Song Chengjie withdrew the hand on Xiao Jiaying's wrist, and looked at Xiao Jiaying who was still asleep, but was no longer in trouble. The girl, who had lived with him since she was seven years old, was more like a sister to him. After Marshal Xiao sacrificed himself to save him, he was even more determined to protect her.

But now her weak appearance stings her heart all the time.

I didn't protect her, but I didn't even know that she suffered such an illness too late. Why didn't I think about calling her? Why did I only care about comprehending the strength and neglecting her efforts when she was worried about her for a few days? Why did I really understand that the burden of my "brother" was so heavy at this time?

Carefully covered Xiao Jiaying with a quilt, Song Chengjie decided to stay here temporarily these days to take care of her. Although he worries about the King of Earth, there is nothing more important these days than taking care of her and recovering her.

However, what made him feel a little relieved was that after the toss in the afternoon, the unknown power in Xiao Jiaying's body was much more honest, and his spiritual power could finally be channeled into her body to do some treatment for her. Even if I'm not a full-time exorcist, I can barely do some general recuperation. In the process, he also discovered a very strange phenomenon, although Xiao Jiaying's body is extremely weak, her physical fitness has been subversively improved compared with ordinary people!

Physical fitness may be improved through continuous training, but only if there is enough time to build. But in less than a week, Song Chengjie was able to do this to such an extent, and Song Chengjie always had some doubts.

Xiao Jiaying's home furnishings are extremely simple, and there is no so-called "sofa in the living room", which makes Song Chengjie have to face the choice of sleeping on the floor. slept on the floor on the left and right, and Song Chengjie simply slept directly next to Xiao Jiaying's bed, and he could react in time if anything happened at such a distance.

However, after lying on the cold floor, Song Chengjie's sleepiness quickly subsided. He still remembered the aperture-wearing guy who seemed to be borrowing Xiao Jiaying's body, claiming to be the "Demon Flame of Annihilation".

It was the only one of the nine spiritual artifacts of the Shield of Justice that had not revealed its true body. Because this artifact likes to attach its power to guns and machines, and its attacks are like golden flames, it was given the name "Demon Flame of Annihilation" by the former of the Shield of Justice, which means that no matter what kind of monster will be completely annihilated in this incomprehensible flame......

Is it possible that its body is something similar to a soul, and that the exceptionally powerful hand cannon enshrined in the branch is actually just a medium?

As soon as this idea appeared, even Song Chengjie himself was a little stunned. If this is the case, wouldn't it be true that Xiao Jiaying, who was possessed by a mysterious force, was the new marshal?

The reason why he didn't want Xiao Jiaying to inherit the position of marshal was entirely because he knew how dangerous an exorcist was. Among those exorcists who have grown up with them, there are many who have been defeated by their enemies in the course of their missions.

Compared with the life of training all day long and fighting and killing with other races, Song Chengjie really hopes that this sister can live the ordinary life of ordinary people.

Recalling all the details of today, Song Chengjie probably guessed that as time went by, when Xiao Jiaying's body "could bear" that power, it would be impossible for the Shield of Justice to ignore her existence.

Just when Song Chengjie was hesitating whether to discuss this matter with Hayato first, Xiao Jiaying, who should have been asleep, suddenly snorted in pain.

Song Chengjie's heart tightened, and he hurriedly got up to check. Although Xiao Jiaying's eyes are half-open, her expressionless eyes tell Song Chengjie that she is not conscious at this time. And through the light outside the window, Song Chengjie could clearly see that her face was flushed with a strange flush at this time, and her originally closed lips were slightly open, breathing a little rapidly.

Reaching out to cover Xiao Jiaying's forehead, Song Chengjie frowned: "At least forty degrees." It's too dangerous to go on like this. As he spoke, he pulled out her hand, and the spiritual power in his body was mobilized by him again and slowly instilled into her body.

However, once again, it seems that the strength in Xiao Jiaying's body has also been restored after a short rest, and the spiritual power that Song Chengjie used to dispel illness cannot be infused at all!

"How is it possible! It wasn't okay just now, it's only been a few minutes!" Song Chengjie had to stop when his wrist was numb from being hit by the force of the shock. But looking at Xiao Jiaying, who was breathing more and more rapidly, for a while he regretted why he didn't choose the path of medical exorcist in the first place......

The body temperature must be lowered first, and then if it continues like this, I am afraid that her body will not be able to stand it first.

Song Chengjie is not short of modern medical knowledge. He knows that the upper limit of the human body's fever is about 42 degrees Celsius, and once it exceeds this temperature, it basically announces the end of a person's life, and even if the disease is cured, it will leave extremely serious sequelae.

didn't have time to think about it, Song Chengjie lifted the quilt on her body, and the moment the quilt left his body, he felt a heat wave with obvious moisture, and it turned out that Xiao Jiaying's skin was hot all over her body, and there were already extremely serious night sweats.

