Pray for the sun again

It was a morning full of chills.

The golden fur fox appeared dying outside the courtyard door, and the normally energetic voice lost its vitality, leaving only intermittent whispers.

"Minghu, hurry up...go away...the god judge...run away...they are all under control...go away...there is no time..."

The little fox seemed to say something else behind, but the voice was so low that the people squatting in front of it couldn't hear what they were saying.

Minghu wanted to hug the convulsed fox, but was bitten by it on the fingertips in the next second, as if trying to protect the boy with its last strength, it shouted loudly with all its strength: "Go away!" !"

The moment the sound landed, the little golden animal lost its vitality forever.

"Your Highness," the black-haired man quietly wrapped his arms around the young man's waist from behind, hugging the other's thin and slender body in his arms, resting his chin on the young man's shoulder, he said warmly, "Your Highness, please believe me, as long as you are still here Here, the little fox will definitely return to your side." After speaking, he gently kissed the side of the boy's ear as a comfort.

As a descendant of such an ancient and mysterious family as the Quan family, it is not without the technique of life extension and resurrection.

"Master?" Hearing this, Minghu turned around eagerly to look at the God-inspector, there seemed to be a few glimmers of light in his golden eyes.

"I will not lie to you," the judge looked directly into the young man's gilt eyes, and assured in a deep voice, "His Royal Highness Minghu, I will never lie to you."

"...Yes, I believe you." From time to time, the young man responded with a sigh at the end.

The boy froze for a few seconds, looking at the lifeless little animal in front of him, somewhat shocked and somewhat hesitant.

However, at the moment of stupefaction, the cold-lighted blade behind him struck at the young man.Minghu only felt the sudden wind pressure behind him, followed by severe pain.

He couldn't even pull out the sword on his waist, and the wound across his back was continuously bleeding bright red liquid. He couldn't support his body which was getting heavier and heavier, so he had to lie down on the ground.One second before his consciousness disappeared, the long black skirt that reached the ground came into his eyes.

"Let's make a deal," a voice sounded in his ear, a little familiar, but a little strange, "Let us see how loyal you are to that person before you have fallen into darkness."

"Then, you agreed to them?" the interrogator asked warmly, "Did they wrap the bandages for you?"

"Yes," Minghu lowered his gaze, unwilling to meet the man's gaze, and only replied in a low voice, "They asked me to take you to the mountains..."

The meaning was not finished, but the judge also guessed the follow-up: "Not here."

"Yes," Minghu raised his eyes to look at the judge, "it's not here."

"It's alright," the judge looked at the young man in front of him, his water-blue eyes filled with distress, he reached out to support the other's head, leaned forward and kissed the young man's forehead gently, "Enough, Ming Your Highness Fox, I know this is enough."

The judge looked at the young man with worry in his eyes, and he never ignored the crimson rushing away from the young man's eyes.

"Your Highness, I need to recover my spiritual power as soon as possible." After a moment of silence, the god judge said, "Do you know where the biggest tree in this mountain is?"

Hearing this, the young man thought for a while before nodding and responding: "If you mean the Mountain Lord's Tree, it's not far from here."

"Very good," the god judge narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out his hand to hold the white jade note with green flames that fell in front of him, and continued, "Let's leave immediately, and I will have a way to recover my spiritual power when I get there."

#【In front of the wood of the mountain master】

"I don't know the age of the ancient tree..." The god judge stretched out his hand and brushed the branches of the giant tree in front of him, and murmured, "It's also an ancient tree."

"Lord, you..." Minghu wanted to ask the God Judge standing in front of him what to do now, but was stopped by the light green shimmering light on the man's body.

The god judge maintained the movement of holding the tree trunk with his hands, and the dancing green flames in the white jade falling in front of him suddenly increased the flame pressure, and the ever-expanding green flames gradually spread to the whole body of the black-haired man, until his whole body was covered with pandemonium. Wrapped in light green flames.

In Minghu's eyes, the divine examiner's dark eyes looked like a phoenix reborn from the fire, bathed in emerald-colored flames, but his expression was still so serene and serene, without a trace of worldly air.

how far away.

The golden-eyed boy withdrew his gaze, and suddenly realized that even though he was so close to that person at the moment, the real distance between them was still so far away.

The boy never regretted anything, and never wanted to regret anything.In any case, all the way to the present, every step is his own choice, every moment of pain he is happy.

"Your Highness, can you come closer?" The judge opened his eyes, looked at the young man standing not far from him, and stretched out his hand to him, speaking with gentleness, "The spiritual power has recovered a little, let me Heal your wounds."

Minghu suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on the hand extended towards him by the judge of the gods, and felt a faint shock in his heart, only feeling that his thoughts seemed to be seen through in the last second.

"Then... I'll trouble you." After answering like this, Minghu leaned forward and grabbed the opponent's hand almost immediately before the words came out.

The moment he held the God Judge's palm, emerald flames spread to Minghu's body along the joint between the two. In just a moment, the young man noticed that the wound on his back was slowly healing, and not only the wound was recovering, but even the wound was recovering. His own weary spirit was also relieved.

