Lingzhu Suye

In the following four or five days, Kihara Zhi took Nezha's wounds as an excuse, and forced him to stay in the inn to recuperate, and served him with good meals every day.

Finally, under Nezha's strong request, Kihara Zhi finally treated him as a patient.

In fact, every time he was suppressed by Li Jing's pagoda, he had to lock himself up for two or three days to recuperate. Although he was well served by Kihara Zhi for these four or five days, for some reason, his spirit was always sluggish every day.

On the tree outside the window, summer cicadas kept chirping, and the wind gently stirred everything in the night, making a "rustling" sound, everything was quiet and beautiful, reassuring.

At this moment, there was a sudden "click", and the wooden stick supporting the window fell down, and it was knocked off by something.

The figure of the man in black on the tree outside the window paused, only a pair of eyes were exposed from his whole body.Then he heard a slight sound from the window on the other side, he unhurriedly hid in the leaves, squinted his eyes and looked at the window of the next room.

As he saw a few days ago, Kihara Zhi left quickly with a black cloak covering most of his face.

The man watched her walk away before he opened the closed window, his legs jumped and landed lightly in the room.

He opened the curtain in front of the bed, and a man in a snow-white jacket with cinnabar eyebrows fell into his eyes.

He knew this lying man with a cold face, he couldn't be more familiar with it.

The man softly called the name of the person on the bed, "Nezha Li? Hello!" But Nezha seemed to be in a deep sleep and didn't respond at all. "Tsk...it shouldn't be, you actually fell asleep like this."

The man didn't leave, but just sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Nezha, and finally he suddenly laughed softly. "Maybe I... really don't understand you."

The chirping of cicadas has stopped outside the window, and the wind has gradually weakened.

About a quarter of an hour later, the man stood up suddenly. According to his observations in the past few days, Kihara Zhi should be healing Tan Shuang in the yard at this moment, and it will take about an hour before he can come back.

The man raised his right hand, and the rainbow light in the palm of his right hand shone slightly, and then slowly sent the rainbow light into Nezha's body. He closed his eyes and looked carefully.

But for a moment, the man withdrew his hand.

"I said why do you look so tired? It turns out that the spiritual power in your body resonates with the spiritual power in her body."

Mu Yuanzhi will go to treat Tan Shuang's wounds these days and nights. She is not good at grasping spiritual power now, and it is time-consuming and labor-intensive to heal others. Now Nezha resonates with her spiritual power, and her spiritual power consumption is so great that She was exhausted, but Nezha, who was already injured, was needed to replenish her, so she looked sick every day.

No wonder he fell asleep as if passed out.

But if you think about it carefully, Nezha is a soulless person, and the spiritual power from his mother's womb has long been dissipated. Where does the spiritual power in his body come from now?

"Well...something may have happened." The man said this, and was about to go out the window again, but turned back to Nezha's bed, and then put his finger on Nezha's eyebrows to send him spiritual power.

Although it is not clear what accident happened that he does not know, but sending some spiritual power to Nezha can at least make him feel better, and it is not harmful to the body anyway, otherwise how can he look like he has to fall asleep walking all day long? OK?

After being a good person, he planned to leave, but as soon as he left the bed, the person on the bed woke up suddenly, and started to beat him without saying a word.

The man turned around and faced Nezha's murderous palm. The man raised his hand, wanting to receive the palm with one palm.

Who doesn't know the third prince's nickname of "Killing God", not everyone can receive such a fierce slap, but unexpectedly, the man in black not only received the slap, but also faintly overwhelmed Nezha A head trend!

Seeing that the strength of the incoming man was not inferior to his own, Nezha quickly withdrew his palm without holding on. He was about to avoid or forcefully receive the palm of the man in black, but the man in black also retreated.

……

Nezha was very vigilant, but he still said with a cold face: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The man in black seemed to have forgotten that he was a good person who helped him just now, his eyes were full of displeasure and sarcasm, and he said, "What? You still need to ask who I am?" He laughed a few times for some reason, " I won't play with you anymore, there will be a period later! I will meet you in another identity next time."

As soon as the words fell, the man in black turned into a rainbow light, and suddenly dispersed, and he disappeared.

"..."

Nezha didn't chase after him, in fact he didn't know where to chase him.

Listen to the man in black, do they know each other?The man in black's voice was clear and clear, unlike his usual cold voice, with the spirit and arrogance of a teenager, which made him feel...he should know this person, but he searched around in his memory to make sure he had never heard this voice before. I can't help but feel a little troubled.

I really couldn't think of anything, so I simply put it down for the time being, and when I relaxed, I realized that the tiredness of the past few days seemed to have been taken away. At this moment, not only did I not feel sleepy, but I was full of energy.

"Could it be that person just lost something to me?"

Nezha always sleeps like a dead dog these days. He can't even sleep without a canopy. It can be said that he is lethargic. This is absolutely abnormal, but his injury is not healed. Sometimes he wants to walk Lie down, let alone probe.

