Fushangshen Parenting Collection

When Liu Xing said these words, he didn't think too much about it.

He was so stubborn that he was cut by the candlestick, so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, and when he realized what he said, he immediately regretted it.

It's not that I regret having to treat Da Juli, but I think it would be nice if what he said just now could be more tactful.

After all, Candlestick Che was the sadder one than the others.

Even if it is not Okurigara of the same Honmaru, the hundreds of years we have experienced together will not change. Facing a close friend, he must choose to die... Candlestick Che should be more sad than anyone .

...The candlestick cut him, what kind of mood did you have to say those words?

Thinking of this, Liu Xing regretted her carelessness even more, and carefully glanced at the candlestick.

His expression remained indifferent, and he couldn't tell if he was stabbed by Liu Xing's words.

But Liu Xing knew that Zhu Keqie was very sad at this moment.

"...I'm sorry!" Liu Xing grabbed Candlestick's hand and said guiltily, "I shouldn't have said that about you."

"I know you said these words for the sake of my safety," Liu Xing pressed her fingers, a little nervous, "but... I am dull and naive, never a clever child... always helpless Do it without seeing it.”

"If... If Dajuli is allowed to leave like this... I will... definitely not be able to face any Dajuli again."

"You, too, will definitely be tormented by self-blame and guilt for a long time...unforgettable."

"... Candlestick cut, I don't want to face other Okuri in the future, only sadness and sadness will fill my heart, he is such a gentle person... I hope that when I think of him, I can only be happy." Liu Xing shook Cut the hand under the candlestick, "What do you think?"

There were dozens of fusangshen standing in the room, but at this moment, apart from the crackling of the fire, nothing else could be heard.

It was as quiet as an abyss here, but there was only a ray of light in the child's eyes.

Candlestick cut finally took a step back.

After he tied up Dali Jialuo with a long rope and fixed it on the hand-to-stand, he asked Liu Xing to heal him.

Taigu Zhong Zhenzong wiped his tears while crying, and bowed deeply to Liu Xing: "...Thank you! Thank you for your willingness to save Dajuli!"

It was rare for Liu Xing to be thanked so solemnly, and he quickly waved his hands: "You're welcome, it's a little effort."

But everyone knows that it can't be summed up in four words to give Yizheng Dark Falling Knife a hand.

Taiko Zhong Zhenzong seemed to see hope, and finally showed a bright smile on his tear-stained face. He lay down on the income table and said to Okuri: "Okuri, it's okay, you will be fine! You won't die Already!"

Daguli stared at Taigu Zhong Zhenzong for a while, and when he looked at Liu Xing again, the scarlet color in his eyes faded a little, his expression changed from being selective to indifferent, and he cast his eyes on the ceiling without saying a word, as if Staring at something, it seems to be thinking about something, or just in a daze.

Candlestick Qie stood beside him, always on guard against possible riots, and the other Fusangshen also stood nearby to guard Liuxing in a very tacit understanding.

Fortunately, nothing dangerous happened.

Da Juli's injuries were too serious, as if he was on the edge of a broken knife, he had no strength to struggle, and he didn't seem to think about struggling.

But the process of getting in is still very difficult.

Liu Xing went through a lot of hardships to repair the sword in his hand, which was almost as heavy as the Taidao, and then quietly used the healing technique to swim through Da Juli's body several times.

There are horns on Da Juli's forehead, but in the process of handing in, Liu Xing found that there were similar bony spurs growing on Da Juli's knees, elbow joints, and spine, but they were not as obvious as on the forehead. The protrusion looks very small and can be covered with clothes.

Liu Xing sniffed, and could smell the strong dark smell on Da Juli's body.It seems a little abstract to describe the darkness with taste, but that's the case for Liu Xing.

It's somewhat similar to the smell of the retrograde army, but not exactly the same.

Okurita still retains some divinity.

Liu Xing's healing technique circulated several times in Da Juli's body, and the itching pain that seemed to rise from the depths of the bone marrow was also transmitted to Liu Xing along with the ability of empathy.

It was definitely not a comfortable feeling. The severe pain might be tolerable, but the pervasive itching made Liu Xing sweat all over his body. After a minute or two, he couldn't bear it any longer. I want to reach out and scratch, break the skin, go deep into the texture, and pull out the bones together.

Liu Xing withdrew her hand out of breath, not understanding why Da Juli could endure this kind of torture without moving a muscle.

Maybe it's just getting used to it?Liu Xing thought.I don't know how long Dajuli's dark and fallen appearance has been maintained, and he is tormented day and night, no matter how uncomfortable it is, it is already commonplace.

... Can it really be cured?dark fall.

Liu Xing couldn't help reaching out and lightly touched the horns on Daguri's forehead.

Da Juli turned his head suddenly, his sharp eyes were like a wild beast, staring at Liu Xing with bloodthirsty red eyes.