Unable to care about the teaching of "not using spiritual power in front of ordinary people", Song Chengjie quickly and carefully lifted Xiao Jiaying to the floor gently, and even after performing a few spells around her, he slowly blew a wind controlled at about thirty degrees at her.

This method did have a certain effect, and in a short time, I saw that the flushing of her skin gradually subsided, and her breathing became relatively smooth.

However, before Song Chengjie could breathe a sigh of relief, Xiao Jiaying suddenly curled up in a ball, her body began to tremble, and tears began to flow from the corners of her eyes. The severe pain that has come every night these days has not disappeared because of some accidents, and this night will still be a sleepless night for Xiao Jiaying......

The extreme pain of the "senior ......" actually made Xiao Jiaying regain consciousness. With the help of the glimmer of light emitted by the cyan technique floating in the air, Xiao Jiaying couldn't help but make a weak smile and looked at Song Chengjie, and weakly spit out a few words, "I'm sorry......"

Song Chengjie clenched his fists fiercely, anxious but didn't know what to say. I'm sorry I didn't protect you, I'm sorry I didn't have the ability to get rid of your pain, I'm sorry you lost your mother because of my fault, I'm sorry because I didn't protect you well, I'm sorry because I didn't protect you well, I'm sorry because I didn't have the ability to get rid of your illness...... I'm sorry these three words should be what I said to you, how can I forgive myself for the way you look now!

Her spiritual power could not be accepted by Xiao Jiaying's body, and she could not treat her...... Wait, your own spiritual power?

As if thinking of something, Song Chengjie pressed her vein again, and a trace of golden light under his fingertips tentatively entered. One second, two seconds...... The power in Xiao Jiaying's body did not resist at all.

With a joy in his heart, Song Chengjie immediately sealed his chest, sat on the ground and held Xiao Jiaying in his arms and sang in a low voice: "Nan Wu Sanmanduo, Vazhiluo, Zhan Zhan, Mahalu Sa, Sapo Zaye, Hu, Tan Luojia, Sha Man (Note 1) ......"

As they chanted over and over again, a golden swastika slowly swirled under the two of them, and the warm and comfortable golden light gradually filled the room...... At the same time, Xiao Jiaying's body, which was originally tense due to pain, has also relaxed a lot, and Song Chengjie's chanting is gradually taking effect.

As an exorcist born in the Chinese Federation, Song Chengjie had specialized in Yin-Yang Dao and some eulogies of Buddhism before practicing the exorcism spell of the shield of justice. The Buddhist Taoism, which was gradually forgotten because of continuous growth, can unexpectedly come in handy.

It's just that this kind of Dao method is still very jerky for Song Chengjie, and after getting used to the so-called spiritual power, he will use such a Dao method that relies on his own will, which undoubtedly makes him feel a little powerless, but after about half an hour, he actually felt a little dizzy. However, looking at Xiao Jiaying, who was breathing slowly and sleeping peacefully in his arms, Song Chengjie was still very pleased.

It just didn't seem like he could stop, and he could still feel the strange power that was running around her body...... Biting the tip of his tongue to sober himself up, he sang softly without changing his face, and glanced around without leaving a trace, and suddenly became nervous, and couldn't help but be a little shocked in his heart: monsters, and a large group of high-level monsters......

If this level is usual, even if Song Chengjie is injured, he will never be nervous. High-level monsters may require some effort for the average exorcist, but for him, it is basically the result of a second kill...... But the problem now is that in the face of the monsters that keep gathering at him outside the house, Song Chengjie, who is concentrating on singing, has no leisure to fight back again.

What are you kidding, don't you know I'm treating someone else......? Tsk, that's a nuisance.

Just as he was at a loss, an insect-like monster had smashed through the balcony window. It lifted two forefeet more than one meter long and full of sharp barbs, and stabbed Song Chengjie's back without hesitation, which made Song Chengjie's neck feel a trace of strong wind......

No way. I can only rely on the protector ability of the Holy Wind Thorn, but I don't have a trace of spiritual power to provide the spirit weapon now, and the effect can only depend on luck...... It's still a little bit, as long as Xiao Jiaying recovers, I can ...... Damn, tsk, get better soon!

Closed his eyes in resignation, only to hear a soft sound behind him, and the imaginary pain did not come, but a childish question: "Hey, what's wrong with this lovely girl?"

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Note 1: Excerpt from the mantra of mercy from the mantra of the king of Fudo