The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

All the immortals in the Nine Heavens were jubilant, and at this moment Fang woke up, and he had witnessed an unprecedented thunder calamity from the Supreme God.

Today, from the invasion of the monster army, to Emperor Donghua's purification of the turbid atmosphere on the battlefield, to Feng Jiunv's sacrifice of ancient secret techniques to kill Ji Heng, and at this time the emperor's resistance to thunder disasters, and the emperor's empress ascended to the gods. Every piece is thrilling.

All the little fairies saw shortness of breath, surge of qi and blood, trembling heart and liver, and convulsions. The ancient god Donghua Dijun, whom they only knew from the picture of the fairy hanging on the wall, turned out to be so heroic and dry. She is magnificent, but in my impression, the soft, cute and charming Empress Bai Fengjiu turned out to be so courageous and responsible, with awe-inspiring righteousness. When I felt admiration, I had to praise her.

Everyone in Qingqiu received unanimous congratulations from all the immortals. Such a young God is really unheard of. Although it is due to the emperor, Qingqiu also has a face!Bai Zhi, Bai Yi, Bai Zhen and others are all honored together.

At this time, Donghua had time to turn around and look at the little fox who had already ascended to God. He saw that although Feng Jiu was still lying quietly, his expression was much more relaxed.He caressed Feng Jiu's smooth forehead, and a few strands of hair mischievously wrapped around his fingertips. The imprint of Feng Yuhua on the forehead was still bright and bright, and the outline was still faintly glowing with golden light.

He inspected carefully with his spiritual sense, and found that Feng Jiu's soul is powerful, his immortality is profound, and even the missing fox tail has been completed.

Still waiting to probe further, the Sea of ​​Consciousness suddenly rolls over with a stinging pain, probably because it has been consumed just now, but he doesn't care.Due to Feng Jiu's injury, he had to take the divine soul on the battlefield, which led to the matter of resisting Xuanlei with his body, and now he should take her back to the Taichen Palace.

Thinking of this, Donghua leaned over to pick up Feng Jiu and disappeared.

Mo Yuan, Zheyan and others knew his whereabouts, so they were not in a hurry.Only Chong Lin followed closely without saying a word, and the immortals who didn't know it couldn't help sighing that he was worthy of being a capable official of the Taichen Palace, who followed the emperor's footsteps anytime and anywhere.

It was only one day after leaving for thirteen days, but when he returned to another thirteen days, Donghua felt as if he had passed away, especially at this time when he was still holding the seriously injured Feng Jiu in his arms. !

It's just that he was so happy with Feng Jiu's safety that he probably forgot why he had to retreat to adjust his breath before.After placing Feng Jiu on the couch in the bedroom, Fang raised himself up and felt his eyes darken. If Chong Lin hadn't rushed to support him from behind, he would have knocked over the table next to the couch.

"Dijun?!" Chong Lin was so startled that his voice trembled a little.

Donghua closed his eyes and endured a moment of dizziness, patted the hand he was supporting and said, "It's okay." He turned to look at Feng Jiu on the couch, and murmured, "Wait a little longer..."

Mo Yuan and Zheyan came in just in time. Seeing that they had arranged Feng Jiu, Zheyan stepped forward to take Feng Jiu's pulse very consciously. Seeing that Donghua was still standing aside, he asked casually: "Do you want to be okay? Otherwise, I will I've checked the pulse for Nine Girls, and then I'll see it for you!"

Donghua raised his hand to clean the blood off his body, and insisted: "Look at Xiaobai first! We'll talk about this later."

Seeing that Donghua's face was pale and his lips were purple, Mo Yuan knew that he had worn out a lot today, and at this moment he was worried that Feng Jiucai was carrying it hard, and it was not as beautiful as he saw, so he took him outside to rest for a while. I'll let you know after Zheyan's pulse diagnosis.

Bai Zhi, Bai Yi, Bai Zhen and the others had already sat down in the outside room, and someone came forward to offer tea.

Everyone's mood is ups and downs today, and they can finally settle down here.Zheyan was considered considerate of everyone, but after a while, he had made a general survey, and sent someone to announce the good news, saying that Feng Jiu was fine and just waiting to wake up.He himself stayed in the dormitory for another moment, carefully studying Feng Jiu's pulse case.

Everyone present felt relieved immediately: Feng Jiufu ascended to the gods, his soul returned to his place, his tail was completed, and he will wake up soon. This is really good news.The dark clouds that had covered everyone's heads for several months finally cleared away, and everyone in Qingqiu was overjoyed.

Bai Zhi even smiled and said to Donghua: "Now the emperor can feel at ease. The emperor has worked so hard on Jiu Yatou's injury before, and today Jiu Yato ascended to the gods, all thanks to the emperor's protection. I see that the emperor has recently lost weight. Quite a few, it's time for Zheyan to take good care of you, and we will reunite when Jiu girl wakes up."

The rest of the people laughed at Yan Yan and responded one after another.

Unexpectedly, Donghua lowered his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and bowed his head in silence.Chong Lin, who was standing beside him, looked at him secretly, with an anxious expression on his face.