This time, without waiting for the candlestick to make a move, Taiko Zhong Zhenzong hugged Okuri's head first: "Okouri! No way!"

Okuri: "... Let go."

This was the first time Da Juli spoke after he came to the hand room.

His voice was low and hoarse, probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, and it was dry and rusty.

Taiko Zhong Zhenzong's eyes widened in surprise: "You... you actually talked?!" He looked at Liu Xing happily, "Da Juli hasn't said a word for more than two months! It must be you It works!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Liu Xing, but other Fu Sangshen were also stunned.

"Will the hands have an effect on Dark Fall?" Yizheng Qingguang asked the medicine researcher beside him in shock.

"I—I've never heard of it," Yaoyan was obviously shocked, and pushed his glasses several times in a row, "Could it be that Shizheng has developed a new manual method? It's impossible..."

The five tigers stepped back and looked like they were about to cry: "Really? Then...the big brother, is he saved? Can I, can I bring him here too?"

Candlestick Cut's face darkened: "Liu Xing, did you—" use the healing technique?Can the healing technique also cure the dark fall?

Liu Xing looked blank, "No, I shouldn't have done it..."

Liu Xing could smell it, and the dark smell on Da Juli showed no sign of dissipating.

Da Juli was silent for a while, and then said: "...I didn't talk before, because I didn't want to talk to you."

The tears of Taiko Zhong Zhenzong weeping with joy were held back halfway and could not be shed.

Lucy: "..."

Candlestick cut: "..."

Yao Yan finally recovered from the shock: "The influence of the dark fall is irreversible, and I haven't heard of a case where it can be cured."

"But..." Liu Xing asked unwillingly, "Is there any possibility of suppression? As long as it doesn't get worse, everyone should be able to stay awake..."

Yaken's eyes are clear purple, obviously there is no sign of dark fall, his eyes become a little gentler when looking at Liu Xing, "It is very difficult to suppress dark fall, all negative emotions will accelerate dark fall, especially against dark fall In the process of falling, all negative emotions of Fu Sangshen will be magnified."

"Angry, hatred, and despair are like contagious diseases, slowly eroding their divinity from point to point." Yao Yan lowered his eyes, with a cold expression, "A firm belief might help...but The reason for Fu Sangshen's dark fall is there, how many people can be firm enough not to be swallowed by hatred and despair?"

After Liu Xing listened, she subconsciously looked at her hand.

...As long as I am firm enough, I can suppress the process of dark fall...Then if I can control their emotions——

Candlestick pressed Liu Xing's arm firmly.

"Don't even think about it." Candlestick Che said calmly, "Take care of yourself."

"..." Liu Xing knew that there was no room for change in this matter, so he nodded and remained silent without speaking.

The purchase lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon, when Liu Xing was free and had a chance to have lunch.

I heard that the food was prepared by the song fairy, but Liu Xing felt that the taste was not the same as the song fairy's craftsmanship in his own pill.

Liu Xing told Candlesticks this question, and Candlesticks replied: "Because the song fairy has always seasoned according to your favorite taste, this song fairy from Honmaru... probably seasoned it according to his own preferences."

Liu Xing suddenly realized, and savored the lunch very carefully.

"Next time I want to cook a meal for Song Xian," Liu Xing said, "use the seasoning that Song Xian likes for him."

However, Liu Xing's craftsmanship is not very good, and he has only done it a few times in home economics class, so it's hard to say whether he can reproduce it.

Candlestick cut had to promise that he would help too.

Liu Xing looked at Candlestick Cut for a while, then suddenly asked: "What kind of seasoning does Candlestick Cut like?"

Candlestick was taken aback.

Liu Xing didn't wait for an answer, she frowned and said, "I thought I understood what you like to eat...but now that I think about it, I don't seem to understand very well."

Because all the food in this pill came according to his preferences, even if Candlestick Che showed a little more love for a certain food, it might not be what he really likes.

Candlestick couldn't help but wipe the corner of Liu Xing's mouth with a tissue: "I will only deliver the things I like to your mouth."

As a result, Liu Xing was raised so that even his taste was almost exactly the same as his.

After eating, Liu Xing didn't go back to the God Inspector's office on the second floor, but begged Candlestick to jump up to the roof with him in his arms, and sat on the moss-covered eaves to look around.

It seems that because everyone has been taken in, there are many more Fusangshen who go out than what they saw in the morning, but the whole Honmaru is still lifeless.

There was still no smile on the faces of this group of Fusangshen.

"Candlestick cut..." Liu Xing sat in Candlestick's arms and asked him in a low voice, "What will this Honmaru become?"

Candlestick didn't answer, but instead asked Liu Xing: "What do you want them to become?"

Liu Xing thought for a while, "I hope..."

"I hope they're doing well."