Jinghong Youlong [Comprehensive + Sword Three]

After coming out of that big house, there is a large wilderness outside.

There was no eerie atmosphere around, and Tang Jinghong finally got out of the assumption that "he might have slipped into a ghost movie".

I don't know whose house that house belongs to, it's also very weird.

Tang Jinghong was carrying a series of camping equipment such as tents, food, bedding, etc. from the gang warehouse, while thinking about what was there and what was missing.

——The guild territory has been temporarily closed and cannot be entered, but the guild warehouse can still be used.Moreover, Tang Jinghong had long considered the possibility of sleeping in the wild, so such items were naturally fully prepared.

Tang Wule's shoulder injury was serious, but he acted bravely, causing the wound to rupture.Tang Jinghong only glanced at it, then looked away indifferently, and just threw him a ball of cloth and hemostatic medicine - he made it himself, wrap it up himself.

So here Tang Jinghong seemed to be juggling, taking out a bunch of things from the guild warehouse out of thin air and started tidying up, while Tang Wule was biting a white cloth in his mouth, awkwardly re-bandaging his wound with one hand.

However, treating the wound by oneself is also a daily routine for the disciples of Tangjiabao. Tang Wule quickly bandaged it up, and then walked to Tang Jinghong's side.

Tang Jinghong has always been nimble in his hands and feet, and in such a short time, she had already lit the bonfire, and there was a circle of dry food skewered on wooden sticks around her, while she was setting up a tent beside her.

There is no wind here, and she didn't see any traces of wild animals passing by along the way, so she used the simplest tent, which was not difficult to set up. Seeing that Tang Wule's wound had been re-wrapped, she raised her chin and signaled him to go to the campfire resting beside.

Tang Wule immediately sat down happily, sniffing the faint aroma of grain in the air, thinking that the little junior sister still cared about him.

The things around the campfire are quite complete, Tang Wule picked up the water bag and took a sip of water, casually wiped away the water stains around his mouth, looked up at Tang Jinghong, and asked: "...you got these things from the place before from?"

Tang Jinghong's subordinates paused, lowered their heads and bit off the string that bound the bracket, and gave a vague "hmm".

Tang Wule couldn't help asking: "So what is that place?"

Tang Jinghong just finished setting up the tent, went back to the bonfire, and sat opposite Tang Wule, her face was flickered by the dancing flames, no emotion could be seen.

After a long time, she slowly explained all the mysteries to Tang Wule - about the system that appeared inexplicably on her body, about these time travels, about her several disappearances and that gang.

——Of course, there is no need to explain the modern things. After all, it is probably a past life memory left behind by forgetting to drink Mengpo soup.

All that Tang Jinghong said was extremely shocking and incredible to Tang Wule, but the brains of the ancient people were not as small as Tang Jinghong thought. In fact, because there were more unknowns, they made up their minds There are even more—Tang Wule almost regards the system as a ruthless and powerful god. As for each of these worlds, they are about the three thousand worlds mentioned by Buddhism. For him, the most difficult to understand, Instead, it was the so-called gang territory.

However, he is not a person who gets to the bottom of the matter. After learning from Tang Jinghong's explanation of the gang's setting that the gang's territory is not harmful to her, he let it go, and even joked: "Didn't you say that the gang must Can I gather ten people within three years? Otherwise, I will be disbanded? Can I join the gang?"

Tang Jinghong glared at him, and was about to say that our gang would not accept people like you, when a dialog popped up in front of him——

[Tang Wule] Request to join the guild, do you agree?

There is also a small line of comments below - there are less than ten members in the gang, and the host is recommended to agree.

Tang Jinghong thought for a while, when he left this dungeon, he still had to let Tang Wule enter the guild territory to take him away, it is better to simply let him join the guild, if there is any problem at that time, at worst, kick him out.

Thinking of this, Tang Wule's very surprised voice was immediately heard: "Eh? What is this... This is the gang warehouse you mentioned? It's such a big place, and there are so many things... Only you can put so many things in it. It's so neatly organized..."

At the same time, there was a "ding—" system prompt:

Tang Wule has joined the gang.

After all, in the suburbs, there was no condition to satisfy their appetites, so the two made do with each other, and had a little argument when they were about to go to bed.

Tang Jinghong only set up a tent, she was thinking that Tang Wule was injured, let him rest, and she came to watch the night.

But don't talk about Tang Wule's feelings for Tang Jinghong, just talk about him as a man, how could he keep a girl much younger than him on guard?So he insisted that he be kept at least midnight watch.

In fact, it was already late at night. From Tang Jinghong's point of view, if he really had to take a shift, he would probably wake up after a short sleep. Why bother?Not to mention that Tang Wule's injury should be taken care of.

Neither of the two could persuade the other, so in the end both of them wrapped their coats and sat side by side at the entrance of the tent—watching the night together.

