Sheng Xuanyan only rushed over at this time, and Qiong had already guessed that the fact that he was seriously injured by the attack was suppressed by concealment.

She didn't get annoyed by this, but thanked this person, thanked him for giving her time to wake up from the coma, and didn't let Sheng Xuanyan see her bruises all over her body, otherwise, he didn't know how distressed he would be.

Although the injury is still not light, it is much better than the tragic state of the night.

"It's true." Joan also pulled the corners of her mouth, "I remember, Sheng Xuan, I remember everything before." ”

Sheng Xuan leaned over, hugged her tightly, and nodded in a swallowed voice: "Hmm." ”

He knew that she had a wound on her body, and although he pressed it tightly, he didn't dare to use it. Qiong Yi suddenly remembered something, she didn't have a warm relationship with him for too long, hooked his hand and asked him to get closer, Sheng Xuan obediently came up, and after picking off his shoulder armor, she took a heavy bite on his shoulder, and then twisted the soft flesh on his waist, and snorted and pushed it away: "Okay, pay it back!" ”

Sheng Xuanyan gasped, this time he bit hard enough, and directly left a deep purple tooth mark, he knew that Qiong was also angry at him for bullying her that night, obviously it hurt very much, but he couldn't stop laughing, touched the dented tooth mark on his shoulder, he smiled: "Good ......"

Qiong also felt that he was bitten stupidly, how could someone still show a bit of enjoyment when he was hurt? Some smacked his tongue, saw him with gauze tied to one arm, and asked, "Are you injured?" ”

Sheng Xuan only said: "There are often things that are not hindered, and they are much lighter than your injuries." ”

"I heard from the monks of the wounded camp that there are 300 pseudo-cultivators who came to attack Xirong this time, and you alone stopped them." He sat down on the side of the bed: "Why are you so stupid, Qiong Yi, if something happens to you, what I see when I come back is a corpse......"

"I've almost lost you once, and I don't want anything to happen to you again......"

"But Sheng Xuan, at that time, even if I die in battle, I can't escape." Qiong Yi smiled lightly, his smile was full of bitterness, and comforted him: "Don't worry, my life is hard." Besides, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, don't you see that I have regained my sanity? ”

Sheng Xuanyan was rubbed by her, and then she forcibly lifted the corners of her mouth with her thumb: "Don't collapse your face." ”

After she stopped, she asked, "How is the battle on the front?" ”

"The situation is very good, and a complete victory is just around the corner." He took her hand: "You can rest assured that you will recuperate from your injuries, just wait for the day when you collect the army, and return triumphantly." ”

Qiong Yi chuckled: "Okay." Then he asked, "Did King Kun Zhai pass on any orders?" What did you hear on the front lines? ”

Seeing Sheng Xuan shaking her head in confusion, she thought about it secretly, and said: "On the night I was assassinated, the pseudo-cultivators took another elixir to improve their cultivation, and the effect was very good, but I'm afraid it was a desperate method, have you heard of this?" ”

"I know, so the first few battles were quite deadlocked." Sheng Xuan replied resentfully: "The price they paid is also very large, there are not many pseudo-cultivations left in the Xirong camp, and it is only a matter of time before they win." ”

"Qiongyi, you just need to stay in the village and take care of your body." He chuckled, "We'll be home soon." ”

*

Sheng Xuan went to the front again, and Joan also recuperated from her injuries in the small village.

The villagers will send all kinds of herbs every day, and the chicken soup will be brought to her at two ends in three days to replenish her body, and Qiong also has a true temperature nourishment, coupled with the aid of pills, herbs are used to compress the body, and it is very good, and the large and small wounds are scabbed in a few days, and the internal injuries are almost adjusted, and she can get out of bed and walk around.

Even if there are few pseudo-cultivators in Xirong, the front line is still very anxious, and the temperature is extremely hot in the desert on dog days, and almost all the doctors in the small village are transferred to help. Qiong Yi wanted to go with them, but the doctor listened to Sheng Xuan's instructions and refused to take her, and the villagers earnestly kept her, so she stayed.

Because Qiong Yi saved her life that night, the people in the small village would come to worship her every day, at first it was a visit with a gift, and then there was really a bit of worship, Qiong also watched them worship in front of their bed, never received such a big ceremony, panicked and said that they didn't need to, but they still insisted on calling her a fairy fairy girl, and said that the village chief had asked someone to make a statue of her, and she had to worship once a year in the land temple at the entrance of the village, so as to repay her kindness.

Joan was completely dumbfounded.

Later, when she took a walk in her spare time, she really saw a half-molded statue at the entrance of the village, which was somewhat similar to her, with a long sword in her hand and a plain and peaceful look. Qiong also silently slandered: I'm afraid this is not the eyes that I can only have when I see through the red dust of the world, right? It doesn't look like a sword cultivator at all, it's kind and kind, but like Zun Guanyin.

*

Soon it was the beginning of autumn, and Qiong also realized one thing - Sheng Xuan's birthday was approaching, and the age was up to the crown.

The crown ceremony of the young sons of the five clans should be a very grand ceremony. Qiong also remembered that when the elder brother Lu Yuhao and the crown were crowned, the clan held a big banquet for him, and the etiquette was cumbersome to show that he was an adult.

And not long after, Zhongyuan was Sheng Xuan's birthday, but it was just when the victory on the front line was in hand. She thought, the war is busy, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to prepare a crown ceremony for him.

Joan didn't want to do nothing for him, in the days when she was completely unconscious, it was Sheng Xuan who never left her and took care of her closely, no matter how many times she recalled it, she would tremble for him.

Joan thought, at least, I can have a crown for him.

