The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Senior brother, you're awake!" Zhe Yu saw him open his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He smiled and blew the medicine in the blowing spoon, and brought it to Zhe Mo's lips. a little bit."

Zhemo didn't open his mouth.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The spoon touched Zhemo's lips, Xu Shi took care of Zhemo day and night, Zheyu's voice was a little tired, but his tone was gentle, "Open your mouth."

Zhemo immediately turned his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I will do it myself."

"Can you move?" Zhe Yu didn't let go of the medicine bowl, "I'll help you up first."

"No need." Zhemo refused, he avoided Zheyu's touch, supported his body with his arms, and sat up straight with difficulty.

"Brother, you have been angry for a long time." Zhe Yu's brows slowly sank, "When will you calm down?"

"How many days have I been in a coma?" Zhe Mo avoided Zhe Yu's question.

"About seven days." Zhe Yu's Yinmei face was a little bit more disappointed, "During the period, I went to see my lord once and learned what happened. My lord said that he can't come to see you for the time being, and told you to take good care of your body."

"Well, it's okay." Zhe Mo responded, "Is the furnace still safe?"

"Safe." Zhe Yu said, "But it's not safe."

Zhemo raised his eyelids and met Shang Zheyu's gaze: "What do you mean?"

"On the day that Zangxue Town was attacked at night, I went back to Hanshan. Except for seeing Brother Zhexi..." Zheyu paused, as if he couldn't bear to mention the word "corpse", he passed here, " I also saw some elders from Lingshan."

"At first I thought they were here to check the number of casualties in Hanshan, but I didn't expect to hear their conversation and found out that they were here to find the furnace."

"Have you informed Your Majesty?"

"Informed." Zhe Yu nodded, "I couldn't beat them, I couldn't take Senior Brother Zhe Xi with me when I fled, I only had time to take his fan."

Saying that, Zhe Yu put down the medicine bowl, and took out the folding fan with only the fan bone left from his waist.

Zhe Mo's face was a little stiff, and then he took a deep breath, and slowly shifted his gaze, shielding Zhe Yu and the folding fan from his peripheral vision.

"If you have nothing to do, go first." Zhe Mo said.

"I have something to do!" Zhe Yu opened his eyes wide and answered quickly. He didn't seem to be in a good mood, and he lost his former anger when he spoke, "I want to bury this folding fan with you after I feed you the medicine. .”

"..."

After a long time, Zhemo still nodded, and squeezed out a word from his hoarse voice: "Okay."

"I know that Zhexi did something wrong." There was no smile on Zheyu's lips, "He was disrespectful to His Majesty, and even injured the furnace. Actually, when I knew this, I didn't think Senior Brother Zhexi needed to sacrifice his life atonement for sin."

"Until Fengyue told me that your breathing stagnated several times in a coma, and ordinary medicines had no effect at all, I suddenly felt that Your Majesty did nothing wrong... If His Majesty hadn't refined the water from the medicine pool in a short time and sent it to me Wipe your body, and your wounds won't heal..." Zhe Yu's eyes gradually turned red, and he couldn't continue speaking, he put down his folding fan and took Zhe Mo's hand, holding it tightly in his palm.

He thought of Zhemo's pale face and unconsciousness in bed, when Zhemo's spiritual power leaked out, and the wounds on his body opened one after another at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood flowed continuously, and his heart choked so hard that he could hardly relax.

The ink-black clothes were soaked in blood, and the light-colored bed was stained with a lot of dazzling red.

No matter how Zhe Yu used his spiritual power to repair him, there was no effect.

Zhemo's breathing became shallower and shallower, and his high fever persisted, as if his pulse would stagnate if he didn't pay attention, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed.

When the three of them competed together, Zhexi would always scar him and Zhemo, and Zheyu was used to it.He originally thought that Zhemo had already been repaired in sevens and eighties, and he only needed to sleep like before, but he didn't expect that Zhexi would hit Zhemo so ruthlessly.

