The armies of the two sides entered a stalemate.

The terrain of Tianmen Mountain is precipitous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, Jiang Chiyu took the only remaining 100,000 orc troops, and did not dare to rush to send troops. And the Celestial Clan's army couldn't fight against Jiang Jinge's illusion, so they just stood still, waiting for a good opportunity.

Since the last Hui Heavenly Clan's army fell into the illusion on a large scale and collapsed, Jiang Jinge led a small guerrilla team from time to time to abuse and provoke outside Tianmen Mountain, hoping that Jing Hua could not hold back and lead the army to battle.

But Jinghua seems to be very calm, and he always ignores those ugly words, but he just makes the enchantment outside Tianmen Mountain really solid, and even a fly can't fly in, so as to prevent Jiang Jinge from taking advantage of the weakness to enter and transmit his mental power through other mediums, and there will be chaos in the army.

Jiang Chiyu's idea is still to hope for a quick solution. All his belongings are here, and he doesn't have so much energy to fight a protracted war, in case it drags on again, Xuanyuan Xuan sends any additional reinforcements, and he must be at a disadvantage.

Ah Mo held a food box in one hand, lifted the curtain with the other, and walked into the tent.

"Jinghua, it's time to eat. ”

There was no response in the house.

Ah Mo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly walked a few steps, but found that the man had fallen asleep on the table.

She let out a sigh of relief, put the food box aside, and looked at him distressedly.

He was really tired.

The face that had always been pale was now no longer able to find even a trace of blood. The handsome phoenix eyes were tightly closed, the eyelashes were long, like a frightened butterfly trembling slightly, and the far-reaching eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if they were tossing and turning in their sleep, and the soldiers were uncomfortable.

Ah Mo lightly put a big slapstick on him, and he lost some weight, making the ups and downs of his chest more obvious, and it seemed that just breathing took a lot of effort.

He slept very lightly, and Da Yu only touched his body slightly, and immediately opened his eyes. Xu was not yet fully awake, and the moment he opened his eyes, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but then disappeared again, showing his usual mildness.

"Momo, it's you. He smiled reluctantly, "Am I asleep again?"

"Well," she said, pulling out a handkerchief and wiping his forehead for him, "I've had nightmares again? ”

He smiled awkwardly and held her warm little hand, "I guess I think too much during the day, and I tend to dream when I sleep." ”

Ah Mo pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "You are embarrassed to divide the day and night! You can tell me that you have not eaten as much and slept as much in a day as I have in the past seven or eight days." ”

Jinghua smiled, "I'm not a pig, I can't compare to you compared to eating and sleeping." ”

If it was usual, Ah Mo would definitely scream when he heard him say this, and then continue to argue with him energetically.

But not today.

His recent state is really too worrying, she didn't even have the heart to joke, just took his cold hand and said worriedly: "Jinghua, can I check your pulse again?"

Her fears were not unfounded.

On that day, they returned from Mengze's defeat, and General Tian brought back only half of the soldiers he brought out. Jinghua was the last to come back, and when he came back, he was covered in blood, and as soon as he stepped into the mountain gate, he fainted.

Ah Mo was so frightened that he was distracted and hurried to treat him. Fortunately, there were not many injuries on his body, and most of the blood on his body was from his soldiers. He just fought hard, rested for a while, and then eased up.

General Tian said that Jiang Jinge has illusions, which can manipulate people's spirits and make soldiers fight each other. Later, they all gathered together and turned against Ge Jinghua.

Jinghua had no choice but to use the "Absolute Dust Kill" to save his life and escape.

Of the 30,000 soldiers who died in battle, 20,000 died at his hands.

When he woke up, he didn't talk to anyone for a day and a night, and he didn't allow anyone to enter his room, including Momo.

She's out there going crazy. Tian Meng was also anxious, but he had to comfort her and said, after all, those were brothers who shared life and death with His Highness, and now that he was forced to kill them with his own hands, he had to give him time to calm down.

Fortunately, the next night, Jinghua looked a little better. He continued to read ancient books day and night, discussed with Tian Meng how to crack the illusion, and also took the time to visit Qinglan and Shi'er who were recovering, personally checked the patrol and control situation at the mountain gate, and strengthened the barrier.

He really didn't seem to be much, except that he barely ate and never slept.

Although he usually doesn't have a very good appetite and often stays up late, now it's not at all.

I can't hold it anymore, I can't help but take a small nap, but it will only be a moment, and I will wake up with a cold sweat on my face.

Just like it is now.

His hands were still as cold as ever, and she rubbed them for him in distress, catching his pulse.

Judging from the pulse, there is nothing. Qi and blood deficiency, heart and pulse weakness are all old problems, recently exhausted, not the overall deterioration is already considered lucky, and I don't expect him to get better.

