Dharma

Xia Jingge was at a loss for a moment. He knew some medical theories, but it was as if he knew many methods by heart and hadn't practiced them. The purpose of learning rough medical theories was to cultivate himself better. How had he ever dealt with this kind of trauma?

With trembling hands, he carefully tore off the place where Feng Fuling's clothes had been glued to the wound, and then used water magic to draw water from a stream not far away, and carefully washed him.He took off his coat again, tore off his middle coat, and unskillfully helped Feng Fuling to bandage his wound.

Xia Jingge was negligent in bandaging, Feng Fuling was stubborn, except he gritted his teeth and frowned, he didn't even hum.After Xia Jingge finished bandaging, he was covered in cold sweat, and it took a long time before he recovered.

Xia Jingge wiped off his sweat again with her coat, seeing that his face was only pale and his lips were blue, and he hadn't fainted yet, he was slightly relieved.

Feng Fuling slowed down a bit, and stared sideways at Xia Jingge for a while.He used up his coat and middle coat, leaving only a thin layer of underwear, which must be cold, but he couldn't tell.Feng Fuling didn't understand why Xia Jingge was willing to save herself even knowing that she was a demon, and was willing to do everything possible to heal her injuries.

Feng Fuling took a deep breath slowly, his heart ached, "Why do you want to save me so desperately?"

Xia Jingge didn't care too much: "It's not as serious as fighting to death."

"It's easy to want to die..."

Xia Jingge was stunned, and said calmly: "Did you forget that you saved my life? I said I would promise it with my body. Of course what I said must be counted."

Feng Fuling was also taken aback, and stared at Xia Jingge's magnanimous look for a while, then blushed slightly and turned his head away, and said for a while: "If you die, you won't be able to live. You are... not worth it."

Xia Jingge smiled at him and said: "You don't have to worry too much, in fact, it wasn't that dangerous just now, he must be reluctant to let me die like this, he dare not take the risk."

Feng Fuling turned his head again, stared at Xia Jingge for a while, Xia Jingge became a little puzzled, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Feng Fuling asked: "Even if you know that I am a demon, are you still willing to keep your promise and promise yourself with your body?"

"Of course, you can't go back on what you say. It has nothing to do with whether you are a demon or not. It's just... I really can't practice the mentality of the Jiuhua School for you anymore." Xia Jingge lightened up a little self-deprecatingly, "Otherwise I Dad might really be mad at me."

"Then don't practice."

Xia Jingge looked at his face, she didn't show any reluctance, knowing that he really didn't care, she was also relieved.Instead, he said: "However, I still have a set of advanced methods of the demon clan. It is said that the demon king also practiced this set when he was young. If you can practice it, try it... I was wrong just now. Since you Growing up in the world of mortals, naturally we can't treat him as an ordinary demon."

Feng Fuling was originally uncomfortable that he had become a devil, but now he found that he was not only willing to die for himself, but also reiterated the words of his promise, the anger in his heart naturally disappeared without a trace .Feng Fuling just felt a little strange, and asked: "Why do you even have the profound mentality of the demons?"

"This... know yourself and know your enemy and never give up in a hundred battles..." Xia Jingge turned his eyes to the side and pouted, "I didn't try to practice, I just wanted to understand the principles of demon cultivation..."

"..." Feng Fuling looked at him, and then asked, "Why do you have the sect of cultivating immortals, even the devil's mentality practiced by the demon king when he was a child..."

Xia Jingge lifted his spirits, put on a serious face discussing business affairs and replied: "Our Jiuhua sect has a library, which is dedicated to storing all kinds of cultivation books. In fact, the cultivation principles of demons are generally similar to those of humans, except that The qi you rely on is just the opposite. Therefore, although you practice the monk's mentality, what you produce is demonic energy, and the trend is also opposite. Because of this, my ancestors specially placed a category of demonic mentality in the book with the idea of ​​learning from each other's strengths. In the pavilion. It’s just that the demons also attach great importance to the secrecy of mental methods. This category has not been many, and there are some simple mental methods. The mental method practiced by the demon king was accidentally acquired by my father when he was young.”

When Xia Jingge said this, his expression darkened.

Seeing this, Feng Fuling said, "I'm hungry."

Xia Jingge was indeed led away by him, regained consciousness, looked at the bunch of fruits, saw that they were not affected by the fight just now, and they were still fine, so she stood up and said, "I'll wash it for you to eat."

Feng Fuling responded, and turned his head to watch Xia Jingge pick up the cluster of fruits in his spare time, and trot all the way to the stream to wash the fruits carefully one by one.He washed every one of them carefully, and his slightly thin figure swayed gently, like a layer of silver light coated with water in the moonlight.

For the first time, Feng Fuling felt that being too handsome and likable didn't seem so annoying.

After Xia Jingge finished washing, she came back with a bunch of fruit in her arms, picked the biggest and most moist fruit, and handed it to Feng Fuling.

In fact, Feng Fuling originally just didn't want Xia Jingge to be sad when he mentioned his father, so he sent him to do other things to distract him.He wasn't hungry at first, but now he was injured again, taking a bite would hurt the wound for a while, and it would cool down his heart all the way, and he barely ate one, and couldn't eat anymore.

Let Xia Jingge handle the rest.After all, Xia Jingge practiced introductory methods, not as good as Feng Fu Ling Ding Hungry, he is not in a situation where he can't eat.

