"Hmm." Ziyu nodded, agreeing with what Mu Ling said.

"Ziyu, you can sleep with me." Although the bed next door was empty, Mu Ling didn't dare to let Ziyu sleep alone. In case Ziyu hurts Jiang Huan while he is asleep, and happens to be caught by the two of them, it will be over.

Where did Ziyu know the twists and turns in Mu Ling's heart, and just said:

"Okay."

So Mu Ling packed up the bed and let Ziyu lie inside, while she was outside.

Jiang Huan looked at the two of them, and his heart was a little sour: "You are also tired, go and rest." The two of them had just experienced a killing, and they were indeed a little tired. Hearing Jiang Huan say this, he didn't get entangled, but clasped his fists with both hands and said:

"The subordinates retired." The two of them withdrew as they spoke, but they did not go far, but sat in the doorway and watched. Jiang Huan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them leaving, and stretched out his hand to rub his shoulder. From the very beginning, his shoulder hurt terribly, and every word he said required a lot of energy. But they couldn't let the remnants of the sun know, so they had to bite the silver teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.

Jiang Huan only felt a little dizzy in his head, and he didn't even have time to cover the quilt, so he fell on the bed.

A man appeared in front of Jiang Huan. The man had a pair of red pupils, dressed in white, and his long snow-white hair was tied high with a blue ribbon. If Jiang Huan was awake, he would find that this man looked exactly like him.

He walked up to Jiang Huan and looked down to find that the bandage on Jiang Huan's back was still stained with blood. His brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and he scolded in a low voice:

"What a stupid guy in the truest sense of the word."

scolded and scolded, but the man in white still attached one of his hands to his wound, a trace of white light appeared, and the blood was gone.

This man in white was the White Tiger Divine Monarch that Jiang Huan had dreamed of before, and he had been sleeping in Jiang Huan's body, but somehow he sensed Jiang Huan's injury, so he woke up. The White Tiger Divine Monarch stroked Jiang Huan's cheek and chuckled, "Little guy, don't be as stupid as today the next time we see each other." After saying that, it turned into a burst of white light and returned to Jiang Huan's body.

On the second day, Jiang Huan was still asleep, but he felt that someone was shaking his body, and he couldn't help but wake up.

Chikage put the things at hand on the side of the bed and said, "It's time for Childe to change the dressing."

After Jiang Huan got up, he habitually rubbed his shoulders and muttered to himself:

"Strange, why doesn't it hurt."

After Qianying took off the gauze wrapped around Jiang Huan's body, his mouth opened into an O-shape, and he said in an incredulous tone:

"Childe, your injuries are healed?"

Jiang Huan heard what Qianying said, and looked at him with a blinded expression:

"Nice?"

Qianying said with some excitement: "Yes, Childe doesn't even have a wound on his body. I think it was the Bodhisattva who appeared and healed Childe's injury. ”

If the White Tiger Divine Monarch hadn't fallen asleep again last night, he would have come out to scold him when he heard Qianying's words.

"It's clear that I treated him, are you deliberately looking for a beating by throwing the credit to the Bodhisattva?"

Jiang Huan glanced at Qianying and said:

"Now that we're well, it's time for us to go. You go and ask Mu Ling, has that Ziyu decided? If he wants to go, you will give him a bag of broken silver for his fare. If he wants to stay, he will go to Liangzhou with us. ”

Qianying saw that Jiang Huan's wound was healed, and there was a smile between his eyebrows.

"My subordinates understand."