Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

Yaken Toshiro had already entered the room, and Hakata Toshiro beside him was walking back and forth nervously. The moment he arrived at Honmaru, he rushed to Yaken Toshiro's laboratory and pulled Yaken directly. When it came time to enter the room, it was just to let Jiang Xue Zuowen get the fastest treatment.

Yaken Toshiro pressed his forehead, and grabbed Hakata Toshiro who was walking around helplessly, "Don't go, I'm dizzy."

Hakata Toshiro was startled, turned his head and pressed his shoulder, "You mustn't be dizzy! If you get dizzy, Jiang Xue won't be cured..."

The corner of Yaken Toshiro's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to clap, "Are you looking down on my medical skills?"

"Eh? No, no, no..." Hastily grabbed Yaken, Hakata Toshiro realized that he had said something wrong just now, and tried to make amends.

Just as the two were "fighting", the sliding door that entered the room was slammed open, and Zong San Zuowen appeared at the door with the already unconscious Jiang Xuezuowen on his back, while Xiaoye Zuowenwen was holding Jiang Xue's hand in his hand. Already clothed with a bunch of cracks on the body.

"Yakuken!" Zong Sanzuowen quickly stepped forward, put Jiang Xuezuowen on the quilt, and took two steps back, letting Yaoken Fujishiro check the situation to determine how to heal Jiang Xuezuowen.

Yaken Toshiro's face was full of seriousness and earnestness, his hands stroked Jiang Xue Zuowenzi's body, his eyebrows furrowed more and more.

Under the nervous gaze of Zong San and Xiao Ye, Yao Yan took out a guard first, and stuffed it directly into Jiang Xuezuo's arms.

After finishing this preparation, he just turned around to look for suitable tools from his medicine box and the surrounding cabinets.

"Have you reached the state where you're going to hang your life with a guard..." Zongsan Zuofuji hugged Saya Zuofuji in his arms, and turned his face towards his clothes.

Letting his clothes get wet, Zong San's Zuo Wenwen's hands trembled a little, his mouth was pursed, his eyes were also stained with a layer of water mist, the water blue eyes were hazy, and slowly, a teardrop slid down the corner of his eyes, staining his collar.

Even if...

Even if my brother breaks the knife, let me face this scene...

Don't let Xiao Ye see it, brother doesn't want Xiao Ye to see such a scene, right?

Zong San raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears, and pressed Xiao Ye's head little by little to prevent him from seeing the scene in front of him.

The blood on Jiang Xue Zuowenwen's body was still flowing, and Yaken Toshiro sat kneeling aside, his knees and legs were also stained with his blood, and it was all light red.

He carefully cleaned the more serious wounds with cotton cloth and medicine, applied medicine, and wrapped gauze.

The discarded cotton cloth beside him has been piled up into a small mountain. Yaken Toshiro didn't smile at all, and his hands didn't tremble. He calmly threw another cotton cloth soaked with blood aside, and took another cotton cloth from the box. Take a piece and move on.

The more he tore apart the torn clothes on Jiang Xue Zuowen's body, the more frightened he became.

Even Yaken Toshiro did not expect that there would be so many wounds on the opponent's body, and most of these wounds were densely covered on his chest and back, all of which were deep into the flesh and blood, and there were not many superficial scratches.

What has happened to cause such a wound?

Even though the training level is low, Jiang Xuezuo's writing has reached more than 20 training level after this period of time. Besides, this is just an expedition.

Are even expeditions so dangerous these days?

Yaken Toshiro thought about it, and decided to torture his brother about what happened.

Zong San Zuowenwen looked at the wounds all over Jiang Xue's body, clenched his fists silently, covered Xiaoye Zuowenwen's eyes with one hand, took his little hand with the other, and turned his head to lead him away into the room.

Such an injury, on the verge of a broken knife... can't let Xiao Ye see it!

Yaken Toshiro finally treated the wound on Jiang Xue Zuowenzi's body simply. Seeing the blood-stained Omoru that he stuffed into the opponent's arms just now, a line of sweat slipped quietly from his forehead.

He turned his head and glanced at the body of Jiang Xue's left text that was in danger of being broken by a knife, silently took out a bunch of charms, glanced at Jiang Xue, and opened his eyes wide.

I saw the guard in Jiang Xue's left text arms exuding a faint light, and some light spots came out from the guard.

He was no longer allowed to think about it anymore, Yaken Toshiro turned his head and ran directly to the table where the main body was placed, and pasted spells on it for free.

Hakata Toshiro on the side brought him a bunch of spells without hesitation. At this time, he hadn't thought about how much savings this consumption would use up.

What is money compared to the lives of partners?

Isn't money accumulated to be used at such a time?

Zong San Zuo Wenwen couldn't help but look back, and saw a scene that made him tremble with fear.

I saw that under the blue light of the spell, the body of Jiang Xuezuo's characters still exuded golden light, the cracks on the body expanded a little bit, and a pile of golden light also scattered from Jiang Xuezuo's characters.

In less than a second, even though the spell was filled with blue light, the body of Jiang Xuezuo's text still shattered and turned into a bunch of light spots.

