The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

Camillo's eyes were lost for a moment, he opened his mouth, and repeated in a daze: "The blue bird..."

The scene of the blue sparrow fighting hard again appeared in front of his eyes, just to kill Matthew and himself, the tearing pain hit the bottom of his heart, his spiritual field resonated violently, he supported the broken His body was precariously walking towards the woman, the blood in his eyes spread, and he was on the verge of madness.

"Tsk..." The woman suddenly moved and flashed to Camillo's side, and the silver needle hidden in her sleeve pierced Camillo's chest quickly and accurately.

Camillo's movements froze suddenly, and he felt a rush of blood in his chest, and he couldn't help vomiting out a mouthful of black blood, and the red light in his eyes dissipated at the same time.

The woman crossed her arms and said leisurely: "If you go crazy now, you won't be able to live."

Camillo was stunned. He inexplicably felt that the man's method of using the silver needle was very similar to that of the blue sparrow, and after vomiting a mouthful of black blood just now, he felt that the realm of consciousness had become clearer, and the restless spiritual field had also calmed down. down.

The woman stared at his surprised and puzzled look, and couldn't help but smile with the corners of her lips curled up. The familiar smile was obviously mixed with a bit of teasing.

"Hehe, should I say you are dull, or..." She paused, and put her hand on Camelot's forehead, "Or you have a fever and your sense of smell is so dull that you can't even distinguish the breath of your fellow clansmen?" .”

"Are you—the Dragon Clan!?" Camilo was startled suddenly, chasing soldiers?not like.This woman looked much older than him. According to the age of the dragon, she should be about 40 to [-] years old like the seven ghosts.

The woman raised her eyebrows, acquiescing to the question.Then she turned her wrist and inserted the knife back into the scabbard behind his waist, so skillfully that she didn't even need to use her eyes to see.

"Come with me, kid, but I'll be the first to say, I'll help you just because I'm a doctor, not because of any fellowship." The woman said lazily, and she half-forced Camillo into a room. As soon as she entered the house, she threw a quilt to Camillo, and then lit the only fire in the house.

"Really, don't you feel the cold? You actually walk in the snow with so little clothes on." She grabbed Camillo's left hand, and she could vaguely see that the nails on her fingers had turned blue from the cold, "But... you may Is it true that I can’t feel it, is there still feeling in my left arm?”

Camillo pursed his lips tightly. He shook his head first, then nodded again. He stared at the other party guardedly, and asked again: "Who are you?"

"It's basic courtesy to state your own name before asking someone else's name."

"..." Camillo stared at her with narrowed eyes and pursed his lips tightly.

"Stubborn guy," the woman raised her eyebrows indifferently, and she sat cross-legged beside Camillo, "My name is Huowu, but I haven't used this code name for many years. My real name is Kiria."

Kiria?Camillo was taken aback. He seemed to have heard Matthew mention this name. When he was about to ask a question, he saw Kylia cutting open the bandage on his left shoulder with a knife.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

As soon as the words finished, Kiriya's knife was already attached to his chin. She said with a "friendly" smile, "The first rule is that when I am treating, the patient is not allowed to talk nonsense to me."

Seeing that Camillo shut his mouth, she took back the knife in satisfaction, and then turned the knife around her fingertips, and all the bandages were cut off, and the scarred left arm was completely/naked/exposed, "Tsk, this is completely It was cut off, what a pity."

Then, she condensed a sharp spiritual pressure line from her fingers, pressed into the sutured part of the wound, and cut off the closed wound without hesitation.

Camillo groaned and shouted, "Uh, what are you doing!"

"If you want this arm to be abolished slowly, you can leave now." Kylia held him coldly, she stared at the inside of the wound, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "What the hell is this sewing thing?" What did the blue bird do? All the muscles and bones are wrong, and it is really brave to dare to come out to harm the patients at a half-baked level."

Sweat dripped from Camillo's forehead. He endured the pain and asked, "Are you the teacher of the blue bird...?" He vaguely remembered that Matthew called her Teacher Kiria.

"Trouble and thank you once," Kylia didn't even look at him, staring at the wound all the time, she intertwined the spiritual pressure thread in her hands, stretched it flexibly into the wound, and corrected the glued wrong place, "said So, Blue Sparrow mentioned me to you?"

"Uh, not really."

"Tch—but it's reasonable, my name is taboo in Dragon Valley."

"why?"

