Hunter's Honeymoon Handbook

Qi Ya finally opened his eyes after being in a coma for a day and a night.

"—Xiaojie?!"

The first time he opened his eyes, he stood up abruptly, looking for Xiaojie in a hurry.

Afterwards, a pair of familiar warm hands grasped his right hand, Qi Ya was taken aback for a moment, turned around and saw Xiaojie kneeling beside him with a smile on his face.

"I'm here, I've been here, I haven't left."

Qi Ya opened his mouth, he stared at the smiling face in front of him that had appeared in his dreams countless times in the past three years, his eyes were a little dry.

He lowered his head, stretched out his held right hand, and in Xiaojie's slightly dazed eyes, he traced his familiar face covered with tiny bloodstains over and over again.

Xiaojie followed his cherishing and caressing movement, and then looked at his cautious posture of shrinking slightly, not daring to raise his head, but his eyes were red.

He bent down and hugged Qi Ya's head.

"It's me, not a dream."

"But the body here is not my body, and this me will disappear after one day."

He paused at the second sentence, but finally said the truth.

After hearing his words, Qi Ya held his hand tightly and looked up in a panic.

"Disappear?! How did Leon treat you..."

"No, it has nothing to do with him. This body is a puppet made for me by Brother Motibite. Do you still remember the Sea God Festival we participated in NGL a few years ago? My current body is similar to Metibite at that time."

Xiaojie shook his head.

Qi Ya showed a look of surprise.

"Metis? Why does he want to help you?"

"I'm not very clear. According to what he meant, he wanted to ask me to save Leon, but he was vague, and I didn't know how to act."

Xiaojie scratched his head, and simply gave Qiya the relationship between Metis Leonabe and the three of them.

After listening to Xiaojie's report, Qi Ya also fell into confusion.

"Indeed, as you said, Leon is now in an absolute advantage, and he played us a few times before that. He is simply a typical character with an uncertain personality... a guy like this needs someone else to help him. help?"

"I can't imagine what difficulties he has encountered now. Even if it's annoyance, it's because annoyance hasn't found a better way to tease us."

Qi Ya snorted coldly in disdain, then frowned, and suddenly remembered an important matter.

He raised his wrist and stared at the timer in his hand, lost in thought.

"I was in a coma for a day and a night... There are less than thirty hours left, no, I have to go now."

As he said that, he wanted to get up, but when he got up, he pulled the wound on his abdomen, and suddenly shrank with pain, and fell back to sit down again.

Seeing this, Xiaojie stretched out his hand, grabbed Qi Ya's head, and pressed it on his shoulder.

"Okay, okay, Qi Ya, your injury is not healed yet, let's take a rest."

He lightly pressed the cloth tied tightly around Qi Ya's abdomen, and made a secret estimate.

The fungi in this world have various effects. Following Metis' tips, he found a healing fungus similar to the chamomile fungus. The hyphae of this fungus are as sticky as spider silk, and can Accelerate blood circulation and wound regeneration, it's only a day, Qi Ya

The wound on the stomach has shrunk and scabbed.

Although the movement is not hindered, it is still very reluctant.

"...Only 10 minutes."

Qi Ya inhaled slowly, relieved the pain, smiled helplessly, closed his eyes and rubbed his head against Xiaojie's shoulder following Xiaojie's strength.

"Well, I know."

Seeing that he was subdued, Xiaojie smiled knowingly, gently rubbed his slightly long bangs, and looked down at Qi Ya's jade-white face in ecstasy.

It turned out to be three years.

Before Xiaojie's eyes, the timeline that had not been very clear before spread out. His eyes left Qi Ya's facial features, which were more profound than three years ago, and turned to look at his tall nose bridge, and stretched out his fingers. Twisted his too long silver hair.

"...Does Kiya still like Mel's chocolate in Sky Arena?"

He suddenly asked a nonsensical question.

Qi Ya closed his eyes and snorted softly.

"There's no doubt about it. Even if I'm old, I'll still like chocolate. Isn't that natural?"

"Hey, that's great."

Xiaojie grabbed Qiya's slightly disheveled silver hair lightly, his eyes full of warm nostalgia.

"When we go back, let's go to the Sky Arena and eat our fill."

Qi Ya responded softly with a nasal voice, and rubbed Xiaojie's neck affectionately with his side face.

Although others said that he lacked the experience of getting along with Xiaojie that year, he didn't feel any awkwardness about being close to Xiaojie and being close to Xiaojie.

The lost time is just a blank page in his emotional diary, but the cover of this diary has already written the two characters like "Like".

Even if the content is blank, the conclusion is clear.

That is like, I like you, I love you.

No matter how long time has separated us, this feeling will be ignited when we reunite.

