Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 160

[One hundred and sixtieth octopus soup]

After Azhi took medicine for Xuanlong, he returned to the heaven. After all, he has grown up, and he will no longer pester his parents to hug him like he did when he was a child.

It’s just that Xuanlong was injured so badly, Azhi was really worried, and when he returned to the heaven, he went straight to the Medical Immortal Hall and asked the most powerful medical god to teach him the art of healing.

He is naturally gifted and intelligent, and at such a young age, his cultivation base has already surpassed many years and several times his age. The technique, Azhi Banzhu incense kung fu started, and he was so shocked that Lingyue, the head of the medical god, could not wait to accept him as a disciple on the spot, but unfortunately Azhi, as the prince of the heavens, will inherit the throne of the emperor in the future, so he must not waste his time. here.

The healing technique A Zhi learned was called “Broken Fall”. If he really wanted to go into detail, this technique was only considered skin in the orthodox healing technique, but it was more than enough to treat the trauma caused by intermediate-level monsters.

Ah Zhi thanked Lingyue and rushed back to the mortal world.

One day in the sky, one year on the ground, although we hurry and hurry up, three or four days have passed in the mortal world, and the small courtyard is caged in the dark night, silently.

At this time, it was late at night, the lights in the courtyard were not lit, and for ordinary people, they could not see five fingers, but they did not hinder the action of God. Azhi shrank to an inch and appeared at the door of the bedroom on the second floor. Has Xuanlong rested?

No one responded.

Azhi clearly sensed that Xuanlong’s aura was in the room, and after three consecutive times without a response, he went straight through the door.

The structure of the bedroom is similar to that of the dining room downstairs. The room is not big. There is a bed facing the door and against the wall. Xuanlong is dressed in white underwear, lying on the bed quietly, with his hands on his abdomen, and a quilt attached to his body. nothing.

A small half-white candle was burning on the round table not far away, and the candle light flickered slightly with Azhi’s arrival, flickering on and off.

Ah Zhi’s intuition was wrong, he quickly approached, and found that Xuanlong’s face was paler than when he left after giving him the medicine, his lips were chapped, and his breath was so weak that he seemed to be dying.

Although he knew that God would not die so easily, he still felt his heart constrict, and people lost their sense of proportion. At first, he was patient and panicked and gently called Xuanlong. Seeing that Xuanlong didn’t respond for a long time, he pinched Xuanlong’s shoulder. Gradually, it swayed lightly.

“Mother…Mother, wake up…don’t scare me…”

Xuanlong felt very noisy. He tried to open his heavy eyes and saw that the mouth of the person above was constantly moving, but he couldn’t hear anything . After clearing his voice, his eyes took a while to focus on Azhi’s face.

When Ah Zhi saw that he was awake, he suddenly let go of his strength, and his eyes were red.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Xuanlong muttering to himself.

“You’re here…”

Azhi said, “Well, I went to theology with Lingyue to study “Destruction” to heal your wounds.”

“How could you be so ill, your forehead is so hot… that’s all. , don’t you know how to call a medical fairy to treat me? If I don’t come, are you ready to die here?”

Azhi was angry and distressed, raised his hand, and a silver basin appeared on the edge of the bed. Picking up the cotton white cloth in the silver basin, twisting off the excess water and folding it into a cube, gently covering it on Xuanlong’s forehead.

Xuanlong raised his hand laboriously, held the hand that he would not be able to leave in the future, put it on his face affectionately, and said dumbly: “You have not been in my dream for a long time…”

Azhi was stunned for a while, intuition mysterious Long had recognized the wrong person, and it could be seen that he was so nostalgic that he couldn’t ruthlessly shatter his dream, so he remained silent.

“Ayuan…” Xuanlong pressed his hand against his, and tears suddenly came from the corners of his eyes. He didn’t wear a mask on his face, and the scar left on his right face after being burned by the fire of karma was attached to the back of Azhi’s hand, and it felt uneven to the touch. , which made Azhi feel very uncomfortable.

“…”

“I miss you…” Xuanlong said in a low voice.

The person in front of him never answered him.

Xuanlong was used to it. Even if Yan Yuan entered his dream, he mostly just looked at him and didn’t speak to him, so when Yan Yuan, who turned into a nightmare, spoke to him, he would be so obedient.

“Now…I have cooked chicken soup…it’s very good…”

“It’s better than the boss at the counter…”

“When are you coming back…I’ll cook it for you…” Okay…”

“100,000 years, a million years… 10,000 years… I can wait…”

“You come back…”

No one knows what it’s like to wait for someone who will never come back .

At least they no longer expect Yan Yuan to come back. Everyone has accepted this cruel reality. The god of the spirit has Yan Jing, and Azhi has grandfather and grandmother. They accompany each other, and as time passes, they gradually lose He came out of the pain of his relatives, only Xuanlong still stubbornly stood in place and refused to move forward.

After Ah Zhi became an adult, he was finally willing to listen to Xuan Long and Yan Yuan’s past. He finally understood the pain of Yan Yuan’s departure for Xuan Long, but it was the first time he intuitively felt the pain and the despair.

God’s life is too long, and living like this is actually far more painful than dying.

Being injured by such monsters shouldn’t have been so seriously ill, but Xuanlong’s divine body was remodeled, and he once blocked Yan Yuan’s scourge. The injuries, big and small, have never been seriously treated, and they have gotten worse over time.

Xuanlong soon fell asleep again, Azhi carefully pulled his hand out of his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice,

“Don’t cry…you still have me in the future, I will come to visit often. Yours.”

“Why don’t you move back to the heaven, so that you can see me every day, and you won’t feel lonely…”

Xuanlong woke up the next day and found that the deteriorating wound on his chest had completely healed. The sun was already rising outside, he put on his clothes and went downstairs,

Azhi was walking out of the pantry with a bowl in hand, and looked up to see him, with a look of joy.