So, she asked around the village, if anyone would make a hair crown, the enthusiastic aunts led her to see the cloth crown she sewed, and demonstrated it herself, Joan also looked at the shape, silently wrote down the method, and thought: In the past, the hair crown worn by the master and the senior brother was mostly gold, silver and jade, and I couldn't sew a cloth crown for Sheng Jun to wear, which did not match his noble face.

However, there were no materials at hand, so Qiong could only draw the envisioned hair crown style in her heart first, and found a few ladies with good embroidery skills to teach her to sew.

Qiong Yi's female worker was very bad, although the sword was held steadily, but the embroidery needle was trembling, before entering the cloth, the fingers were red flowers, wrapped around the cloth strips to continue sewing.

Soon after, the embroidery did not come to fruition, and the statue at the entrance of the village was molded.

Looking at the lifelike statue, Joan also thought that if I had the materials, I would definitely ask this craftsman to shape the crown for me.

When the villagers set up a table for Qiongyi's stone statue, they went to the mountains to dig for stones, but accidentally found an agate stone. The villagers unanimously believed that this was the blessing brought by the fairy who saved the world, so they gave this ivory-white agate stone to Qiong Yi's hands.

Joan was also shocked when she received it, she was still worried about the materials used to make the hair crown, and she got a piece of excellent raw material when she changed hands, which seemed to be a gift from God to herself, and it was also a gift to Sheng Xuan's birthday.

Thinking of his personality and unusual life, Joan also felt that it was quite possible.

Qiong Yituo carved the stone statue of the craftsman with this piece of raw material into a hair crown, the crown pattern is mainly pine, stone, but also another hairpin, she personally twisted into the silver wire, to the hairpin woven with a deep color of agate beads, after everything is completed, is also close to Sheng Xuan's birthday.

Her injuries had healed, and she thanked the villagers and said goodbye, and the villagers said that they were not polite and sent her to the West Desert Pass.

When passing through the containment pass, Joan also heard the news of the victory, and she entrusted the birthday gift in her arms with two trusts, and Edgeworth went to the camp. Under the guidance and leadership of the kind-hearted monk, a few days later, at the time of Zhongyuan, she went to the front line and entered the disciple camp of the Sheng family.

There were a lot of people in the camp, and when someone saw her coming, they were stunned and asked, "Miss Lu?!" ”

Almost disbelieving their eyes, they rubbed their eyes again and again to make sure they were not mistaken, and asked, "You, how did you get here?" Who sent you? This... It's not good, there's no one to take care of you here, it's dangerous, go back early. ”

The tone in which they said this seemed to be coaxing a child, and Joan smiled helplessly: "I have recovered my senses, and I came by myself." I couldn't help but say, "You guys are too slow to receive this news, right?" ”

The monk said, "Huh? That's right! The previous sneak attack, I was so excited to see you that I forgot about it for a while, and I ask Miss Lu to forgive me. ”

Qiong also waved his hand casually: "I heard that these days have been going well, I don't know when Sect Master Xie will persuade Xirong to surrender?" ”

"Kun Zhai already has the heart to surrender, and he will be able to return home with a big victory soon."

"Very good." She walked towards the camp: "When will your senior brother come back?" ”

"I don't know. But later, I will definitely return to the camp. ”

Qiong Yi bowed his head: "The news of my coming, don't make a noise for the time being." She was carrying a gift, and she wanted to surprise Sheng Xuan.

The monk nodded, "Yes." Miss Lu, please. ”

Qiong also walked into the tent where Sheng Xuanyan lived alone, and the interior was exactly the same as the one she was on the stage, except that there was no bed for her to rest. She walked towards the desk, and the peace charm she gave him was still pressed against the corner of the desk as before, as if it had been touched for a long time, and the paper had become wrinkled and thin.

Joan also sat down at the desk and looked through the papers to learn about the current war and the important events that had happened when she lost her mind. After recovering his senses, he felt a new sense of friendship when he read the handwriting again.

She thought: Today is Sheng Jun's birthday, and he will definitely come back to the camp.

In the night, the candlesticks burned out one after another, but until dawn, Sheng Xuanren did not come back, not only did he not come back at night, but he did not know where to go in the early morning of the second day. When Qiong Yi woke up from the table, she was disappointed, wiped her hair crown again, and said secretly: His birthday has passed.

On his twentieth birthday, I didn't even see him.

Qiong also asked Sheng Xuanren in the camp where he went yesterday, and the reply he received was: Last night in Zhongyuan, the ghosts were restless, and the corpses that died due to killing would be ghosted at different times.

Qiong was also stunned, she knew that Sheng Xuanyuan was dissatisfied with Zhongyuan last year because of negligence, and did not realize this, which led to the flood of ghost qi at that time into a small disaster, this year's birthday, even if it is an adult's birthday, also stayed in the sand and fought with ghosts all night, until dawn, the ghost qi dissipated, and he was willing to come back.

As soon as he came back, he was called by Xie Cong because of the affairs to be discussed.

"That's right." Joan hung her head.

The disciple immediately said, "Miss Lu, I'll go and tell the young master that you're here, he wants to know that you came to him, and he will definitely come back immediately." ”

Qiong Yi hurriedly grabbed him: "No! Don't bother him, I'll just wait a little longer. ”

After Qiong also dealt with the big and small matters in the camp, a day passed, it was already dark, and Sheng Xuanyan still did not come back.

Last night, she kept watch all night, and she couldn't read the paperwork for a long time, her brain was exhausted, and she was a little tired and sleepy, and said in her heart: "I can't keep it anymore, if I keep it any longer, I'll have to die of sleepiness, go to bed early." ”

After thinking about it, he climbed on the bed on his side, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.