Bai Zhi and Bai Yi looked at each other, suspecting that he was still worried about Feng Jiu. Thinking about how difficult it has been for them as husband and wife these days, with many twists and turns, hardships and obstacles, now that the clouds are finally open and the moon is shining, they want to say something to comfort them one two.

To everyone's surprise, Donghua suddenly stood up without saying a word and walked out, but in the past, he was usually calm or well-mannered, but today his steps seemed not very steady.Before he could reach the entrance of the hall, his slender back suddenly froze, he staggered two steps, and fell to one side while pressing his chest.

"Dijun—" Chong Lin, who had been staring at him nervously, rushed over to hold him first.

Bai Zhi and Bai Yi didn't know what happened, but Mo Yuan thought of Donghua's face just now, and hurried forward to check.

It wasn't until they got closer that they realized that something was wrong.

Donghua's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. His slender fingers were tightly clutching his heart, his brows were trembling, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his breathing was rapid. There was a big puddle of blood, but the blood was still spitting out from the mouth.

"Donghua?" Mo Yuan grabbed one of his palms, but felt that the touch was as cold as ice, and couldn't help being surprised.

Seeing that Chong Lin was so anxious that he was about to cry, he asked, "What's the situation with your emperor?"

No matter how long today is, Chong Lin's worries are so deep. Others don't know how Donghua has lived these past few months, he knows;He knows that the enviable affection between the emperor and the empress is a heavy responsibility that ordinary people cannot bear, and he also knows that the emperor will always choose a path of sacrificing himself to fulfill the majority.

However, this time, he didn't know why the emperor wanted to hide his injury. Although he had to obey orders, he was always in fear. Hearing Mo Yuan's question at this moment, he finally found an outlet for his sorrow, and his voice was full of tears: " Dijun has been in poor health since he returned to Taichen Palace two months ago, but he refused to see a doctor, and he refused to let me tell others. Today he is fighting with Ji Heng, and protecting the emperor's empress from heavenly thunder. No..."

Bai Zhi has gone to pull Zheyan over.Zheyan was also surprised to see Donghua like this. He originally wanted to stabilize Fengjiu first. Although Donghua had taken the Yuanshen and received the thunder from the sky, seeing that his spirit was not bad, he insisted on taking care of Gu Fengjiu first, so he thought Waiting for a moment with his cultivation base should not do anything, so he was careless.How could he have forgotten that this guy has always been able to endure, and at this moment, he may have endured to the extreme.

While feeling Donghua's pulse, he was shocked by the waste of his consciousness and the confusion of his meridians.It seems that it is not only recently, I am afraid that the injury in Qingqiu has not been healed, and later this person used his own sea of ​​knowledge to nourish Feng Jiu's soul, not to mention the exhaustion, and he has to worry about the battle between immortals and demons from time to time , no wonder the clearance has decreased so much recently.

He checked again carefully and found some abnormalities in the heart veins.Seeing Donghua clutching his chest, he guessed that the wound on his heart hadn't healed, and today's emotional agitation caused an old illness, so he immediately gave him two needles.

But today Donghua is destined to smash his brand. The medical skills that should have immediate results have no effect here. Donghua is still curled up in pain, and the blood in his mouth has already stained half of his clothes in red gold. Everyone was terrified.

Including Mo Yuan and Bai Zhi, one counts as the other, that is, they have walked all the way since the prehistoric period. They have never seen Emperor Donghua show such weakness. It must be so much pain to make him so unabashedly weak.

Outside the hall suddenly came the exclamation of several maids, and everyone looked up, only to see that the thirteen days of constant day suddenly turned into night, and the sky was full of stars.However, the twinkling light of the planetesimals is also very dim, and several of them are slowly drifting away, drawing a faint comet tail in the night sky.

When Mo Yuan and Bai Zhi saw each other, they felt anxious. This was a celestial warning, and Donghua's situation was very critical.

"Dijun!" Chong Lin yelled while supporting Donghua. His anxiety for the past few days gave him some bad premonitions. He seemed to have seen the scene of the nine stars falling from the sky when Dijun opened the starlight barrier to fight against Miluo.

Donghua was already a little dazed in pain, even when he cut his heart to make the Liuli ring, it didn't seem to be so difficult.

At that time, it was just a dull pain in the heart, and there were too many things to worry about, such as misty fall, turbid breath, autumn water poison, Miaoyi Huiming, and Xiaobai who avoided the mortal world. He didn't have so much time to worry about pain and endure it. It was over after he endured it, and what he wanted most at that time was to see Xiaobai again.

But the pain at this time is a living pain, and it is hard to tell when, in what form, and with what force.Recently, it seems that the time is approaching, and every time he is tortured to the point of near death.

This annoying little thing.

But he was extremely thankful for that decision at the beginning, although he took a huge risk and did something that would make him swear at him, but if it wasn't like this, Xiaobai would definitely be sad when he woke up.

Those were Xiaobai and his child, and they were the ones he wanted to protect for the rest of his life. Although at that time he had to make a choice for Xiaobai's safety, how could he not let him dispose of his child himself? Struggling?

