The blue bird messenger shuddered, and said in a panic: "Lord Shenzun, you can't see the color, I don't know that the layer of pansy color in Meng Zexuanjun's eyes makes him unable to see clearly......"

I shook my head, and hurriedly carried Meng Ze to the hall.

This deity ...... This deity thought that his eyes were the same color, and this deity thought that the color of his eyes was brought out of his mother's womb. The mortal world calls this heredity, and I thought that his father's eyes were probably this color......

I suddenly remembered that the night when the two of us went to the mortal world together, when the whole country of Dongqi was celebrating the emperor's triumph, in the bustling streets, he wanted to walk in front of me to block the crowd of collisions, but for some reason he led me all the way into the crowd.

It turned out that he couldn't see clearly......

It was on that day that after bandaging Meng Ze's wound and temporarily stopping the bleeding, I learned about Meng Ze's eyes from the mouth of the blue bird messenger.

Meng Ze used to be the same as the immortals next to him, his peach blossom eyes were clear and smart. The reason why his eyes have become the way they are now is because of the immortal he likes, the Liangyu Divine Monarch.

Back then, before the death of Liangyu Shenjun, there was a life-saving fairy jade that was snatched away by a demon, and when Meng Ze wanted to recapture the fairy jade to save his sweetheart, he was injured by the demon with the fairy jade. Originally, his eyes were completely invisible after being injured by Xianyu, but later Liangyu saved him with an elixir, and his eyes could see about things, but what he saw was confusion and overlapping scenes.

Moreover, the pansy shadow in his eyes obscured almost all the colors of the world: I thought he could feel the same as I did, the fiery red of the sea of lights in the mortal world, the brilliant blue of the depths of the Milky Way, and the snow-white ethereal clouds of the sky...... He couldn't really see it.

I don't know when the tens of millions of dream tapirs in Xishan besieged him, his eyes couldn't really judge the location of the demon beast, and how he killed it all the way from the top of the mountain.

I don't know how the dream tapir steadied the sword in his hand when he tore off his flesh and skin, and I don't know what color the blood reflected in his eyes.

I sat on the edge of his bed, looking at this thin and young fairy, my brows furrowed, my face pale, and my heart throbbed.

I settled my mind and probed my immortal power with bated breath to see how much more I could give him. But this exploration found that the immortal yuan was very empty, and it was still very weak, and there were only a few people who could cross it to him. In the end, the catastrophe suffered in the whirlpool of the Desireless Sea a few days ago was a bit heavy, and in the past few days, he has gone back and forth in the heavens and the earth, and he has not cultivated.

But fortunately, my blood was still very sufficient, so I took out the broken mountain and turned it into a dagger, cut my arm, sacrificed the blood element, filled two cups with a tea cup, gently pinched his lips, and poured it into him.

After thinking about it, he still didn't feel at ease, although there was not much immortal power that could be transferred to him, but there was nothing left, so he protected his heart and gave him all the immortal power that he could use.

He seemed to be unstable in his dreams, his brows were furrowed, and layers of sweat oozed from his forehead, which I wiped off with a silk handkerchief, but in a moment he was drenched in sweat again. In the middle of the night, he struggled a few times in a coma, and the blood overflowed over and over again, and I pressed his arm to no avail, and then I simply knelt on the bed to press his body.

He finally stopped moving. I exhaled and hurriedly wrapped a few more layers of silk cloth around the bleeding wound. I just gave him the blood yuan and immortal power, and I couldn't support it, and now I suppressed him and a male immortal bandaged his wounds, which made me feel a little weak. I straightened up and slowed down, the moon water flowing through the panes, and all around me was quiet except for my panting.

I was probably also obsessed, looking at his wounds, and suddenly remembered that when I was young, when I used a dagger to cut window flowers in Nie Su's arms, I accidentally cut myself. Nie Su would carefully wrap my wound and ask me if it hurt.

I mean, of course, it hurts.

He snorted, pinched my injured finger again, and when I raised my voice and cried out in pain, he lowered his head close to my finger and blew on me gently: "Do you have a long memory this time, will you dare to play with a dagger in the future?" ”

I said aggrievedly: "Don't dare." ”

"Does it still hurt?" He asked.

"Maybe it won't hurt if you blow it again."

He chuckled and blew on me again. Lao Jun said that I was stupid, but in fact, you see that I am not very stupid, and I can occasionally bargain for a few points of Nie Su.

Tonight, the reason why I said that I was stunned was because the lower body knelt beside him, and the upper body pressed him to prevent him from moving this position, which did not make me feel that it was inappropriate at all, and completely left behind the such thing as men and women not kissing; The second reason is that when I thought of the trivial matter between myself and Nie Su before, I continued to maintain this unbelievable posture, leaned over and lay down on the extremely deep wound on his chest, bowed my head, approached, and gave him a patient blow.