Looking out of the window, he suddenly remembered Taiyi's words "Be careful with your demon-slaying sword", so he took out the demon-slaying sword with the mentality of trying it out, but the silver-white sword was the same.

Nezha closed his eyes and felt the power of the sword. Suddenly he felt that the Demon Slaying Sword seemed to be fluctuating strangely. At the same time, he felt that there was something slowly flowing in the blood in his body. There is no discomfort, but I feel refreshed all over.

He knew that this was not the feeling of mana walking.

Nezha raised his hand to close the window, feeling uneasy for himself for the first time, and it seemed that something in his own body caused the strangeness of the Demon Slayer Sword.

"Could this be spiritual power? Then that man is a member of the Spirit Race."

As for the Demon Slaying Sword, Nezha thinks it should be renamed appropriately, and I have never heard of the "Demon Slaying Sword" that can be used to search for spirits.

Nezha pushed open the door, walked out slowly, and stopped in front of Muyuanzhi's room, knocked lightly on the door twice, but no one answered, pushed the door open, and the room was locked.

He stepped into his own room again, but opened the window and flipped out, and fell on the tree outside. His room was next to Kihara Zhi's room. At this moment, both windows were wide open, letting in the moonlight , there was no one in the two rooms.

Nezha looked around, and a figure came into his sight. Seeing that person dressed up, he didn't know whether to smile or not.

Is she going out every night these days?I don't even know how to change my clothes.Then he went back at a very fast speed.

Nezha didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he got up and sat in the lobby shortly after dawn.

Half an hour later, Muyuanzhi yawned and went downstairs to prepare breakfast for the three of them. When he saw Nezha, he was slightly taken aback.

Nezha also looked at her when she heard the movement. Her face had returned to normal, but because of the funeral, she had to get up early every day to wipe the ashes on herself, so don't complain too much.

Kihara Zhi suddenly saw Nezha smiling at her, that smile was beautiful, the warm orange light reflected the contours of his face, making him feel dreamy and dreamlike.Kihara Zhi was intoxicated for a while and then was pulled back by reality, Nezha he... can actually smile so warmly? !

She was thinking wildly, but she heard Nezha say: "If you haven't rested well, go and sleep more, I'll make breakfast."

Nezha focused on the first half of the sentence, which meant that he knew that Kihara Zhi had gone out at night.Kihara Zhi is not a fool, of course he heard it, but he avoided the meaning of the words while feeling uneasy.

Kihara Zhi waved his hands and said, "Don't be ridiculous, you know how to cook?"

Nezha did not look at her with speechless eyes as usual, or speak in a joking tone with her occasionally, his eyes were still spring water, and his smile was like morning light: "Okay, then you do it."

"..."

This is not to force her to ask, but to follow her will.Kihara Zhi gave him a big white eye like a cover-up, and turned away from his sight.

Another half an hour later, the canopy woke up early in the morning, and when I got downstairs, I was a little surprised when I saw the prince who had slept all day until the sun was high, sitting at the table.

Tianpeng said: "You have been so tired these days, but you got up very early today."

Nezha smiled lightly and ate the porridge bit by bit.

Canopy also sat down, watching the vegetarian dishes on a table withered, "Are you going to eat these this morning?"

Nezha nodded, but still didn't speak.

Tianpeng asked again: "Where's Yuan Zhi? Why isn't she here?"

Nezha replied: "Xiao Er went home to take care of her sick mother, and she went out to buy groceries."

Tianpeng gave a clear "Oh" and took the bowl to drink the porridge.

The two of them had enough to eat and drink, Nezha cleaned up the dishes, just stepped into the lobby from the back door, and saw Muyuan Zhi came back, but she came back running, looking back from time to time, as if she was hiding from people.

Seeing this situation, Nezha stepped forward quickly, and took the heavy vegetable basket from her hand, "What's the matter? Someone is chasing you?"

Kihara Zhi opened a pair of innocent eyes, nodded and shook his head while watching him, "Yeah! Someone is chasing me! No! That person insisted on chasing me. If I don't accept his chasing, he will chase Come here."

Canopy was confused, "What are you chasing after here? What are you talking about?"

When the canopy finished speaking, before Nezha had time to ask carefully, he heard a clear and bright young voice coming from outside——

"My lady! Don't run away!"

Kihara Zhi: "..."

Canopy: "???"

Nezha's expression was as if struck by lightning, and he was extremely shocked: "You got married when you went out to buy groceries?"

At this time, a man walked in through the gate. The man was wearing patched linen clothes, but he was very clean, his hair was as smooth as silk, and he was tall, about the same height as Nezha. Eyes allow people to see.

Nezha blurted out, "It's you!"

Only then did the man turn his eyes away from Muyuanzhi, and turned to Nezha with a smile on his face, "I said goodbye with another identity, is this identity satisfactory?"

"..."

Satisfied with your size!Who would be satisfied with an inexplicably extra love rival? !

The author has something to say:

Because this article was opened impulsively, there are not many serious manuscripts ←_← It may be stuck for a few days in the middle, but it will be better (ˇωˇ”∠)_

Hmm... I want to write women's play (°ー°〃)