Tang Jinghong couldn't laugh or cry.

Tang Wule felt that this was quite good.

Tonight the moon is dim, and you can see the stars all over the sky when you look up. The night is already deep, and even the insects are silent, except for the crackling sound of the campfire burning. Occasionally, the wind blows and stirs the leaves. .

Although it is a different world, the scenery always has subtle similarities.

After a while, Tang Wule suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and asked, "By the way, junior sister, didn't you say that... the system, every time you enter a world, it will explain to you what kind of world it is, and set up a world for you. Do you want to set an identity? What kind of world is this time? What is your identity? Do I have an identity?" At the end, Tang Wule's eyes lit up, and it was obvious that he was really interested. Although Tang Jinghong was only simple He talked about his experiences in different worlds, but it was still very interesting to Tang Wule.

"Something went wrong this time..." Tang Jinghong said, looking up at the night sky, and wrote lightly: "After all, it is a world that was forcibly entered to protect the gang territory from collapse, so the system did not explain it, nor did it What identity setting—you can only take one step at a time."

Tang Wule contacted her back and forth—the reason why this dungeon was forcibly opened was to protect the guild territory that was on the verge of collapse, and the reason why the guild territory collapsed was because the junior sister forcibly opened it when the conditions were not met, and the reason why the little junior sister would Forcibly opening the guild territory... is for himself.

After summing it up like this, Tang Wule couldn't help coughing lightly, and said, "So, I was the one who held you back..."

Tang Jinghong was surprised for a moment, and quickly realized his logic.But in fact, if Tang Wule hadn't blocked that blow for her at that time, she would have been injured. She was about to comfort her by saying that it wasn't your problem, but unexpectedly, Tang Wule said another sentence: "...I knew , I am indeed very important in Junior Sister's heart—"

After the voice fell, his whole head suddenly turned to the side.

Tang Jinghong thought that he was going to take the opportunity to kiss himself again, and subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, but before that, he felt that something was wrong——

In the next moment, the skin was touching, and the scalding temperature was transmitted without any barrier.

Tang Jinghong turned his head, Tang Wule leaned softly on her body, his head resting on her shoulder, his eyes were slightly closed, his cheeks were blushing unnaturally, it was obvious——

have a fever.

Injuries are prone to inflammation and lead to fever. In addition, Tang Wule has not had much rest since the injury, and has fought bravely, causing the wound to burst. It is not surprising that he will have a fever at this time.Fortunately, when he was staying in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, Tang Jinghong asked for a lot of common medicines from the little doctors in the valley, and there was no shortage of casserole. Tang Jinghong directly cooked the medicines, poured them into Tang Wule, and put People moved into the tent and placed him to sleep.

Nothing happened overnight.

Tang Wule also slept until dawn.

The sunlight slanting into the tent was a bit dazzling. Tang Wule opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the simple tent. He turned his head slightly to avoid the sunlight, and what caught his eyes was Tang Jinghong's peaceful sleeping face——

I don't know if it was to take care of him, Tang Jinghong wrapped himself in a cloak, sat sideways at the entrance of the tent, with his hands wrapped around his knees, his head facing inward, hanging on his knees, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was taking a nap, under his eyes were deep black film.

Tang Jinghong also closed his eyes for a while when there was no danger in the wild after dawn. Feeling the focused gaze, he immediately woke up—there was still sleepiness in his eyes, and red marks from the folds of his clothes remained on his face. , looking a little shrewd, but a little dazed.

Tang Wule couldn't help laughing, and was about to say hello, but Tang Jinghong pursed his lips, leaned into the tent, and suddenly bent down unexpectedly.

Foreheads meet.

The moment the breath blended, Rao even Tang Wule was a little nervous.

However, the warm touch was fleeting, Tang Jinghong straightened up quickly, breathed a sigh of relief, raised the corners of his mouth again, and said with a smile: "Senior brother is in good health, the fever has subsided."

Tang Wule:? ? ?

Once the fever subsides, you can continue on your way.The two walked out for a long time, and finally arrived at a town.This town is not too big, so it is difficult to see outsiders. Apart from insinuating that this is New Year's Eve, I can't find out anything else. The two of them had a rest, discussed it, and decided to go to the capital. More importantly, when their own identities are unknown, the capital city with mixed fish and dragons is indeed a good choice.

Fortunately, this small town is adjacent to the Northwest Great Wall, and there are many good horses.Considering Tang Wule's shoulder injury, Tang Jinghong originally wanted to buy a carriage, but she didn't like the quality of the carriages in the town, so she had to delay for a few days and asked local craftsmen to rebuild one according to her and Tang Wule's sketches. carriage.

The two drove all the way east, and not long after leaving the small town, the two were keenly aware that a bunch of little tails were following behind them.