Xuanwu Rebirth Diary

"Ahh-!"

"Ahh-!!"

Yueliang really caught the wind and cold, his nose was red, and he sneezed wherever he went, and the echo of his sneezing was everywhere in the house.

Tai Yang wanted to help him very much, but the emperor himself was too weak. A few days ago, he forcibly used his spiritual power to illuminate, but now the double loss has returned, and he even struggled to move his paws.

A few days ago, the two were still alive and well exploring the sea, running wildly on the ice, and fighting wits and courage with the Kun of the Mountain University, but now they seemed to be infected by the plague, lying on the bed motionless.

It is a big deal for a divine beast to catch a cold, and it must be healed when its condition is mild. Otherwise, when the illness becomes severe and there is no panacea for the divine beast in the primitive environment of the wilderness, it will have to wait to die.

Yueliang is honest now, and finally he is willing to stay at home to recover from his illness.

The quilt was warm, like a big stove, I don't know whose body temperature was too high, Yue Liang put his hands on it for a while, and felt the quilt was hot, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

The temperature is hotter than himself, that can only be too hot.

Tai Yang was hiding half of his head in the quilt, and the dragon's horn was on top of the quilt, protruding the outline.Yue Liang lifted the quilt, and suddenly found that his dragon's horns were covered with brilliant golden cracks, surging like molten lava, coming out hot.

His nose keenly picked up a scent, and Yue Liang was shocked, "Ah Lang, your horns scalded the quilt right through."

This is the skin of a sea monster, the treasure of the illusory seabed, he burned it to pieces!

Tai Yang raised his eyelids weakly, closed them tightly again, and hummed weakly.

Yue Liang stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, "Is it hard?"

"... Tired." Tai Yang said weakly.

He seldom showed any signs of weakness, Yue Liang felt worried, pinched his paws to explore the spiritual veins, and carefully checked the previous wounds to confirm that the old wounds had not recurred, and the direction of the spiritual flow in his body was also normal.

Yue Liang finally turned his attention to his dragon horns.

Tai Yang's old horns have been torn apart by themselves, and new horns grow within the old horns, slowly growing, becoming hard and sharp, and the horn sheath of the old horns is broken to complete the horn replacement.

However, although the dragon's horn is tough, it is still a fragile part of the dragon's body. It is usually confronted with external forces, but if there is an internal change, this horn becomes a fatal weakness.

The new horn is very easy to break, if it is accidentally broken at this juncture, the heavenly spirit vein hidden in the dragon horn will be broken directly, and Tai Yang will perish due to the exhaustion of spiritual power.

Now the new horn was hidden in the horn sheath of the old horn, and those hot golden cracks were proof that it was growing.

Yue Liang immediately put a hundred thoughts on his mind, carefully moved Tai Yang to the cushion and lay down, took the only animal fur in the house, covered him, and wrapped it tightly.

Empty everything around the head to make sure the dragon's horns won't be touched by anything.

Tai Yang turned his head, gave him a weak look, and moved his lips.

"Don't move around. I'll look for the cold medicine that Dong Qin gave me last time. That thing can reduce the fire. Maybe you'll feel better after taking it."

Yue Liang was so distressed that he didn't care about himself at all, he climbed out of bed and ran to get the medicine bag, put it on the stove to fry, and then stayed by the stove all the time.

After the medicine was cooked, Tai Yang didn't even have the strength to open his mouth, the whole dragon panted terribly.

Yue Liang had no choice but to bring a small spoon, pry open his mouth and pour it in little by little, but fortunately Tai Yang could swallow it by himself.

This medicine can't be poured too much at one time, otherwise it will wash away the fire that protects the body.

Yueliang feeds him every half an hour, and sometimes he feels too much spiritual power escaping from the cracks in the new horn, and when Taiyang groans in pain, he has to go to the basement to find a barrel for storing spiritual flow, and medicines. Mix and fry before feeding.

Although it was extremely troublesome, he did it very patiently, and it can even be said that he has no regrets.

The process of changing roles was very fast and came suddenly.

Yueliang guarded Taiyang all day, and when the evening approached, he was too tired to hold on, so he lay down beside the bed and fell asleep.

His face was burning red, his breathing was heavy, and he looked tired.

After Tai Yang woke up, he raised his head, took a hard look at Yue Liang, resisted the sharp pain in his corner, and quietly moved to the other side of the bed.

The horn sheath was about to fall off, and he was afraid that he would get cold if he was frightened, so he silently endured it.

The spirit veins spread throughout the entire dragon horn like the root system of a tree, and when the horn is broken, a large number of spirits will flow out, which is quite a terrifying scene for the beast.

He also changed horns once in his previous life. At that time, Yue Liang thought he was going to die from exhaustion, and even cried in fright. He didn't want Yue Liang to be scared a second time.

It's a pity that he really can't move his body, otherwise he would like to hide further, it's better to get into the sea.

Tai Yang closed his eyes tightly, bit the groan to death in his mouth, and tried his best to breathe steadily.

He could clearly feel that his dragon horns were cracking.

This horn, which has gone through catastrophes without any injuries, is now using self-destructive methods to make him stronger.

Spiritual currents began to flow out from the wound, not like those produced in the mine, nor like the golden light when he was injured last time, these spiritual currents were reddish gold, flowing slowly from the wound.

It looks like water but has no feeling of touch. It gathers on the animal skin and the bed, and gradually gathers into a pool of spiritual flow.

Tai Yang felt that if he was a human race, then his current state would be similar to falling in a pool of blood.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain, as if someone grabbed his spine and wanted to pull it out alive, and the pain spread from the root of the horn to the whole body in an instant.

Tai Yang couldn't help but twitched violently, a moment of darkness flashed before his eyes, and it took him a long time to recover.