No wonder he just talked to Zhemo and Zhemo couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

He didn't know that the other party was in so much pain, and he even grabbed the other party's wounded arm to ask about Zhexi's whereabouts...

The more Zhe Yu thought about it, the redder his eyes became, and his heart felt uncomfortable.

Zhemo's eyes fell on the hands he and Zheyu were clasping, and then he withdrew his hand little by little: "I can't do it without blaming Zhexi, but after all, I have been in the same school for many years, so I really should give him a ride. .”

After he finished speaking, he picked up the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp, lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Let's go."

Zhe Yu was stunned for a moment, he clenched his five fingers with Zhe Mo's warmth, nodded, and sighed: "Yes."

About ten steps forward, the two of them left the house.Zhe Yu looked at the other person's figure that had lost too much weight and seemed to be on the verge of falling, and said, "Senior brother, I want to help you walk."

Zhemo rebuffed simply: "No need."

"Brother, do you hate me?" Zhe Yu stepped forward to walk side by side with him, lowered his eyes and asked, "I hate that when I was with you, I only thought about Zhe Xi, and left you many times without caring about your feelings. Go find Zhexi. Hate that I go against your will, use a body-fixing spell on you, and do things you don’t want to do to you against your will. Hate that when I almost killed you on Zhexi, I opened and shut my mouth because I was concerned about Zhexi if……"

Zhemo's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't respond other than that.The expression was as quiet as if the other party's words were really ordinary, and they couldn't cause any fluctuations in his heart at all.

He stopped and turned around to face Zuoxi slowly: "...a little bit, especially when you pressed me about Zuoxi's whereabouts."

Zhe Yu stared at the other party's clear face, the light in the beautiful eyes gradually faded, sinking like a pool of stagnant water.

"I can't deny that I used to like Zhexi very much." Zheyu's voice trembled, "I didn't realize that when you told me that you were going to separate from me, I pestered you because I couldn't lose you. I see When I saw Brother Zhexi's corpse, I felt sad. But when I saw you lying on the bed, and your pulse recovered little by little, I was glad. I was glad that the person lying on the cold palace floor who could no longer open his eyes was not you... ..."

"I thought you wanted that person to be me." Zhemo looked into the scarlet eyes of the other party, "I just woke up, and you took me to bury Zhexi together. Did you think I didn't need to rest, or was it because you saw that I woke up?" , and your brother Zhexi is still asleep, so you feel unbalanced?"

"No, it's not!" Zhe Yu was misunderstood and shook his head quickly. He wanted to step forward and hold Zhe Mo's shoulders, but Zhe Mo's eyes staring at him were too indifferent, so cold that he didn't dare to approach him.

"I'm afraid that once you say it's okay, you will act like you want to drive me away. I want to stay by your side for a while, so I said goodbye to Senior Brother Zhexi in advance." Zheyu said urgently, "If you I'm not feeling well, I'll take you back now, I..."

"No need." Zhe Mo interrupted Zhe Yu, and started walking again, "You can still walk."

Zhe Yu was blocked in his heart, he chased after him, and wanted to speak several times, but Zhe Mo showed a gesture of unwillingness to listen.

Zhe Yu had no choice but to keep his mouth shut obediently, while paying attention to the state of the other party's body, he couldn't stop looking at the other party's appearance a few more times.

The upturned peach eyes, the high bridge of the nose, and the exquisite thin lips are as similar to Zhexi, but completely different from Zhexi.

His eyes are gentle but not cold, his temperament is quiet but not sharp, during the time they were together, Zhemo always smiled beautifully at him.

How beautiful is it? The peach blossom eyes of the other party seem to be planted with a whole peach forest. When staring at Zhe Yu, the peach blossoms in the eyes can always bloom one after another regardless of the season, and a tender peach blossom rain falls for Zhe Yu alone. .

But since Zhemo said that he wanted to separate from him last time, the peach blossoms in Zhemo's eyes have never bloomed again.