Chapter Sixty-Eight: Fourth-level crystal nucleus, dusty past

Tuanzi nestled in Xia Mi's arms and only felt drowsy, and just when it was about to close its eyes, Xia Mi, who had been thinking for a long time, suddenly said loudly: "Yu Le's chip is on his left arm. ”

Xia Mi didn't tell the truth.

Xia Mi had some doubts in his heart when King Chujiang appeared just now, and after listening to Tuanzi's words, this doubt was even worse. As a system, the role of Tuanzi is to supervise the host and release tasks, but the task of finding the chip is directly released by leapfrogging, and King Chu Jiang is directly attached to Tuanzi's body without warning. Xia Mi guessed that Yu Le's previous actions should have been discovered by King Chu Jiang and were afraid of it.

They couldn't shoot directly, and they didn't know the true location of the chip in Yu Le's body, so they could only hand over the task of finding the chip to Xia Mi in the way of issuing tasks. She had a vague guess in her mind that after she handed in the results of the mission, the next task to get the chip would be posted.

Sure enough, Tuanzi paused as if he was in contact with someone else, "Congratulations to the host for completing the task, and reward a level 4 crystal nucleus." ”

As its words fell, an extra crystal nucleus glowing with purple light appeared in Xia Mi's space. At the same time, the guess in her heart was also confirmed - the system really didn't know the real situation of Yule's chip.

After the official rewards were distributed, the group looked very excited. The drowsiness was swept away, and it flapped its wings and flew around Xia Mi seven or eight times before stopping: "Dear, you are so good!" ”

Xia Mi raised the corners of his mouth almost imperceptibly, and said softly: "I want to rest, are you still fine?" ”

The rare gentleness surprised Tuanzi a little, and the little head rubbed Xia Mi's hand affectionately, and it shook its head: "It's gone, the host should rest quickly!" I'm going to rush back when it's dawn! ”

With a low hum, Xia Mi didn't speak again, her original intention was to test whether there was really a next task, but she was a little hesitant to answer at the moment. Could it be that she is overthinking?

In order to prevent the group from seeing the clues, Xia Mi gathered his mind. The whole person leaned back on the soft chair, she intended to pretend to sleep, but she really fell asleep without paying attention. The end of the world is precarious, she has been highly nervous all day, but she has not dreamed for a long time, and at this moment she suddenly got two points of leisure but fell into a dream.

The heavy past roared by like a picture scroll, Xia Mi frowned in her sleep, and the curvature of the raised eyebrows showed the instability of the master's emotions. Tuanzi naturally discovered Xia Mi's abnormality, shouted a few words, and found that she still didn't move, and there was no other danger when she saw it, so she went away.

Xia Mi didn't hear the shouts of the group, and in a hazy way, her consciousness returned to the thirteen-year-old battlefield.

The grass at the border pass was bleak and white, and the slender grass stems looked a little weak, but Xia Mi knew that there was endless vitality in them. The cold wind blew the cheeks of the people with great pain, and the soldiers in front of the big tent wore cotton clothes and armor, and their faces were cracked and red.

Xia Mi stood in front of the tent, but he didn't dare to move a step. The deeper the buried memory, the more painful it will be when it is dug up. She had already recognized it at this moment, this battlefield was the last battle fought before the death of the former emperor.

The sky gradually darkened, Xia Mi stood upright by the tent, there were many doctors and generals who came and went, but no one found her.

"Shhhh

There was a slight cry of pain in the tent, Xia Mi's footsteps paused, and finally drove his footsteps in. The guards didn't stop her, and Xia Mi walked through the curtain and inside. Like the people outside, everyone in the tent was busy and didn't notice her presence.

She is a soul. It's just a dream.

Xia Mi knew everything clearly.

But the scene in front of him is the same as the memory, so real that Xia Mi doesn't want to wake up.

Unlike outside the tent, there were braziers burning in the tent on all sides, and the warm heat made people's hearts even more anxious. Even if he didn't have five senses, Xia Mi could feel the rich bloody breath in the air. After stopping by the tent door for a while, Xia Mi gritted his teeth slightly and walked into the inner room separated by a screen.

The inner room was full of people, Xia Mi glanced at the military doctor squatting on a low stool, and put his eyes on the lying person. The person on the bed was dressed in black armor, which had been untied by the healer at this moment. His brows furrowed, his sideburns wet with rolling sweat, and his pale lips and blood-stained midcoat added to his weakness.

"How's Fu Li?"

The curtain of the tent was lifted open, and someone came in as he asked. Xia Mi's eyes were hot, looking at the resolute face of the person who came, and the corners of his mouth moved: "Big brother." ”

No one heard her.

Xia Xun hurriedly walked to the bedside, his voice hoarse, and there was concern in his eyes: "How is it?" ”

The military doctor carefully stopped Fu Li's bleeding, and pointed the arrow that was put aside to Xia Xun: "The arrow is poisonous." ”

"Is there a solution?"

Xia Mi shook his head. If there is, if there is, the man will not fall. Thinking of the jealousy of the genius that the world said when the news of Fu Li's death spread, Xia Mi lowered his eyes and clenched his fists. Even after all these years, she still remembers how this man protected her from the encirclement. Fu Li lost his life because of her, and she never dared to forget it.

It's like a thorn in the heart, and the touch makes people tremble. Xia Mi knew this clearly, but let it grow bigger and bigger as the years passed, and he didn't want to uproot it.

"Yes."

The military doctor's answer made Xia Mi raise her head suddenly, she remembered clearly, after she woke up, Xia Xun told her that Fu Li died because there was no medicine to save her, and now it seems that there is a turnaround. In that case, why did Fu Li leave in the end? Why?!

She gritted her teeth, the smell of rust melted in her mouth, and a sharp pain came from her palm, but Xia Mi didn't seem to feel it.

"There is a lack of medicine."

The military doctor reported the name of the medicine, and Xia Mi's hand loosened. King Jing has this flavor medicine, and he will definitely be able to get it with the relationship between the Xia family and him. With such comfort in his heart, Xia Mi's hand was clasped again.

In that case, why is Fu Li still hopeless? Xia Xun won't lie to her easily, why is that?

A guess appeared in Xia Mi's heart, and the hatred that had been forcibly suppressed surged again. Could it be that not only the death of his father and brother, but even the death of Fu Li was designed by the emperor before he ascended the throne?

The galloping emotions were like a snowball, and Xia Mi didn't move a single step, just watched Xia Xun send someone to find medicine, and watched Fu Li on the bed slowly lose weight. Then, I got the news that the soldier who was looking for medicine was killed halfway.

The medicine is gone, and hope is dashed.

Xia Mi watched Fu get closer and closer to death, but he couldn't do anything. At this point, what is there not to understand? It seemed that there was a hole in his heart, and the howling cold wind rushed in, Xia Mi's body shook and spit out a mouthful of blood.