Mo put down his hand and sighed.

It is true that there is nothing to diagnose on the pulse, and the newly transplanted scales on my back are fine, but why is my heart still up and down? Is it really that I am worried about it this time?

With such a person, I am worried every day, this life is really not a human life! Fortunately, I am born with a strong heart and strong nerves, and if I were an ordinary girl, I must have been cut off a long time ago.

He smiled hard, "Isn't it nothing? If you go down, you will be like Changning and them, always suspicious and suspicious." ”

"Even if I'm suspicious. She put away the scroll on his small table and placed the food box, "Let's eat something first, I'll make it myself, eat a little anyway." ”

Seeing those foods, Jinghua's face changed slightly.

Ah Mo wondered: "What's the matter? These are still not appetizing today?

He smiled a little reluctantly, "Can I eat later, I'm not hungry yet." ”

Ah Mo didn't even have a smile on his face, "Not too hungry?" Xuanyuan Jinghua, do you know how long it's been since you've eaten? Are you never hungry!"

Her eyes were red and she was already crying.

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Every day, she cooks by herself, racking her brains to cook all kinds of light and delicate food for him. She even asked the cook what he used to eat, and asked the old man which foods on land were more appetizing.

But it didn't work, she did it three times a day, how to bring it in, and how to bring it out.

Today, she was also determined, carried a stool and sat in front of him, and took out the momentum of a husband and a wife, and no longer allowed him to pass the test in confusion, and said inwardly: "I'm sitting here today! You have to eat too, and you have to eat if you don't eat!"

Jinghua looked at her, and after a while, said softly, "Okay, I'll eat." ”

He actually sat down, picked up the spoon, and began to drink the porridge. After two sips, I picked up another bun and gently bit the skin.

Ah Mo was a little worried at first, afraid that he hadn't eaten for a long time and his stomach couldn't stand it. But he didn't show any signs of pain, except for the occasional pause with his mouth covered, but only for a while, and he soon resumed eating.

A small bowl of porridge, a bun, he quickly finished eating.

Putting down the chopsticks, he also smiled at Ah Mo, "I'm done." ”

His performance was a bit too unexpected, Ah Mo didn't know whether to be happy or more worried, although there was still a lot left, but for him, it was undoubtedly a miracle.

"Is it delicious?" asked Mo.

"Delicious. He forced a forced smile, and his face was a little strange.

Ah Mo leaned over, dropped a kiss on his cheek, and said, "That's good." ”

She made the bed for him, "I'll take a good nap later, I'll wash the dishes first, and I'll sleep with you when I come back, okay?"

With that, she took the food box and exited the door. Before leaving, he saw Jinghua smile at him and watched him leave.

Well, if she were an ordinary girl, she would have left happily.

Unfortunately, she is not.

She lowered the curtain and hid outside the door, but in an instant, she heard him get up in a hurry, and seemed to have tripped over a chair in a hurry.

Then, he was heard vomiting.

He was obviously afraid of alarming others, so he tried to restrain himself, but the intense spasms in his stomach were pouring in, and he could no longer care about anything else.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning over his body, his thin back twitching violently, accompanied by bursts of uncontrollable nausea, and vomiting everything he had just eaten.

He didn't eat much, and soon couldn't vomit anything, but the churning in his stomach didn't let him go, and he lowered his head and continued to retch, mixed with yellow bile and a wisp of blood.

She stood silently behind her.

He didn't even notice when she was already standing behind him.

Until she also squatted down, hugged his still convulsive body into her arms, and hugged it tightly.

"Jinghua, Jinghua......" she cried and asked, "what's wrong with you?

He looked at her a little surprised, and then smiled weakly.

"It's nothing," he wiped the corners of his mouth quietly, "probably too much to eat, a little sick to my stomach." ”

"How long do you want to lie to me?" she was angry, "Tell me honestly, why have you refused to eat or sleep since the last time you came back?

Jinghua sat on the ground a little embarrassed, he hadn't eaten for many days, and he hadn't closed his eyes, every minute and every second of his life was already supported by willpower, and the wild vomiting just now drained his last bit of strength.

He lowered his head, his hands on the ground trembling, and he gasped for a moment before he looked up.

"Momo, I don't really have anything. His eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were gritted, and his voice was almost pleading.

Mo knelt at his feet, trying to hug his tall, but still trembling body, and caressing his back one by one.

"Tell Momo, no matter what terrible things are, say them, and let Momo and Jinghua share them together. She looked at him, gentle, but firm.

Jinghua's lips were already purple, and he smiled dismally at her.

"Say it, will Momo be afraid?"