This set of movements was smooth and hearty, and I even maintained this position, giving him a moment to blow on the wound, and blurted out: "I'll blow it on you, do you still hurt?" ”

The sound is like a warm spring breeze, blowing all the way to melt away the cold winter ice and snow, gentle and appropriate, even I feel very comfortable.

Until a low voice came from under itself—

“…… It doesn't hurt ......."

This god was probably stunned, stayed for a while, and a few huge fireworks flew out of my mind, waiting for the fireworks to scatter and return to the cool air, I seriously thought about why Pangu opened the world, why Nuwa made people from the soil, why Kuafu chased the day, and why Yugong moved mountains...... And when this reckless immortal will end, what is the meaning of this embarrassing word.

Finish thinking about that. I straightened my sleeves, my upper body rose up from his chest faintly, endured the hot and painful face, and pretended to be calm: "Oh, it seems that this god venerable blow is still effective......"

"Hmm...... ...... works"

The voice was low in his ears, and the Divine Venerable's brain twitched again...... Why do I have to mention the words "blow", isn't it embarrassing enough just now......

I hurriedly got out of bed, straightened my clothes, stabilized the jade crown, didn't dare to look at him, and said in a panic with a hot face: "I'll ...... I'll pour you a cup of tea, you're going to be thirsty......"

As soon as Fang took a step, he felt that his wrist was being pulled, and before he could react, he took him over.

I hurriedly turned around and said, "You can't push so hard, you know?" It took me a long time to hold you down and stop the bleeding for you......"

Hold down ...... The deity covered his face and simply did not speak. It's wrong to say more, and the more you say, the more wrong it is, and it's not bad not to say it.

"Sushu," he lay there, the corners of his lips were pale and sweaty, but the hand that was clenching my wrist didn't let go for a moment, "Sushu Shenzun, you used to ...... Can you see me? Have I seen you before? He asked.

"When did you say that?" I was stunned and thought, "The first time I saw you was on the evening of the tenth day of June this year, on the bank of the Milky Way. ”

"You remember...... It's clear. He glanced at me, a smile in his bloodshot eyes.

Yes, I remember it well. On the tenth day of June, I met you for the first time. It's a special day for me, and although I'm not an old friend, I know that soul in you. I have not forgotten.

He lowered his eyelids, the light shadow of his eyelashes staining the corners of his eyes, "I thought I met you at that time." But today...... When thousands of dream tapirs besieged me, "I didn't seem to believe it, and I didn't dare to believe it, and when I looked up at me, some mist oozed from my eyes, which made people look very pitiful and distressed," and guess what I saw? ”

I shook my head, "I don't know. ”

He tugged at the corners of his lips, sweat on his forehead wetting his hair, "What I see is a face covered in blood, under the nose, in the ears, and at the corners of the lips......"

"Oh...... It's possible, you know that the dream tapir eats nightmares for a living, and when they bite you, your dreams are pulled out, and you probably see it...... The so-called nightmare is a terrifying dream, and the bloody face you see is probably the result of a terrible dream hidden deep in your heart. I said.

He shook his head and said, "But that face is exactly the same as yours, but the clothes are different......

"How can it be the same as me?" I was slightly shocked and hurriedly explained to him, "Maybe you don't know, I have been sleeping in the depths of the galaxy for 140,000 years, and these 140,000 years can grow into you...... Besides, I have been dressed in plain clothes since I was not dead, and if I am differently dressed, it is not me. ”

His eyelids quivered, and he let go of the hand that was gripping my wrist and shrank back to the side of the bed, his face probably a little disappointed.

"Meng Ze, you actually surprised me a little when you were injured for me this time...... I paused, but still asked, "I don't know why you went to Xishan to slaughter those ten million dream tapirs for me, and I don't know why you care so much about my life and death." ”

He didn't answer, and I stayed there.

The action that stopped me caused the wound on his arm to crack again, and blood seeped out of the silk cloth, and I leaned over and wrapped another layer around him.

"Sushu Shenzun," I looked up, and saw that he was looking down at me, and he spoke slowly, and added, "You and I have known each other for a short time, and you are old friends with Changjue, and he should have told you that I am cruel and violent by nature, and you should stay away from me instead of coming here to take care of me." ”

I frowned: "He didn't tell me, and it's up to the deity to decide who to approach and who to stay away from." You are hurting for me now, and I will never leave you alone. ”

At that time, he looked at me and whispered, "Don't think about it...... I'm just a little scared of the sudden death of someone close to me. ”

"Well, I didn't think much of it, I was just curious. This god knows that you like Liangyu, how many thousands of years of feelings, you will not be empathetic after seeing this god a few times. I smiled.

And he did not answer.

I think when it comes to Liangyu, he is probably a little sad. But his next sentence made this god unexpected.

"What if I say...... Do I have some feelings for you? ”