“Mother, are you awake? I made red dates and lotus seed soup, come and try it.”

Azhi was wearing a gray apron that he didn’t know where to find it, and his white face was stained with ashes , And like a cat, looks a bit silly.

After Xuanlong woke up, he smelled Azhi’s breath in the bedroom. Knowing that he had been there, he was not surprised to see Azhi, but he was a little ecstatic when he saw the soup in his hand.

Azhi called him a few times before Xuanlong responded, took the bowl, and muttered: “Azhi did…”

“Yes.” The

red dates and lotus seed soup looked very good, Xuanlong picked up the spoon and ate it After taking a sip, unexpectedly, the entrance was slightly bitter, with a mushy taste, but my heart was very warm.

“Is it delicious?…” Ah Zhi looked at him without blinking.

“Delicious.” Xuanlong curled his lips.

“Then you should eat more, to replenish qi and blood, there is still in the pot.”

“Okay.” The

two sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, Xuanlong slowly ate the red dates and lotus seed soup, Azhi He watched him eat, and when he finished eating, he asked him if he still wanted it. Xuanlong said he wanted it, and Azhi picked up the bowl and filled it up again, adding two more times in total.

When Azhi saw that he had eaten several bowls, he couldn’t help but put another bowl for himself when he was serving the third bowl, and brought it to the table to eat with Xuanlong, but he vomited “bah bah bah” as soon as he took a sip , frowned and said, “It’s all mushy!”

“Don’t eat it, don’t eat it…” He reached out and grabbed Xuanlong’s bowl. “Drink so much when it’s paste, it won’t be poisoned…”

Xuanlong: “It’s fine.”

Azhi wanted to reprimand Xuanlong for not caring for his body, but then he thought that this was because he hadn’t seen each other in more than 100,000 years. His child made it for him by himself. He was afraid that even if the poison Xuanlong was added, he would eat it without changing his face, so he couldn’t bear to open his mouth.

Seeing him gloomy, Xuanlong said, “I feel good…Thank you…”

Azhi raised his head, his brows tightened, “Why are you saying thank you…do you treat me as an outsider?”

Xuanlong’s throat moved slightly. : “No… just, I feel happy.”

Azhi hummed and smiled: “Then you must be used to it, there will be many more joys in the future.” In the

afternoon, Azhi asked Xuanlong to move When he returned to Heaven, Xuanlong refused on the grounds of habit. If he left, the irises in the courtyard would be left unattended.

Although Azhi was not very happy, he still respected Xuanlong’s wishes, and when he left, he said that he would come to see him next time when he was free.

It has only been ten days in the heavens, and ten years have passed on the earth. As a prince, Azhi shoulders a heavy burden, and he always doesn’t have so much time to come down to see Xuanlong.

Most of the time, Xuanlong was alone, traveling alone, and his life was no different from before. Except that sometimes after getting rid of evil in the mortal world, he would buy some fresh food in the market on the way back, and he would buy some to go to heaven for Azhi.

He still misses that person. In the dead of night and in the middle of the night, every time he is seriously injured, an untimely thought will pop up in his mind: if he falls asleep, he doesn’t need to wake up again, that’s fine.

One day after a hundred years, Xuanlong came back from the mortal world, and found that there was a bowl of fish soup on the table in the dining room, and the stove had been used, but there was no one left in the room…

About Update and plot development

Long-term insomnia and severe lack of sleep are really difficult to support high-intensity mental work. , I tried to write an update today, but I opened the comment area and saw some sarcastic comments, and my mentality was really broken.

(In order not to continue to affect the mood, I deleted those comments.) I

have always adhered to the idea of ensuring the quality no matter what, I would rather stop when the state is not good, rather than forcefully write something that I can’t touch. something perfunctory you.

Thank you very much for the readers who have been chasing the article. Many readers have been chasing since I wrote the first book. I have seen all the recommendation votes that I persistently cast in the background. Sometimes I feel sorry for you. The state of the past two years is really bad. I have been writing a book on and off for almost two years and it has not yet finished. I also want to finish it quickly, but I cannot write it by forcing a photo. When my body is tired, my emotions are exhausted. There is no way to substitute for the character, and there is no way to empathize with the character.

It’s coming to an end anyway, and I can totally scribble, but I don’t want to. I need to give you an explanation, and I hope I have a beginning and an end.

There is a bit of confusion about the next plot development.

Should Yan Yuan return to Xuanlong directly and completely, or should she return to a pure flower essence with no memory of the past?

As you think, the plot I set is: An iris in the courtyard is attached to a wisp of Yan Yuan’s soul ash. With the careful irrigation of Xuanlong, it grows spirit and transforms into a new one. Life, then this new life, do you want him to be Yan Yuan with complete memory, or a pure love flower essence who loves his master? If it is the former, the ending will come faster. If it is the latter, Hua Jing will recover her memory in the process of getting along with Xuanlong and after the soul and flesh are united. The process should be relatively sweet. Compared with the former, it will be slightly longer and the end will not be so fast.

Everyone can vote here. I hope that friends who have returned Yan Yuan with complete memories will deduct 1, and I hope that those who return are pure flower essences will deduct 2. I will refer to your opinions.

As for the update, I’m sorry that I still can’t guarantee the timing and frequency to you, the only thing I can guarantee is that I will do my best to give you the best possible ending.

The bad sleep is going on for too long, and if I can’t get it back on my own, I may need to go to the hospital.

Thank you again for your support. After the update, we will inform you on Weibo @一曉子zai that Weibo has written about the follow-up development of Ah Zhi and Ah Lie. Interested friends can go and have a look.

Finally, gentle reminder can make the author more motivated~

[End of This Chapter]