I was taken aback by Qinghui's action of kicking the garbage can.

Light coffee: ...... What kind of thorn-headed host am I bound to?

And how the hell did you do this kind of thing with a soft and cute face?

Qinghui pursed his lips.

I feel that winning a sick and disabled person is too low my b-level.

Finally, he thought about it with a frown.

Or step forward.

I just carried him up.

Carry the bright moon home!

Seeing Qinghui, he was finally willing to treat Lord Mingyue well.

A slight sigh of relief.

'Lord Qinghui, shall I navigate the nearest hospital for you?' ’

Although it was a minor injury, it was rained, some inflammation, and I began to have a fever.

Yes, you need to go to the hospital to deal with it.

Qinghui sighed and snorted as he carried the person on his shoulder.

Hearing this, he turned his head, full of doubts.

There is no fight to fight.

Her round eyes, which lit up, dimmed again.

Full of laziness.

The tone is also decadent, lazy and soft.

"What are you doing in the hospital?"

Light coffee: ......

'Lord Mingyue is injured. ’

"I know."

So isn't she carrying it now?

Why is there so much nonsense?

Long-winded.

‘…… Then Lord Qinghui, where are you going to take Lord Mingyue? ’

Asaka cautiously spoke.

Don't dare to speculate on her thoughts.

"Go home, find a place, put it away."

Qinghui turned his head sideways and spoke.

How do you look like you're talking so much?

But it's still a reluctant explanation.

"Wait for tomorrow, bask in the sun, and it will be fine."

As a spirit sword, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

It's raining tonight, there's no moon, and tomorrow the sun comes out.

Get more sun, and it's definitely better.

Then you can have a good fight!

If it weren't for the fact that he seemed to be very capable of fighting and was willing to fight with her.

She didn't care about him.

The little girl spoke earnestly.

"I'm a spirit sword, not an immortal sword."

The spirit sword is right or wrong.

Only the enemy in front of you.

Only desire to win.

So not a philanthropist.

Thinking of this, Qinghui turned his head and looked at the person who was groggy and carried away by himself.

The round eyes that were not bright, narrowed, and said dangerously.

"When you sleep well, you want to compensate me well."

Have a good fight.

Light coffee: ...... I think you're trying to kill him.

"But Lord Qinghui, now Lord Mingyue is not a spirit sword, but a human, and if you do this, you will die!" ’

Asa felt like she was heartbroken.

If you die, you can't finish the mission. ’

Qinghui continued to walk forward.

'I can't fight you!' ’

Qinghui, who pretended not to hear the noise, paused.

Don't fight with me?

This problem is a bit serious.

Finally, this guy has such a side.

If you don't try your hand well, I'm so sorry for myself.

What's more, the other people in this plane are weaker than the plane where the sword master is located.

It's all a group of Luobei.

She doesn't cut Luobei.

Pull down the b-square.

The most powerful one is probably the one she carried.

And he's better looking than the others.

Lord Kiyoki expressed his satisfaction.

Feel the heat getting hotter and hotter on him.

Turned.

"Navigation."

Apparently changed their minds.

"Okay, Lord Kiyoki, please follow this path and turn to the right......

Qinghui was carrying people and felt a little tired.

It's kind of trying to drag people along.

But he wasn't awake yet.

I heard from the shallow coffee, just to bask him in the sun.

will die.

It's definitely not okay to drag it out.

Qinghui was a little irritable.

Turning her head, a pair of dead fish eyes looked at the person she was carrying a little viciously.

"How is it so ...... Fragile? ”

I thought about adjectives for a while.

Lord Qinghui gritted his teeth.

The tone was very disgusting.

Light coffee: ......