Changtong's injuries were already very serious, I couldn't count how many knife wounds he had on his body, and even an arrow stuck in his chest, but he still hugged the boy in his arms tightly and didn't let him be hurt in the slightest.

I can't tell how I feel now, but the way Chang Tong looked at the young man was similar to the way I looked at him, except that he was warmer and deeper.

At that moment, I felt as if I knew something, but I was too humble to admit it.

The anger has never been more intense than this moment.

I think I can only vent my anger on these people who hurt Changtong, I can't let Changtong see the source of my anger, I'm a demon, I can't continue to be humble.

These people are wearing the same clothes and holding the same sword, so I think they may be some martial arts sect in the human world.

There were probably a dozen people here, maybe they were quite powerful in front of ordinary people, but unfortunately they met me, a dryad who has been practicing for 800 years.

Actually, I also hesitated whether to kill them or not, because killing them would become my karma, and maybe I would never be able to achieve positive results, and I don't know if it was worth it.

But Changtong's voice tore the strings of my sanity, and he was so badly wounded that if I had been half a minute too late, he would have died.

Then there was no trace of those dozen people in this world.

Changtong was unconscious, but I gave him some of my aura, and he wouldn't die.

The young man was a little afraid of me, and after carrying Changtong back to the bed in his hut, he kept guarding Changtong's side and not letting me approach, it was really funny, I saved his life and you are just a burden, what qualifications do you have to guard against me?

But I don't bother to argue with him about this, and when Changtong wakes up, he will naturally understand this.

Changtong's coma is three days.

"Why are you still here?" It was the first thing he said when he woke up, but not to me.

I snickered and looked, who the hell shouldn't be here? However, there is a corner in my heart that I can't be happy.

A teenager, perhaps shouldn't be called a teenager, after all, he is also twenty years old, but he has a teenage face.

His eyes were red, and his tears were indeed pitiful: "Changtong, don't you want me?" ”

Seeing him like this, Changtong was also a little at a loss, and sighed heavily: "Miansheng, you know, I can't see you crying the most." ”

Sleepy Sheng heard him say this, but tears fell: "Liar, you will only coax me!" ”

"When did I lie to you?" Carefully wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Good, don't cry." ”

To be honest, my brain is really confused, and I don't know much about the things in the world, but I also know that men and men can't be together.

I also hope that I am wrong.

"You also said that you wouldn't lie to me, you said that you love me, but look at it." Miansheng's tears became more and more fierce, "Leave quietly, I have been looking for you for so many years, and you are indeed with a female goblin!" ”

Touching my nose, the goblin should be me.

Changtong turned his head, was silent for a long time, and said as if self-deprecatingly: "You have always been cowardly, how can you rebel with me, you can only comfort me when I leave." ”

"But......" Miansheng sniffed, as if he had made up his mind, "but you are my courage to rebel!" ”

He looked at the weak boy in his impression in surprise, and suddenly, a soft lip was imprinted on his lips.