Practicing can not only overcome hunger but also hardship. Even though it is night, the spirits of both of them are very good.When they both finished eating, and had nothing else to do for a while, they leaned against the same tree trunk and looked at the stars.Xia Jingge was sitting next to Feng Fuling, next to him, so that if there was anything wrong with Feng Fuling, he could quickly find out.

Xia Jingge couldn't bear to stay silent for a long time, and soon started talking: "Looking at the stars in the world of mortals is much more beautiful than our Jiuhua world."

Feng Fuling leaned against the tree trunk motionless, the uneven trunk made the back of his head ache slightly, he let out some hot breath, and then asked concisely: "What does it look like?"

"The stars in the Jiuhua Realm are bigger and brighter than this, and they won't twinkle. It's not as good as looking at the misty here in the world of mortals.... I never thought about what the stars in the world of mortals would look like before. Yes. My father never let me take a step outside the Jiuhua School. I don’t even know what the Jiuhua world outside the Jiuhua School looks like. I always, always thought that I would stay in the Jiuhua School for the rest of my life. When I die, I have even thought about it a long time ago. When I grow up and my father ascends, if I still have no progress, I will become a sweeper of the Library Pavilion and sweep the courtyard every day. It is quiet and unnecessary. If you have to practice your skills very well, then you will get by and pass.”

"..." Feng Fuling turned his head to look at him, Xia Jingge's eye circles were slightly red, he opened his eyes wide and looked up at the bright starlight, but he still didn't really shed tears.

It was as if he really wasn't going to cry anymore.

"No one knows what will happen in the future. Before today, I never thought that I would be a demon. I even thought I was a person, but you all said that I am, and I can only be." Feng Fu Ling spoke in a deep and slow voice, the wound on his chest was affected, and there was another burst of hot and long dull pain.Feng Fuling thought of Xiang Rong and Xiang Yu again. He still didn't know how the two of them met the demons, and he didn't know if they were safe.

He looked at the stars in the sky, only wishing that he could still see the same starry sky as Xiang Rong and Xiang Yu.

Xiang Rong hugged Xiang Yu and sat in the courtyard watching the last starry sky they could see together.

Xiang Yu sat on his lap and leaned against his arms as he did when he was a child, wearing a not so thick but extremely warm fleece jacket.Brand-new.Warm orange.The style that little demon girls like to wear.

This was not something she, a little human girl, could wear.

But her elder brother Xiang Wenfei, also known as Xiang Rong, was about to go to the Demon Realm to meet the Demon Lord, and everything became different.

When the sect of cultivating immortals smashed down in the air, and Xiang Rong was forced to use the teleportation magic weapon to return to their destroyed home in the capital, he was actually ready to die with his enemies.Who would have thought that what was waiting for him was not the dandy of the demon race in the world of mortals, but the subordinate trusted by the demon king, the left guards were all silent.

As if Qi Han had expected the two of them to appear there, he took them away before the dude.

That dandy was originally an aristocrat in the Demon Realm. If his father hadn't been capable and powerful in the Demon Realm, how could his son still do whatever he wanted in the world of mortals, a place where both sides must contend?Even the Xiang family, who had been loyal to the demons for many generations and made weapons for the demons, was ruined by him, and the heirs had to flee the capital incognito.

Qi silently settled Xiang Rong and Xiang Yu, and after a while, Xiang Rong and Xiang Yu saw the head of their enemy.That demon dandy who was originally incompetent, arrogant, and never gave up until he achieved his goal, that demon who forced Xiang Rong and his son to use his relatives to refine weapons because of Xiang Yu's fate, just died in the care of the Dharma. In silent hands.

The entire capital was quiet, and no one or even a demon spoke a few loud words.

After all, it is the protector of the Demon Lord. Although the news of the Demon Lord's serious injury has been known to every demon and everyone here, his power accumulated for hundreds of years has not been shaken in the slightest.

They all know that the Demon Lord is either fighting or preparing for a battle. It is very common to be injured. Any thoughts?

Even if there is, I dare not say it casually.

That dandy has been domineering in the city and disregarding human life, not because his father is the powerful man of the devil, with great power, so if he kills his son, he will kill his son, and I didn't see his father snorting. It has been tidied up.

Lao Tzu has been tidied up, what else can outsiders like them say?

It's true not to cause trouble.

No matter what others think, the curse on Xiang Yu's body is still unsolvable for the time being.

The reason why she had so many illnesses at such a young age was that the dandy was also trying to put an end to the Xiang family's thoughts against him, so he asked his demons to plant the viciousness of "If you don't become a weapon soul, you must die" early on. Curse, the Xiang family couldn't even think of a solution.Such a curse is usually irreversible and unsolvable, so they can kill the dude in silence, but they can't save Xiang Yu.

But the two of them haven't completely lost hope, Qi Han has already promised Xiang Rong that he will try his best to find a way to break the curse for Xiang Yu, as long as he is loyal to refining weapons for the demons.

So this is the last time Xiang Rong and Xiang Yu sit under the stars and look up at the shining and vast night sky.

There are no stars in Moyu.

After a long time, Xiang Rong sighed: "I don't know how Fu Ling is, if he's still fine."

Feng Fuling, who is thousands of miles away, is not very good.

He has a fever.