu Zhizhou's feverish hand, and rubbed the tips of his teeth on it, without saying a word about the grievances he had suffered.

This is not a feeling that can be described in words. It seems that the feelings that can only be ended with regrets suddenly turn around.Strong regrets can be filled by small satisfactions for a lifetime. It seems that he has not waited for 100 years, but for lifetimes.

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"Your Majesty, people from the heavenly world gathered outside the realm of gods and ghosts, and the leader is General Chu Cheng, the star-breaking general. He said that as long as we hand over Negative Xuejun, the two armies will not go to war."

"Where are our people?"

Chang Le replied: "The ghost soldiers have assembled, Qing Chen and Yu Sui also rushed back from the demon world after hearing about this."

Fu Ziqiu frowned: "What are they going to do..."

"The demon realm is connected to the realm of gods and ghosts. They are so close and the news arrives quickly. I can't stop them."

"Forget it," Fu Ziqiu sighed: "Let's guard first, tell Chu Cheng, I won't give it to him."

"Your Majesty..." Chang Le took half a step forward, hesitantly said: "You... really want to go to war with the Celestial Clan in order to defeat Lord Xue?"

Fu Ziqiu looked up at him.

"When the two armies are fighting, casualties are inevitable." Chang Le's voice lowered: "The life of Lord Xue is a life, and the life of tens of thousands of ghost soldiers in the Shura Dao... is also a life."

Why use so much blood to protect a person who is not of my race.Chang Le gritted his teeth, but did not finish his words.

Fu Ziqiu is the Demon Lord, who dares to say no to him when he says he wants to fight.Changle's move is really presumptuous.

He was ready to be scolded and punished. Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Fu Ziqiu lowered his eyebrows and collapsed when he heard this.

In the past, Changle felt that his honor was a mountain.He is the king of all demons, sitting in the three realms, commanding millions of ghost soldiers, and is the reliance of demons and ghosts.

Changle never thought that one day he would see such an expression on Fu Ziqiu's face - entanglement, distress, helplessness, as if he had twisted himself into a rope, opposite to the tightness of the body, it came from the soul Above is deeply impotent.

Finally, Fu Ziqiu said: "Sorry, I can't help it."

It was this kind of feeling again, the deep familiarity implied in the strangeness, as if repeated thousands of times in purgatory, just wanting to desperately give up everything to get him back.

Fu Ziqiu seemed to be at the end of his rope, and he trapped himself: "In this world, I am the only one who can protect him."

But at this time, the ghost soldiers rushed over: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Retreat, the Celestial Clan retreats!"

"Heavenly Emperor ordered General Zhao Poxing to return to Jiuchongtian immediately. And...and also said..."

Fu Ziqiu asked: "What else?"

"...The Heavenly Emperor said that the suspicion of Mr. Xuexue is still unclear, and Daoist Asura must take good care of him. If he runs away again, I will only ask you!"

"..."

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Dark clouds rolled up, pressing down on the top of Pusong Hall, low.

The woman's menacing yell came into the room through the door and wall, Gu Zhizhou was disturbed and frowned.

"Why is he here? Why is he here? What is he!"

very noisy.

Gu Zhizhou felt uncomfortable lying on the ground, and wanted to turn over, but if he moved his back a little, his back would hurt.

"Fuck..." He cursed in a low voice, finally willing to open his eyes.

The room was not bright, and a red candle was still burning.It was dimly lit, and the candle was burning to the end.

Gu Zhizhou stared blankly at the cluster of dancing flames for a long time, his dull nerves sharpened little by little, where is this?

"Go away!" the woman was still shouting, sounding very angry: "I'm going to throw him out today!"

throw who?him?Gu Zhizhou was at a loss, when did he offend the little girl again?

His gaze shifted a few inches, and he landed on a painting hanging on the wall.

Gu Zhizhou froze for a moment, narrowed his eyes to see more clearly——

The painting is very simple, a small square courtyard, fluffy flowers and plants, and a rattan chair under the old tree with intertwined roots.A man in a light blue simple shirt was nestled in a chair, his legs were covered with a thin layer of blanket, most of which hung down on the ground like a gauze.He closed his eyes, thinking he was already sound asleep, but there was a fiery red butterfly resting in his hair, its wings half-opened, like the rich rouge on a light makeup.

Gu Zhizhou still remembered what happened later, a dead leaf fluttered down from the tree, which startled the butterflies and disturbed his dream.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Ziqiu holding an old book of swordsmanship on the stone table beside him, staring at him intently.

Probably because he didn't expect him to wake up suddenly, Fu Ziqiu turned his face away in a panic. In a hurry, his arm touched Cang Lang on the table, and with a crisp sound, the long sword fell to the ground, as if something had been broken A distant fantasy.

Gu Zhizhou remembered the fight with Chu Cheng, and he seemed to see Fu Ziqiu in a daze, it seemed that it was not an illusion.

Then this should be Maitreya City.

This is Fu Ziqiu's room?What was it last time?

The woman outside the door is so upright, maybe it's the starling or the ninth brother...

Fu Ziqiu heard Jiu Ge's voice when he was still far away from Pusong Hall. When he reached the door, Jiu Ge had already pulled out the whip from his waist and swung it towards the ghost soldiers guarding the door.

He moved to the opposite side in an instant, and slammed the long whip down in the air.

When Jiu Ge saw the person coming, half of his arrogance disappeared: "My lord..."

Fu Ziqiu glanced into the room and lowered his voice: "Who allowed you to come back?"

"No," Jiu Ge explained, "I heard in the demon world that the Celestial Clan sent troops to the realm of gods and ghosts, so I went to guard it with Qing Chen and Yu Sui. Now that they have retreated, I...I am worried about you!"

"I'm fine." Fu Ziqiu returned the whip to Jiu Ge: "What are you supposed to do?"

After speaking, he turned to leave.

"My lord!" Jiu Ge grabbed Fu Ziqiu's sleeve.

Fu Ziqiu didn't speak, but turned his face slightly to look at Jiuge.

Jiu Ge bit his lips, and tightened his fingers: "You can't keep him here, aren't you making trouble for yourself by taking him in now? The Celestial Clan is retreating now, what if they come back again? You are so cruel, Are you going to exchange so many brothers from Asura Dao for Gu Zhizhou?"

Fu Ziqiu pulled out his sleeves mercilessly: "This is not your business."

"Then what should I care about!" Jiu Ge shouted: "I just know that I can't watch you make mistakes again and again! Gu Zhizhou must not stay here! You protect him today, and we will be the unlucky ones tomorrow!"

"Take her down." Fu Ziqiu ordered coldly: "Let me hear her yelling here again, please go to the Evil Ghost Road to guard your soul."