He and It

Of course, now that Liu Fuguang has returned, these confusions can be regarded as trivial matters. The most important thing is to take good care of his body.

In the past, Yan Huan was cruel and ruthless, not just to leave a way for Liu Fuguang to survive. He snatched and peeled off a soul and Taoist heart, and completely destroyed Liu Fuguang's body and meridians. Now he wants to put it back, where is it? So easy? What's more, this soul has been held in his body and nourished with pure spiritual power for so many years. It is like a little golden sun. How can Liu Fuguang bear it now?

The most urgent task is to cure his body first.

The treasures of heaven and earth are like flowing water... no, like a flood pouring into the Dragon God's lair. Liu Fuguang's body was too weak and he couldn't eat too much. Yan Huan lifted up his robe and sat on the ground, as if he was doing something important and decisive for the world, one stone at a time. Picking up the right spiritual grass one by one, picking off the fine petals one by one, and sweeping them into the pocket jade bowl.

From selecting, cleaning, pounding, and brewing the medicine, he did it all by himself. Yan Huan did not allow others to interfere. He carefully stirred the gurgling jade can until the pot of spiritual dew was dried, and then stretched out his wrist. He reached the top of the mouth of the fou, popped out a sharp pointed armor, cut off the blood vessels on it, bled it out until it was almost done, and then continued to fry it.

One drop of the evil dragon god's blood is enough to kill an entire city, but Liu Fuguang is different from everyone else. As a supreme benevolent person, for him, Yan Huan's blood is the best medicine. Looking at the divine blood pouring into the medicine can, Yan Huan opened his eyes wide, with a smile of great joy and satisfaction on his face.

When he thought that his blood would flow in Fuguang's body and become one with him, Yan Huan's nine eyes would tremble non-stop, and the dragon's horn on his forehead would itch fiercely.

After he finished cooking the bowl of medicine, he carefully picked it up and walked towards the bedroom. After such a long absence, the breath of the loved one once again dispersed in the Dragon Palace, gentle, fluffy, and soft like fragrant clouds and moonlight. Not only did Yan Huan have a dreamlike and unreal feeling, but even this living place The nest is also full of greed, desperately sucking all traces of Liu Fuguang's life here - his taste, his sight, his heartbreakingly light weight, his bare feet walking on the ground, the touch and temperature of his skin, his His fingertips brushed against the bed and walls, furniture and flowers and trees, leaving slightly warm fingerprints...

Is there no limit to such happiness? Even if Liu Fuguang didn't smile or talk to him, Yan Huan still felt that even if he immediately twisted his head and rolled the body into the bottomless abyss, he would still be satisfied and would not have any complaints.

"Help... help the light," he controlled the trembling when he said the name, and whispered to the person lying on the bed, "It's time to take medicine now, get up, okay?"

Liu Fuguang breathed slightly and just lowered his eyelashes.

After returning here, except when he drank medicine, he looked at the wall and bed curtain all day long, with a faint look on his face, as if he had lost all interest in the outside world. No matter Yan Huan racked his brains and tried his best, no matter whether it was treasures and costumes, wonders and sights, tricks, plays, or new games... none of them could attract his attention.

The Jinghua Tower in Hezhou, Xiniu, is home to the Seven Treasures Goddess and the Wonderful Witch. They sing and dance all day long, colorful silks are flying, and they play the konghou and Ruan Xian. It is the most wonderful and happiest place in the entire three thousand worlds. Yan Huan moved it here for him There were all thirty-three of them, surrounding the Dragon Palace. However, these music and dances that could make dying patients dance happily only made Liu Fuguang stare for a moment.

In the Saha world, there is a kind of little fleshy man, who is only the size of a palm, but is good at reading romance, eloquent, and can interpret the most bizarre and twisted stories in the world. Yan Huan picked up a country by its roots, placed it in front of Liu Fuguang, and ordered them to take it. Even the most hard-hearted demon cultivator shed tears in this dream-like illusion of life, but Liu Fuguang remained silent, but afterward asked Yan Huan to send them back the way they came, without causing any harm.

Yan Huan was overjoyed that he was back, but at the same time, he was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious and anxious. How great it would be if Liu Fuguang could beat him, scold him, hurt him with sharp weapons, and vent his anger and hatred on him! It won't be like the current state, like a pool of stagnant water, unable to make any waves.

Liu Fuguang sat up slowly with his arms supported. Yan Huan wanted to help him lift him up or hold him in his arms, but he didn't dare, so he could only kneel down beside him and hand the bowl to the patient.

If there were bystanders present, this scene would be a bit funny. The Dragon God, who should be aloof, is now like a dutiful servant, serving meticulously by the bedside. However, during the short-term appointment process, the demon cultivators who were lucky enough to be selected and came here to serve as attendants all know that no matter what time, do not look at the Supreme Taoist monk, unless you no longer want your own eyes. , or fate.

The medicine was extremely bitter. In order to recuperate his body, Liu Fuguang could not eat any other food except the tasteless spiritual dew. Fortunately, after being fed by Yan Huan without restraint for a period of time, his face was no longer so white and almost transparent.

Seeing that he drank the medicine without frowning, Yan Huan took the medicine bowl with one hand - the tentacles in his palm suddenly cracked, greedily wrapped around the place where Liu Fuguang's lips had touched, and licked it too many times, With an imperceptible cracking sound, the Dragon God directly chewed up the jade bowl, and rolled all the residue into his body. His other hand handed over a lovely delicate celadon box with round jade snow. , which is filled with amber-like crunchy golden honey pieces. The fragrant honey fragrance is like the melting sunshine, which makes people feel warm in their hearts.

"Eat some sugar," Qingqing, using the nickname between husband and wife, Yan Huan called him secretly, which made his heart tremble. He coaxed in a low voice, "The medicine is very bitter, eat some sugar, the sugar is sweet." It’s sweet.”

After a long time, Liu Fuguang didn't respond. Just when Yan Huan thought in despair that he still didn't respond today, the young man glanced slightly, stretched out the index finger and thumb of his right hand and gently twisted it in the porcelain box.

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