I still remember that early morning, before Zheyan's arrival, he had hardened his heart and prepared to do it, but at the last moment, when the little guy rubbed his fingers fondly and acted coquettishly, he couldn't do it anyway.As a father, he didn't realize that the conspiracy imposed on the child's mother was wrong, and now he wants to strangle this ignorant life with his own hands. He feels that he will never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Looking down and seeing the blood oozing from his shirt on his chest, he thought of one thing.During the day, he fed the red gold blood to Xiaobai, and Zheyan once scolded him: "It's true that red gold blood can purify evil spirits, but in the case of Jiu girl, unless you soak her whole body in it, how much blood can you have?"

At that time, he had an idea, Xiaobai might not be able to do it, but the child who was not yet full-term might be able to.Since the evil spirit entered the mother's body and injured the fetus, he used the red gold blood that can purify the evil spirit to restore it. In addition, it is a fairy fetus, and it is also a way to warm and nourish it with immortal power.

The so-called one flower one world, one leaf one Tathagata.According to the Buddhist scriptures, the mustard seed Nasumi cast a spell on the wound in his heart to create a space for this little thing.During the action, the red gold blood can wash away the immortal fetus every day, drive away evil spirits and restore health.

But in the end it was a vital point in his heart, because the wound had not healed for a long time in the past few months, he had to suffer some pain in every day, and the war was coming, it was not easy for others to know about it, so he tried his best to hide it.Fortunately, the little guy's condition has indeed improved in the past few days, and he has become more energetic recently, but he is making a lot of trouble.

There were a lot of troubles today, I thought it was because I used my spells too hard, and the little guy also felt uncomfortable, and the time was approaching, so I couldn't wait.

It's just that the pain in his heart hit him in bursts, making his eyes go black, and at the same time, it was suppressing the essence of his blood, which made him vomit blood repeatedly, and he couldn't stop it.

Donghua even found it difficult to breathe. He tried to open his eyes wide. The thousands of stars on the thirteenth sky seemed to be slowly turning into a huge whirlpool. .

His vision was blurred and he was very dizzy.

Seeing his dim eyes, Mo Yuan was so anxious that he repeatedly asked Zheyan to think of a way, and Zheyan was a little flustered, he was in a hurry and didn't know where to start.

"Zheyan..." Donghua's voice came, weak but firm, "Take out...!"

"What?" Zheyan was taken aback, he didn't understand Donghua's meaning.

"You...cough cough..." Donghua trembled his lips, unable to speak for a long time.He raised his hand vigorously, and Cang He Jian suddenly appeared in front of everyone.I don't know what he explained to Cang He, Cang He hangs trembling slightly in mid-air, seems to be very entangled and unwilling.

Donghua's voice was hoarse: "Come on, hurry up!"

Cang He trembled a few times, and finally moved. The tip of the sword slowly lifted up, pointed directly at Donghua, and quickly slashed at Donghua's chest. As a wound appeared, a large pool of blood gushed out, soaking his clothes in an instant. Through it, a small ball of light floated out from his chest.

Donghua felt his heart go cold and numb from the pain. He was groggy and his thoughts drifted away.

Thinking about the day when Xiaobai was born in the mortal world, did he feel such pain?Xiaobai must be very sad that he was not by her side at that time.

Thinking about today, Japan wanted to wait for Xiaobai to wake up before making plans, but the little guy was so impatient, he didn't have time to talk to Xiaobai.

Thinking that he hasn't seen Gun Gun for many days, the sword he promised Gun Gun hasn't been refined yet, so Gun Gun should be disappointed.

He also thought about the little guy who just came out, he hadn't had time to look at it yet, and he didn't know if he looked more like Feng Jiu or more like himself.

The life of the gods is long, and sometimes it seems that there is endless time to kill; the life of the gods is also very unpredictable, with sudden changes in the situation, a catastrophe in the world, and maybe life and death in an instant.Because there is no afterlife, passing is passing.But he didn't want to say goodbye. He still had a lot of things to do and a lot of words to say.

For a moment, he seemed to hear Xiao Bai's voice, she was calling himself...

noob--

Donghua couldn't hold on anymore, and finally closed his eyes and fell down.

Everyone in the hall was shocked by the accident, and it took a long time before they recovered their voices:

"Donghua—"

"Emperor—"

A figure staggered out of the inner hall, it was Feng Jiu who had just woken up.She rushed forward and hugged Donghua, who was covered in blood, with trembling hands.

"Donghua! Donghua—"

Unfortunately, there was no response.

The mottled blood stains were stained with three thousand silver threads, and a little bit of red gold bloomed on Feng Jiu's clothes.

The small ball of light stopped at Donghua's hanging hand, and the light faded away, revealing a red-gold little fox with nine small tails clustered together, and the eyes were not even opened.It seems that because of the loss of the warmth of protection, the little guy is trembling uncomfortably, making a weak whine.

The author has something to say:

Xiaotuanzi was finally released after covering it for so long, you have to believe that Dijun won't just give up!