At the same time, outside this warm space, Bisky turned his head with a smirk on his face, and gave Jin a thumbs up with his arms crossed behind his back.

"Jin, why don't you just give up, these two people have already been twisted into one thread, and they can't be dismantled by force."

Jin Zhongzhong snorted, didn't speak any more, just turned his head and jumped on a layer of superior mushroom cap with a depressed face, facing everyone with a bleak back.

Boys are not allowed to stay, alas.

The same mood appeared in the heart of Yi Ermi, who had a blank expression on the side.

He also only glanced at the situation over there, then turned his eyes away unbearably, looked at Hisoka who was peeking around with gusto, thought for a while, grabbed Hisoka by the back collar, and lifted him up return.

"...Huh?"

Hisoka squinted his eyes and looked back at Yi Ermi with a puzzled expression.

Unexpectedly, Yiermi just looked down at him, waved his hand, and suddenly threw him under the tree, and then jumped off himself.

Hisoka who was thrown into the air: "..."

Do you think there must be such a special way for the two of you to be alone?

Is there anything that can save my lover's violent tendencies, or does he want to use violence on me just by seeing his brother Kira?

Hisoka was suddenly tired.

Under the cap at the top of the velvet tree, Kurapika supported Aluka who had just woken up, stroked his hair, and gave him a sip of the dew collected in the morning.

Unlike everyone else, Ya Lujia didn't read, so the past few days of running around had already made him lose a lot of weight, but he never complained of suffering.

But at the same time, he also has one troublesome thing now.

"No... I still can't contact Nanika. It seems that Nanika has fallen into a deep sleep since entering this world. No matter how I call him, he hasn't woken up."

Alluka shook her head in distress.

"yes···"

Kurapika sighed.

Ever since I came to the mirror world, I have never stopped worrying, and various emergencies have emerged one after another.

With less than thirty hours left, can they really stop Leon successfully?

After observing the situation on their side for a while, Kuroro, who had been standing hidden behind him, shook his head with a low smile, and raised his hand to close the Thief's Ultimate Intent that was opened in his hand.

"I really want to see Xiaojie's ability in the legend that healed that kind of appearance. What a pity."

If possible, I really want to steal it.

With a wave of his hand, the Thief's Ultimate Intent turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared into his open palm.

After everyone trimmed up, they brought a large amount of fungal liposomes and set off quickly.

Under the leadership of Xiaojie, who knew the dangers of the road ahead, they successfully bypassed the gathering place of a large number of dangerous monsters. It took only one day to arrive at a place close to the mirrored sky arena.

From the gap at the top of the mushroom tree, Kiya looked up at the sky arena standing quietly at the end of the horizon in a line in the distance, and turned his head to look at Xiaojie standing side by side.

At this time, Xiaojie's puppet was showing faint signs of collapse. Most of his skin had turned green, and his eyeballs had also turned into inorganic woody forms. Many new green branches grew from his joints, making the His movements became extremely stiff.

"I'm going back soon, Kiya."

He opened a pair of dull eyes, leaned forward and put his arms around Qi Ya's shoulder.

Qi Ya didn't know why, seeing Xiaojie in such a form, a picture of him lying on the hospital bed and dying suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and the tip of his nose suddenly felt sore.

He opened his mouth, the look in his eyes changing.

"Xiaojie, before you..."

Has it ever looked so lifeless?

It seems that I have indeed forgotten many important things.

Thinking of this, Qi Ya couldn't help but want to turn around and kiss Xiaojie, but his hand blocked his face.

"...No hurry, wait until I really come back to do this."

"Just hug me."

A happy smile appeared on Xiaojie's stiff wooden puppet face.

I don't want Qi Ya to kiss the puppet, that's too bad.

Qi Ya was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously, and stretched out his arms to hug Xiaojie's body tightly.

Xiaojie also reached out and hugged him back.

However, after a few seconds, Xiaojie's arm around him suddenly loosened, and it fell limply.

Qi Ya froze and bit his lip tightly.

On the other side, Xiaojie in the Mirror Sky Arena suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he felt a soft touch on the back of his head, then he was startled, and when he looked up, he saw Xingkong's gentle smiling face looking down at him.

It turned out that Xingkong put his head on his lap as a pillow.

"Welcome home, Jay."

He touched Xiaojie's hair full of stubble.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Xiaojie turned his head to look at the Metis potted plant that was standing in the corner without any movement, and then turned back to look at the starry sky, with a smile on his face.

"Well, I'm back."

Brother Moti, I probably guessed Leon's purpose.

But I can't save him, I'm really sorry.

The author has something to say:

Who the hell said that the Xinben Knife Forging Hall is simple, I want to kill him, I went to perform yesterday, and played until after one o'clock in the evening, and got up this morning to code words.