With a "whoosh", the guard suddenly exploded.

Jiang Xue Zuowen's figure swayed, solidified again, and the body recondensed, appearing on the stage, with the cracks on it still.

Yaken Toshiro glanced at the body that was still showing a tendency to be broken, continued to stick the spell, and shouted: "Hakata! Omori!"

Before Hakata Toshiro stuffed the new garrison into Jiang Xue Zuofuji's arms, Zongsan Zuofuji stepped forward and knelt down beside Jiang Xue.

With trembling hands, he firmly stuffed the pink Yushou into the palm of Jiang Xuezuo's hand, and Zongsan Zuowen forced Jiang Xue's hand to close, so that Yushou was held tightly by him.

With his hands raised and his waist slightly bent, Zong San Zuo Wenwen's tearful eyes were filled with despair and sadness, and he no longer wanted to wipe away his tears. He rubbed his cheek against the back of Jiang Xue Zuo Wenwen's hand, ignoring his reddened skin with clothing.

Slowly closing his eyes, he cried in a low voice, "Brother, brother..."

Xiaoye Zuowenwen also rushed over, and without any hesitation, he stuffed his guard into Jiang Xuezuowenwen's other hand, staring at Jiang Xue who closed his eyes tightly, and said in a low voice: " Brother... to avenge brother..."

The guard with Zong San's left writing stuffed into Jiang Xue's hand also gradually turned red, and then emitted a faint light.

Zong San Zuowenwen looked at the Yushou who was getting brighter and brighter in panic, and threw himself on Jiang Xuezuowenwen's body, resting his head on the opponent's chest, and swayed tears freely.

"Don't leave brother... don't leave us! We don't want to experience the passing of brother again..."

He screamed, his pink hair stained with blood, making him look even more miserable.

The sliding door was slammed open, and the interrogator appeared in the backlight. She watched her hand enter the room expressionlessly, and slowly stepped out.

"What do you want to do?!" Hakata Toshiro started up instantly, drew his sword and stood in front of her.

The judge glanced at him, shrugged and said, "Jiang Xuejun is going to be unable to take it anymore."

"That's none of your business!" Hakata Toshiro exclaimed excitedly, infinitely alert.

The judge narrowed his eyes, and said meaningfully: "I'll save him! Now you have nothing to do, right?"

She pointedly looked at the broken second Amulet, and chuckled lightly: "You can only rely on the Amulet to hang your life, you have no other way!"

"Except for me! I am the God Judge, and he is my first forging knife! I can save him!" She put her hands on her belly, her back was straight, her eyelashes were slightly drawn, and she looked confident.

Zong Sanzuo's words and the others' eyes were full of vigilance, and they didn't like her.

Another figure appeared at the sliding door. It was the slow-moving Mikazuki Munechi and Taro Tachi. Mukichi Masamune had already rushed to find other people and asked for help from the guard.

On the third day, Yue Zong raised his sleeves and pursed his lips. It was rare that there was not a trace of a smile on his face. He said indifferently: "Jiang Xuejun is Ji Jun's first forging knife. I think Ji Jun won't hurt him, right?"

The judge looked back at him, pointed to Jiang Xuezuo, who had already been stuffed with the fourth guard, and smiled brightly and sincerely: "How is it possible? You know that, whoever I hurt, I can't hurt anyone now." It won't hurt him!"

Sanri Yuezong took a close look at the interrogator, and in the end he seemed a little compromised, but also had some inexplicable trust. He nodded to Zongsanzuo's writing and Xiaoyezuo's writing.

Raising his hand and stuffing his guard into Jiang Xuezuo's arms, Sanri Yuezong said in a low voice: "Please rest assured, Ji Jun's desire to keep Jiang Xuejun alive will definitely not be weaker than ours."

He raised his eyes slightly, and there was a smile in the golden crescent moon, "So, it will be fine, we will watch here."

The judge smiled lightly, then withdrew his smile, and cast his eyes on Yaken Toshiro, seeing that the other party was finally persuaded by Mikazuki Munekin, he retreated a few steps to make room, so he stepped forward to take over Jiang The body of Xue Zuo's text glowed with blue light in his hand.

Zong San's Zuo Wenwen still didn't let go of his vigilance, and stared at the movement of the God Judge.

On the third day, Yue Zongjin patted him on the shoulder again as if comforting, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Jiang Xuejun will be fine..."

He cast his eyes on the judge, and chuckled, "Ji Jun will definitely try his best to rescue him. After all, even though there are different goals, the premise is still the same."

Zongsan Zuowen and Xiao Ye Zuowen looked at him blankly, not quite understanding what he was talking about.

Sanri Yuezong patted their heads with a near smile, "Very good, very good, this is fine... just leave these things to us old people."

"Hahaha... After Jiang Xuejun recovers, let's have some tea with him." Sanri Yuezong nearly recovered his original state, smiling and bending his eyes, his eyes were like crescent moons.

The author has something to say: Jiang Xue: Come out, author, I promise I won't beat you to death! (σ;*Д*)σ death penalty!

Me: shivering QAQ

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