Most importantly, the crimson color hidden under the gilt pupils in his eyes is also slowly fading away.

The judge lowered his gaze, seeing such a subtle change, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.He didn't expect that the pendant left by his brother last time had such a powerful purifying effect.At this moment, after thinking about it again, this moment is considered to be understood, and I am afraid that I have neglected the other party's attention.

How could it be possible for the things sent by the brothers who met again after a few years to be ordinary things.

"His Royal Highness Minghu," the man with his black hair hanging loose behind him whispered the boy's name while gently raising his arm around the boy's shoulders. The man who was slightly taller than the boy leaned down slightly at this moment, and put his face close to the boy's. In front of the other party, he looked directly into the boy's shaky eyes, and asked in a warm voice, "You've always been a little absent-minded, is the wound still hurting?"

"..." It seemed that my thinking was interrupted by the sudden question of the god judge, and it seemed that he was a little surprised by this person who suddenly approached him. Minghu raised his eyes, but happened to look into the pair of water. Looking at his own reflection clearly reflected in the blue eyes, the boy paused for a moment before responding in a low voice, "No, it's not... Lord, the wound has long since stopped hurting. "

"Then..." the god judge opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

No, it's not that I don't know what to say, I just don't know how to say it.

He didn't know how to tell the boy, he never ignored the uneasiness shaking in those golden eyes.

"Master," Minghu didn't dwell on the other party's unfinished words, he was just a little surprised, "Did you borrow the spiritual power of the mountain master?"

"Yes, and no." Hearing this, the judge took the boy and sat under the giant tree, then reached out and took off the white jade pendant hanging around his neck and hung it in front of Minghu. Under the obvious puzzled expression of the other party, He explained softly, "The owner of the mountain is the medium, and the emerald flame dancing in the white jade is the source of spiritual power."

Facing the young man's still puzzled eyes, the god judge went on to say: "This cluster of emerald flames is not my spiritual power. You know, my spiritual power has always been blue. This white jade pendant is my spiritual power." brother's stuff."

"Is it the adult with the emerald eyes that I saw last time?" Minghu suddenly remembered the man who appeared not long ago and then disappeared in the pill.

"Yes," the judge with water-blue eyes nodded, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Our spiritual power is from the same source, but brother's spiritual power is stored in the trees, so I need the tree of the mountain lord As a medium to turn the spiritual power of the trees into one's own use, this green flame leaf is the passport."

"..." Minghu had never thought that the God Judge had such excellent and mysterious abilities. He always thought that the man sitting next to him was the object of his protection.

"Your Highness," the interrogator paid close attention to the boy's expression, and would never ignore the gloom in his eyes at this moment. The man softened his eyes, stretched out his hand and lifted the other's buried head slightly, and the red lines under the corners of the boy's eyes There was an inexplicable gleam of light, like the blurred light of a vermilion lantern in the middle of the night, which aroused the attention of the judge a little bit. He brushed the red lines under the boy's eyes with his thumb, and leaned over to meet him. The young man's foreheads touched, and his words were as gentle and calm as ever, with a slight sigh at the end, "His Royal Highness Minghu, what are you worrying about..."

The god judge stared deeply at Minghu.

Although the original sword in Honmaru is someone else, Minghu can be said to be the sword that accompanied him the longest. From the beginning of the establishment of Honmaru, along the way, the two have helped each other, trusted and loved each other, which has long been the norm.He has always admired this quiet but steady man.As the elder of the Kuritaguchi family, he has always stood silently in front of those juniors, shielding them from wind and rain, forgiving their immaturity, being satisfied with their joy, and sighing for their sorrow.The examiner could never forget the gentle look in those gilt eyes when he watched the group of daggers frolicking. It seemed to be the morning sun born in March, or the wind blowing from the lake in April. The gentle breeze filled with the unique tranquility of Minghu.

Later, after getting in touch with him a lot, the examiner discovered that Minghu was not always gentle and harmless, with the cunning and joy that appeared from time to time under those golden eyes, and the dark belly that was rarely revealed in his daily activities. All of them left traces in the eyes of the judges.Minghu's seriousness and stability, silence and gentleness, his self-confidence is clearer than anyone else.Therefore, his eyes couldn't help but follow the boy's trace, and his eyes couldn't help but reflect the boy's figure.

He thought that he probably couldn't let go of this boy.

"Master," Minghu didn't seem to hear the man's sighing ending, and only asked softly, "What's your plan for the next step?"

Hearing the young man's question, the interrogator came back to his senses, and after thinking for a while, he answered, "Since my spiritual power has recovered, I decided to go back. It's not difficult to break the barrier around this pill... just Whatever the situation is, you can only adapt accordingly.”

No one knows better than him the spiritual power circle around Honmaru. At first glance, it seems that there is no weakness, but in his eyes, the weakness is as eye-catching as diamonds in the gravel.

Hearing this, Minghu only raised his eyes to look at the people around him, moved his arms slightly, and confirmed that the wound on his back was no longer hindering his movements before saying: "Yes, as you wish." In his eyes, the previous wavering had completely disappeared, leaving only a determined expression.

In any case, Minghu will definitely protect you.