Raising a junior brother to counterattack

Thousands of flowers and leaves seemed to be spinning and dancing in front of him, his consciousness was lost little by little, his body was chilling from the inside out, Shen Huai knew that this was a manifestation of the leakage of energy, he... probably was about to die...

He thought in a trance that this method of death was really useless, but fortunately no one knew about it, and it sounded more glorious to die in the tribal war, which was more in line with his identity.

While in a daze, something hot and humid suddenly flowed in, with the smell of rust and sweetness, it didn't smell good——

But like a fairy spring, it nourished his sea of ​​qi meridians, limbs and bones.

The will to survive and his unclear mind made him suck instinctively and bestially.

But not enough, not enough, not enough, every trace of wandering breath in the body is clamoring for plunder, that is the domineering and cruel nature of the monster race.

Shenhuai started to move, and the child's eyes lit up immediately, but before he could say anything, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his face that had recovered somewhat turned pale again.

Shen Huai lowered his head and began to bite. The child looked at the young monk with blurred eyes, and moved the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything, but let the other party suck blood and eat flesh.

At this time, because of the dissipation of the previous energy and the current attraction in the depths of the soul, Shen Huai's rationality was replaced by instinct, and he didn't know what he was doing at all.

Suddenly, a muffled groan came from my ear, very close, as if a thunder had exploded in my head, the miscellaneous scenes in front of me seemed to be smashed and reassembled, overlapping each other, finally showing a bloody and indistinct scene. There are so many bones.

Shen Huai's pupils shrank, and he leaned back abruptly, resting on the ground with one hand and covering his eyes with the other.

"You...what's the matter with you?" Seeing the other party's strangeness, the child hurriedly crawled over with difficulty, supporting the other party's head with one hand.

Hearing the immature and clear child's voice, Shen Huai shook his head, got out of the nausea that he had eaten such an ugly and disgusting thing just now, he stared at the child's delicate face for a long time - wash his eyes.

After this washing, his consciousness gradually returned, and he recalled the critical situation before at the speed of light, and soon noticed that the child's already bloody shoulder seemed to be missing a few pieces of flesh.

The child in the ear is still nagging: "You... how are you? Are you still dizzy? Are you still cold?"

As he said that, the child leaned over and wrapped his arm around Shen Huai's neck: "No...it's not cold anymore! Can you see clearly..."

However, before he finished speaking, Shen Huai blocked everything in his mouth. He blinked his eyes, and obediently swallowed the pill that the other party stuffed in.

Then Shen Huai turned his fingers, took out seven or eight medicine bottles, took a pill each, and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

After the child had swallowed it all, he slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, while looking at the evil cultivator in gray and the cultivator in white not far away.

Following Shen Huai's gaze, the child's pupils shrank - because the young monk was alive again, he was so happy that he temporarily forgot that there were such two people.

Seeing the tense little face of the child, Shen Huai reached out and patted the other person's head, and comforted him lightly: "Don't be afraid."

The child's eyes widened immediately, like a frightened little animal, and his heart was itchy for some reason, and he rubbed the other's furry head vigorously with the palm that was still on the child's head , He didn't withdraw his hand until the rubbed opponent's hair stood on end, and said solemnly: "Don't be nervous about this and that, half of your shoulder is gone, hurry up and rest and adjust your breath."

As he said that, he didn't dislike the other party's dirty and blood-stained body, so he took the child over and leaned in his arms.

The child's back stiffened suddenly, but Shenhuai looked contented, and touched his head and then his ears.

child:"……"

I used to see those mortals touching puppies like this. He blushed, but he didn't break free or stop him.

——It has to be said that Shenhuai's medicines are all very good, but in a short while, not only the blood from the child's shoulders stopped, but also the extra blood and blood made him blush.

As for Shen Huai, in fact, he really felt like petting a child like a dog. Originally, when he knew that he had eaten the other person's flesh and blood, his feelings were very complicated.

He raises it by himself, and when he wants to eat it, he can just kill the child and let the blood out, and he won't be embarrassed at all.

But the other party took the initiative to lean over and stuff him in his mouth, this feeling is different, it is impossible to not touch it at all.

Just like what he said before, he was willing to save the child, and he never felt that the other party would give anything in return. Even if he died for this, it would be due to his lack of education and bad luck, and he could not blame others.