"Hehe, why are you so innocent that you don't know anything, as for me... but the dragon head who betrayed Dragon Valley. Then how did you know about my relationship with Blue Bird, guess?"

"I heard Matthew mention your name."

Kylia was taken aback, and she stared at Camelot with disbelief: "Matthew? You can't possibly be talking about the former young master Matthew, right? He died a long time ago."

Camillo pursed his lips, his eyes were particularly solemn.

Kylia stared at the kid's face, and raised her chin in displeasure: "Second rule, patients must answer my questions truthfully, otherwise—don't blame me for trembling hands during treatment. Regarding Matthew, please tell me Tell what you know!"

Camillo frowned. Although this person has a bad temper, since she is the teacher of the blue bird, she does have the right to know what happened to the blue bird. Camillo said awkwardly: "Actually, Matthew He didn't die in the place of trial..." He didn't mention his identity, but he fully told the story of discovering Matthew, and Lan Que leading them to Dragon Valley, and being separated at last. As he continued to speak, his heart became heavier. At this moment, a gentle palm fell on the top of his head.

Then, rub it super rudely!

"I'm talking about you, don't you want to be so heavy that I feel a little sad for my old lady," Kiria said angrily, "It's just that life and death are unknown, so don't act like they are already dead, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Kiria continued to sew up the wound. Although she looked open on the surface, her hands were shaking, and the sharp-edged spiritual pressure thread in her hand trembled, causing Camillo's expression to distort in pain, " Okay, okay, I also believe that they can survive a catastrophe... But are you sure you can do it?"

Kylia gave him a blank look, but she still collected herself and carefully pulled out the last thread. The wound was slowly fitted together, avoiding the blood vessels throughout the process, without a trace of blood seeping out.

"Okay, try moving your fingers."

Since Camillo's left arm was automatically injured, it has been almost in a state of numbness, and it is almost impossible to move his fingers. But this time when he did what Kiria said, his knuckles moved slightly, and there was a moment. A bone marrow-like unobstructed feeling spread across the arms.

Kylia checked the pulse on his wrist, and could clearly feel that the pulse was beating stronger than before. The blood had been circulating smoothly under the circuit she built. She was finally relieved. Fortunately, this kid had a blue Que helped him connect his arm in time, and later someone used excellent wound medicine, otherwise this arm would almost certainly be useless.

She glanced at the scales on Camillo's neck, and her eyes sank imperceptibly. How much hardship did this child go through before he was forced to scale.

Kiriya said again: "Okay, it's the turn of the right next, can you move your right hand now?"

Camillo: "If you mean fingers... barely move."

Kylia sighed again. She leaned Camillo on a wooden board, cut open the wound and examined it. Although the right side was only injured on the shoulder, the wound was infected. In the harsh environment of cold, the infection that had just been suppressed by drugs worsened again.

"You...you are ruining other people's minds." She habitually blamed her with the attitude of an elder, why did she run out without authorization after being rescued, and was actually tricked into the blockade area by her former friends Come on, how innocent is this child? Hasn't he seen the dark side of the world since he was a child?

Wait...Simple, I have never seen the dark side of the world since I was a child... If there is any Dragon Clan in the world who did not grow up in the Dragon Valley where the weak eat the strong, there is only one possibility.

Kylia looked at him fixedly and asked, "What is your name?"

"That... thank you for helping me heal my injury. I should actually trust you. My name is Camillo."

The second young master of the Dragon Clan... Kiria was so shocked that she almost bit her own tongue and stammered, "You, you, you are in Dragon Valley! Didn't you get taken away by Amedeo since you were a child?!"

Camillo asked in surprise, "Do you know what happened that year?"

Kiriya's expression cracked, why is it him? She rubbed her hair violently, and sighed in despair: "Because——I was involved in that matter."

Camillo quickly asked: "What happened back then, why was I taken away by the demon god? Did you betray the Dragon Clan because of this?"

"This, this can be regarded as part of the reason," Kiria said with a sneer, "Actually..."

In fact, the truth of the matter is that in order to help her subordinates escape from Dragon Valley, she deliberately spread rumors that the young master was the son of a demon god, and lured that person to come to Dragon Valley to hijack dragon eggs. Luan led the people to rebel against the Dragon Clan.

"This is really..." The development of the matter was simply unexpected, and Camillo could no longer use words to describe his feelings at the moment.

Ji Liya propped her forehead, and sighed, "We can meet here. This is probably the so-called evil fate. I owe you. Now I will go through all kinds of dangers to heal your right hand."