The torture behind the glory

Ye Mingming said: "Don't worry, the land of smug is extremely dangerous, my aunt will never send some useless nursing homes to protect us, as far as I know, these nursing homes are all security teams specially transferred by the goddess a few days ago, and all of them are elites in the bloody battlefield, and they should be able to deal with it." ”

"Then let's leave here first and find a place to help Nangong Ion bandage his wounds." Ruyi helped Nangong Ion to walk quickly to the horse prepared in advance.

"What? Nangong Ion? He is the famous Hunter Country, the second prince of the Seven Kingdoms, Nangong Ion? Ye Mingming opened his mouth in surprise, Nangong Ion and his relatives Ruyi Restaurant, Fan Punishment Division, and even the entire Holy Capital are all known, but as Situ, he knows more things than others, the day of harmony is approaching, Nangong Ion has not appeared for a long time, and the goddess is worried about other dangers, so she secretly assigned the Fan Punishment Division to secretly find his way down, and protect him to enter the Holy Capital safely, but he didn't expect this mistake to be encountered by them.

Nangong Ion leaned weakly on Ye Mingming's shoulder, his half-drooping eyelids were slightly raised, and his lips moved: "It's Nangong Ion below, thank you Gongzi for coming to the rescue." ”

"What did the second prince say, protecting your safety is the responsibility of our Fan Punishment Division, don't worry, I will protect you even if I risk my life."

The sense of justice that rose in vain and wanted to do something that would make him raise his head in front of Jia Xuan, Ye Mingming patted his chest and assured, looking righteous and awe-inspiring, but a bit of Situ's style of forgetting life and death and sacrificing himself.

It's a pity that he can't even protect himself, so what can he do to protect others. Ruyi rolled her eyes, and the long whip rode her horse high and disappeared into the night.

The sky was slightly white, and the two horses appeared in the courtyard outside the Holy Capital where Qian Song was once hiding, and Nangong Ion was seriously injured and passed out with a bump along the way.

Ruyi and Ye Mingming helped him to lie on the dusty bed, carefully untied the clothes on his body that were coagulated by blood, the clothes stuck to the wound, and gently dragged down, the flesh and blood in the wound were also withdrawn, the painful Nangong Ion frowned slightly, and Ruyi hurriedly lightened the strength of his hand.

Strip your clothes. His exposed body was stained red with blood. But you can still see the traces left by his bloody battle, and the slightly raised scars are all over his body, and it hurts just to look at it.

Ruyi's cold fingers stroked each scar that recorded his heroic and invincible mortals on the battlefield, and roughly counted eleven. In addition, there are nineteen new wounds added to the body by the Blood Shadow Killer this time. Two of the wounds were red. It seems to have been injured not long ago.

Looking at this unsightly body, Ruyi's distressed eyes were slightly red, what did this person go through?

Fight for the hunting country. built immortal feats and made it the most powerful country in the Seven Kingdoms of Kyushu, if Nangong Quzi really wanted to abolish Chang Liyoung, it was also what he deserved, but he didn't expect him to suffer such treatment.

The fingers touched the wound on the stomach where the internal organs could be seen, and it bounced back like an electric shock, she was afraid that if she was not careful, the hot stomach and intestines would be scattered, in fact, she could use spells to help him relieve the pain and stop the continuous flow of blood, but after the battle with Dong Wan'er, her spiritual power was exhausted, her cultivation was degraded, and even her eyes were gradually blurred, she wanted to use spells, but she couldn't do it.

"It's too miserable, not an inch of skin is intact." Ye Mingming turned around uncomfortably, feeling like his stomach had been pinched, and he retched.

"The blood is still flowing, slut, go find some herbs that can stop the bleeding." Ruyi glanced at Ye Mingming, reached out and tore off a piece of veil hanging in front of him not far away, and clumsily helped him bandage the wound, but the wound was too deep, and it was likely to be inflamed without hemostats and painkillers.

"I'll look for it." Ye Mingming glanced at Nangong Ion, who had almost turned into a bloody man, and left quickly.

Ruyi found some water to help Nangong Ion wipe the blood stains on his body and face, and gently pulled the hair that was coagulated by blood behind his ears, revealing an angular and handsome face, his black eyelashes were like a crooked river, his eyes were closed, and the narrow corners of his eyes were slightly raised.

Although he was still unconscious, he could still see the usual unsmiling and cold indifference on his face, as if he had experienced too much life and death parting on the battlefield, flesh and blood flying, indifferent human feelings, a little vicissitudes of life but with a forbearance of fatigue.

His fingers were clenched, and his blue-gray muscles and bones were faintly violent, even if he was unconscious, he was in a state of full body alert, and he didn't know how many pursuits and dangers he had encountered along the way, and how many times he had woken up from a deep sleep.

The value of survival is to live, and to live is to be better.

Nangong Ion is just surviving, and it is too tiring for him to live, because he has too much on his shoulders and too much to bear.

The status of the hunting country in the Seven Kingdoms of Kyushu was fought by Nangong Ion with his life, but although he was appreciated by Nangong Quzi and worshiped by everyone, he lost the value of living, and the love of brotherhood became sword fighting, and living a stable life became evading pursuit, so he was sad and needed to be accompanied.

Suddenly, Nangong Ion's clenched fist tightly grasped Ruyi's hand, it was hot and hot, Ruyi's hand was a little painful by his grip, and he frowned and wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it out.

I'm still so strong in my hands when I'm unconscious, but why is it so hot?

"Ahh It's hot. ”

Ruyi probed his forehead with his other hand, it may be that the wound is inflamed, why hasn't Ye Mingming come back after going out for so long, this looks like it's not far from the saint, and if you are familiar with it, there shouldn't be any danger.

"Don't ...... Don't leave, stay, don't ......" may have had too much fever, Nangong Ion began to mumble nonsense, and the hand holding Ruyi became tighter and tighter, for fear that it would disappear as soon as he let go.

Ruyi patted his hand: "Don't worry, I won't leave." ”

Maybe with Ruyi's comfort, Nangong Ion quieted down, and his frowning eyebrows couldn't help him like a mountain, I don't know what kind of sad parting he encountered in his dream, even a person like him who crawled out of the battlefield would be melancholy and sad.

"Last time, you handed over the blue jade fox pendant to me for you to keep it, saying that it was fateful for him to come back to ask for it one day, and now it's time to return it to you."

Ruyi pulled the blue jade fox pendant at his neck, and the light and cold comfort like spring water fell into Nangong Ion's hand, he held Ruyi's hand tightly and sent it away, and then clenched the pendant again, and even the tightly frowning eyebrows flattened, and there was no more muttering. (To be continued.) )