The bed moved slightly, waking Yueliang awake.

He raised his head, and what he saw was the tragic scene of spirit flowing into a river.

Tai Yang curled up on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, the dragon's horn was torn apart, it looked like he failed to change the horn, and he was about to die.

Yue Liang yelled in horror, and looked at Tai Yang, tears immediately came down.

"Oh... Ah Lang, don't, don't let anything happen to you, you..."

His words were stuck in his throat all of a sudden, unable to speak, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch it, but he didn't dare to touch it at all, he was terrified.

When Yueliang came back from rebirth, he didn't remember that this was a normal phenomenon when the martial beasts changed their horns, and he didn't understand why Tai Yang had an accident.

The conditions in Dahuang were extremely poor, and it was impossible to recover from such a serious injury.

He suddenly fell into horrific despair.

Tai Yang raised his eyes with difficulty, wanting to explain, but all the strength of the whole body was used to channel the spiritual flow, shedding the horn sheaths formed by the old horns, and there was no extra energy to speak.

He had no choice but to try his best to stretch out his claws, tremblingly resting on the back of Yue Liang's hands.

The other party looked at him tearfully.

Tai Yang's eyes were full of thousands of words, eager to explain the current situation clearly, but he didn't have the strength to speak up, the words came to his lips, and a sigh escaped.

This sigh is like the last trace of stubbornness when life comes to an end.

Yueliang suddenly collapsed, weeping, his voice was hoarse and trembling, "Taiyang, don't die, I'll give you my horn... Please, don't leave me... You're gone, I'm reborn, what's the matter?" What's the point?"

"Don't go, okay, don't go..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he shook his head desperately, but he was at a loss as to what to do. In the end, only the cry of grief remained.

Tai Yang looked at him, feeling extremely distressed, he held his breath in his chest and couldn't get it out, his breathing was short of breath, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes widened.

The mighty spiritual flow accumulated in the new horn has reached its peak, and the old horn sheath has been swollen.

With a pop, the horn sheath burst open, and the sharp new horns glowed with a beautiful luster.

It's finally over.

The pain disappeared suddenly, Taiyang was so tired that he lay heavily on the pillow, looking at Yueliang speechlessly.

"... Huh?" Yue Liang was startled by the sound of the small explosion, wiped away his tears, and looked over with hazy eyes.

Tai Yang's dragon horn is still there, and it seems to have been replaced with a new one, beautiful and beautiful, without any scars.

He stared blankly for a long time, unable to react, he seemed to have lost his mind.

The bed was covered with terrifying red-gold spiritual currents flowing slowly, from which grew many flower vines condensed by spiritual currents.

The orange lilies are in full bloom, and they seem to be lying in a sea of ​​flowers.

After a while, the spiritual flow completely dissipated in the air, except for a few pieces of broken horn sheaths, the bed returned to its usual appearance.

Yue Liang stared blankly at Tai Yang.

Tai Yang also looked at him, his expression full of helplessness.

He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously approached, with tears still in his eyes, "Ah Lang, are you okay?"

Tai Yang looked at him deeply for a long time, then seemed to smile, raised his face and touched his forehead lightly.

This kiss really took all his strength.

Yue Liang blinked, and two lines of tears flowed down again.

"You scared me, and you didn't tell me beforehand!"

With a hoarse voice, Yueliang roared angrily, "Our relationship has come to an end!"

"Gu Yuan thought there were still two days left, but who knew it would fade away so quickly, I can only blame Gu for being too strong."

Tai Yang helped him up, leaned against the head of the bed, coaxed him nicely, and tried to feed him the medicine, "Drink this soup, be good."

"I won't drink!" Yue Liang was extremely ashamed and indignant, "Let me get sick!"

One day after this incident, Yue Liang came back to his senses no matter what.

It only took one night for Tai Yang to return to the state before changing horns, he was refreshed, and even because the new horns were so beautiful, the whole beast looked very handsome and unrestrained, just like an elegant ancient emperor.

But because of this fright, his mild cold suddenly worsened, and even his voice became hoarse, burning like a piece of red-hot coal.

Tai Yang felt very distressed.

He has an unshirkable responsibility for this matter, so he willingly serves Yue Liang.

Yue Liang was in a fit of anger, really angry, and didn't even want to look at Tai Yang, so he waved his hands irritably, "Take it away, I'm angry!"

If he had explained it beforehand, he wouldn't have been scared like that, he was really scared out of his wits!

Yueliang made up his mind to pay attention and ignore people.

Tai Yang was silent, stretched out his hands to gently hold his face, pressed his forehead together, looked at him seriously, and asked in a low voice: "Are you really angry?"

Yueliang: "..."

This man just changed his horns, but didn't change his face. Why does he look more handsome?

Sensing the other party's gaze dodging, Tai Yang smiled.

He caressed Yue Liang's face, with a smile on his lips, his eyes focused and affectionate, and his voice was soft, "I was wrong, Ah Liang, forgive me, okay?"

Yue Liang didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.

He lowered his eyes, and there was an emotion in his eyes that he didn't want to express.

Tai Yang looked at him deeply for a while, then kissed him tenderly.

Sucking her lips lightly, before she could go deep enough, she drew back a little distance, and kissed again and again.The pulp of his fingers stroked his cheek tenderly, full of love.

Tai Yang's voice was hoarse, and he muttered vaguely: "A Liang, forgive me, A Liang is the best."

Yue Liang was so dizzy from being kissed, he subconsciously moved forward, eagerly asked for a kiss, but somehow agreed, with a low hum.

In a trance, there was a chuckle in his ear.

A flash of clarity flashed across Yue Liang's mind, and then he realized that he had been tricked, but he couldn't break free from his warm embrace.

Dijun cheating, it's too much!