Yang Jian, is this yours?

No matter how Huang Tianhua struggled, this matter was put on hold after all. The final outcome was that Yang Jian and Qingxi took Huang Tianhua and Nezha away, but Kong Xuan did not stop this matter. I don’t know if it was because of his disdain or something else. What's the reason, but before Huang Tianhua left, Kong Xuan seized the opportunity and shot a feathered arrow on his ass——

If Qingxi hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

In short, Nezha also woke up after Huang Tianhua was carried back by Yang Jian. The first thing he did was to look around in confusion and satisfaction, and the people who were worried about him yawned in satisfaction, as if Just woke up from a dream.

The people around were silent for a while and all dispersed and left. Only Jin Zha worriedly asked Nezha if he was okay.

"What can he do?" Mu Zha glanced at Nezha and said, "He's better than anyone else."

Nezha pouted at the two of them, asked Qingxi Yang Jian about the situation of the war without looking at them, then said hello and left.

Jin Zha didn't care, he just smiled softly at Qingxi and the two of them and cupped his hands: "Thank you two for saving Nezha."

"Nezha is also our junior brother." Yang Jian said with a smile: "He is a little troublesome on weekdays, but he is a good boy."

Jin Zha nodded with a smile in his eyes, and left with Mu Zha, leaving Yang Jian and Qing Xi alone.

Qingxi's face was a little hot, because just now Yang Jian said that Nezha is 'our junior brother'.

--our.

Hey.

Yang Jian had already covered the back of Qingxi's head with his big hand and gently stroked twice, saying, "You are tired too, let's go back and rest."

Qingxi nodded.

Yang Jian and Qing Xi looked at each other, and felt that his dark eyes seemed to be filled with stars. He looked a little happy, and Yang Jian felt a lot more relaxed.

But when Qingxi was walking, he realized that his feet were aching.

Yang Jian saw that he was walking a little staggeringly, and after asking why, he half hugged Qingxi and frowned and took off his shoes and socks. He saw that Qingxi's white socks had been stained red with blood, and the sides of his feet were covered with blood. Something made a gash, and the bleeding from the wound stopped by itself.

"Does it hurt?"

Qingxi nodded.

He didn't know where he was injured in advance, and he always felt some pain in his feet, but now he realized it after seeing it.

He is not a person who likes to show his injuries and illnesses in front of others, but he did not hide himself in front of Yang Jian.

"I'll take you back to get the medicine."

Without saying a word, Yang Jian hugged Qingxi in his arms and went back. Qingxi buried her head in his chest. Yang Jian's armor had already been taken off, and his white Taoist robe revealed his body temperature. Gradually, he followed Yang Jian's gentle steps. Qingxi fell into a deep sleep.

"Tell me next time you get hurt, little fool."

Hearing these words faintly, Qingxi smiled, and hooked Yang Jian's collar with his fingers.

When Qingxi woke up satisfied, Yang Jian was reading a book at the table, Qingxi stared at his handsome profile for a long time without blinking, suddenly Yang Jian turned around and looked at him, Qingxi's heart twitched With a jump, I felt a kind of embarrassment and shyness of being caught.

"Did you sleep well?"

Qingxi nodded and sat up.

"I was worrying about how to call you." Yang Jian said with a smile, "Master Uncle just ordered us to discuss the strategy of defeating the enemy, and you woke up within a quarter of an hour."

"That's just a coincidence." Qing Xi brushed her hair, and then asked as if thinking of something: "Have you ever rested?"

"Take a nap."

Yang Jian came over to help Qingxi put on the shoes, only then did Qingxi notice that his feet had been bandaged, his toes were white and tender, stepping on Yang Jian's palm, there was an indescribable charm.

Yang Jian held it loosely, and then gave a low laugh. Hearing his laughter, Qingxi panicked again and wanted to pull her foot out.

However, Yang Jian held him to prevent him from moving around, and even scraped his feet with his fingers, Qingxi immediately stopped moving.

Yang Jian took off the bandage and found that Qingxi's wound had completely healed.

"I'll help you put on your shoes and socks."

"I will do it myself!"

Qingxi still wanted to move again, but Yang Jian had already held down his dishonest feet and began to put socks on him involuntarily.

After the shoes were put on, Qingxi's beating heart gradually calmed down, but Yang Jian pinched the fluffy ball on his shoes again and said, "It's so cute."

what--

Can't you tell that Big Brother Yang likes such fluffy balls?

Qingxi thought to himself, why not give him a bunch of these rabbit pompoms next time.

Jiang Ziya's meeting mainly revolved around Kong Xuan's five-color divine light and what race Kong Xuan was, and everyone had different answers to this.

"Maybe he's a vixen." Nezha guessed, "He looks pretty good."

"No, he doesn't smell like a fox." Huang Tianhua retorted, he smelled pretty good, with a fresh smell of mountains and forests, but he naturally wouldn't say that, otherwise his old man Huang Feihu might interrupt him on the spot legs.

"Maybe it's a snake spirit." Lei Zhenzi guessed.

"Weasel spirit?" This is Mu Zha.

"It's unlikely," Jin Zha retorted gently, "I think he's handsome and powerful, and I'm afraid the prototype is not simple."

After a fruitless quarrel, everyone fell into contemplation again, and finally decided unanimously to ask for foreign aid.

Taoist Lu Ya appeared at this time. Before that, Yang Jian had just left to supervise the transportation of grain and grass. Because he was afraid that the merchant army would mess up, Jiang Ziya asked Yang Jian to take on this important task.

"Report, there is a person outside the tent asking to see you."

Qingxi and the others were still in the marshal's tent at the moment, and they immediately sent someone up after hearing the news, but when the person who came opened the curtain door, the handsome and unparalleled face immediately made everyone fall silent.

——The person who came was Taoist Lu Ya.

Jiang Ziya hurriedly greeted him and said, "Brother Dao, what is the matter?"

"I heard that you were retreating, so I came to see Kong Xuan." Lu Ya replied lightly, but the moment his eyes saw Huang Tianhua, there was an additional sense of inquiry, but it passed away so quickly that no one noticed. .

"Brother Dao, do you have a way to subdue this Kong Xuan?" Jiang Ziya asked hurriedly.

Lu Ya shook his head and said: "Kong Xuan is a person who bears the Dafa, so there will be someone destined to subdue him, but that person is not me."

Jiang Ziya was both happy and worried, so he had to ask again: "Fellow Taoist, do you know who that person is?"

Lu Ya shook his head and stopped talking. He saw Qingxi standing on the edge of the crowd, and when Qingxi and him met each other's eyes, he smiled and looked away.

This Qingxi is a variable.

Lu Ya thought to himself, he calculated that this battle must be tragic, and Huang Tianhua should die, but he didn't know that he had survived until now, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad. Back then, he figured out the will of heaven and sent a few disciples to fight Seeing them die alive, he thought he was right, but seeing Huang Tianhua who was chatting with the people around him now, he didn't know whether he was right or wrong.

Something is changing silently.