Now that he is being repaid like this, he really feels a little strange.

I don't know if it was because of this reason, or because he ate a few mouthfuls of the child's flesh and blood, but he really felt a little close to the child.

So seeing the weak and tense look of the child, I took the child and let him rest on my own.

Then, he touched it casually, and found that the child's hair was of good quality and his skin was smooth, just like the little black dog he raised before, easy to hug and touch.

He really looked like petting a dog, sitting leisurely on the green grass, looking at the two people in front of him as if he was watching a play.

Not far away, Deacon Chen curled up in a ball, leaning against the tree trunk, his whole body twitching, obviously attacked by resentment.

Shen Huai looked in amazement, obviously before, he was already a walking corpse, and his mind was completely eroded by resentment, but now he was in such pain, but his consciousness returned, and he started to fight against resentment.

It is really a miracle that a demented evil cultivator can regain some consciousness. Shenhuai couldn't help but look at the white-clothed cultivator patiently comforting the evil cultivator in admiration.

The man was dressed in snow-covered gauze, the sleeves were embroidered with silver-rimmed cloud patterns, and he had no accessories on his body, except for a long sword with a black scabbard hanging from his waist. The whole person was like his attire, simple to the extreme, but light to the extreme. Vast——

If you don't climb a high mountain, you don't know the height of the sky; if you don't face the deep stream, you don't know the depth of the earth.

In front of the monks in white clothes, you will feel so small and humble, like fireflies to the sun and moon, and dust to the universe, you should crawl down and not be able to raise any thoughts of resistance.

——It’s just that… this ‘you’ doesn’t include the child, he raised his head and poked Shenhuai’s waist with his hand: “We...don’t run away?” The child spoke very lightly, like a thief Same.

But Shen Huai suddenly shrank sideways, his hands holding the child loosened slightly, and his face showed a strange look.

The child gave the other party a strange look, but when he didn't get a response, his little hands were about to grab Shen Huai.

But before he touched the corner of the opponent's clothes, Shen Huai suddenly jumped up and threw the child out with a flick of his hand.

Fortunately, he still remembered that the child is relatively fragile now, and when the child had already thrown an arc in mid-air, he hurriedly tiptoed the child back into his hand again.

Child: "..." He thinks that the other party may treat him not as a pet but as a toy.

This time after Shen Huai picked up the child, he didn't hug him again, but turned around and sat him aside.

But before Shen Huai put him down, the child looked up at Shen Huai again, lowered his head and stretched out his hand to poke the other's waist, and touched him by the way——

Sure enough, the other party's face changed all of a sudden, his body backed away abruptly, and his facial muscles moved uncontrollably: "Puff ha ha ha——"

child:"……"

He felt that he seemed to know something extraordinary, but before he could make a conclusion of one, two, three, four, five, a sense of weightlessness came again—this time Shenhuai was not so kind, so he just Really threw the kid out.

However, it doesn’t hurt. It’s obvious that the other party has controlled the strength and direction. The child didn’t care at all, so he slapped his butt like a one-armed hero and got up. It turns out that this young monk is so ticklish. , he thought it was kind of cute.

At this time, the gray-clothed evil cultivator was still holding his head, hissing and screaming, with a ferocious complexion and red eyes.

The child shook his head, it was obviously so dangerous, why did he think about it, could it be that he was infected by this strange young monk.

It seems... as long as this young monk is around, he is always at ease, trusting and getting close for no reason, as if he has known the other party for a long time, as if the other party is really omnipotent, but, the fact is not the case— —

Thinking of the dying state of the other party just now, he immediately ran towards Shenhuai with his short legs and ran in front of him. He really couldn't stand the other party's indifferent look, so he threatened: "If you don't run away with me, I will Just pinch you."

In fact, Shen Huai really has the problem of being ticklish, but...there are only a few people in the world who can poke the waist of his demon king, and they were played by Li Xu and Hou Tu when they were young. I haven't tasted this feeling for hundreds of years now, and when I was poked by someone suddenly, it was simply——

Especially... the elegant and leisurely beautiful external image was destroyed, and Shen Huai's mood suddenly became unbeautiful. He crossed his arms, and gave the child a noble and cold sideways glance: "Flee?"

He raised his jaw at the white-clothed monk: "Where do you want to escape to in front of a fit monk?"