Chapter 572: Keep Your Promise and Don't Abandon It

His blood-red eyes looked at his hands in surprise and shook his head helplessly.

"Impossible?

Saying that, Zhou Lishui got up and was about to get out of bed despite Xing Wanjie's obstruction, and the moment he stepped out of the bed, he suddenly felt that his feet had stopped listening to him, as if he didn't have long legs at all, and his feet slipped and fell off the bed, no matter how hard he tried, his feet still couldn't be controlled by him.

"Brother Lishui, Brother Lishui" Xing Wanjie hurriedly helped Zhou Lishui up.

Zhou Lishui pushed Xing Wanjie aside, and said to herself, "No・・・・・・ it's okay, I'll be fine."

He reached for the sword on the ground, which was as heavy as Tarzan, and lay motionless beside it.

"Brother Lishui・・・・・・ you ・・・・・・ your true qi has been exhausted, and now you need to rest," Xing Wanjie said as if begging.

Zhou Lishui understood, knowing that he had become a powerless waste due to overwork, he slowly opened his eyes full of tears, looked at the people present, and suddenly, he beat himself like crazy.

"I'm a shit・・・・・・ I'm a shit"

As he spoke, he slammed headlong into the bed, and Zhou Lishui found that he was not too hurt, and then used all his strength to hit it.

"What's the use of me being alive? I'm a piece of waste"

Thinking about how many years he has walked the rivers and lakes, although he is not a powerful man, but he can also count the number of dashing people, but now he has become a waste who can't even take a sword? What's the point of being alive again? The heavy blow has made Zhou Lishui lose hope of survival, and only death can free him.

After a period of crazy self-blame, the room was in a mess, and finally Zhou Yinlong pushed Zhou Lishui down in the corner with his hand, and reached out to slap him twice, only to make Zhou Lishui's eyes glow with gold stars and the roots of his ears hurt.

Zhou Yinlong shouted, "Brother Zhou, you are dead and you want to be quiet, have you thought about it? But what about Miss Xing? What about your master? And the lost Tiger Roar Sword Qilin Satin, who will recover it?"

Zhou Li Shuimu looked at Zhou Yinlong with tears that he had never seen before. Now that he has become a wasted person, even if he lives in the world, what ability does he have to take care of Jie'er? What ability does he have to take care of his mother? What ability does he have to take back the divine soldiers? If he continues like this, won't he add a burden to them?

Thinking of this, Zhou Li subconsciously glanced at his legs.

Zhou Yinlong seemed to understand Zhou Lishui's intentions, and said: "Brother Zhou, don't worry, we will definitely be able to find a way to save you, and we will definitely let you recover your strength."

Zhou Lishui stopped talking, he knew that if he tossed at this time, not only would he not be able to help Zhou Yinlong and them, but it would bring them trouble.

Zhou Lishui nodded silently, looking at the scene, he had been moved by Zhou Yinlong's words, and he would no longer do stupid things. Zhou Yinlong, Zhou Yingying, and the tomb slave nodded with satisfaction.

Zhou Yingying patted Zhou Lishui's shoulder.

"Is this my good brother, okay, knowing that you don't do stupid things anymore, my sister will rest assured, I'll go find Sister Coral now, so that we can all be reunited, and when my brother's injury recovers, we will deal with Qin Lingxue"

Zhou Lishui was helped to the bed by Zhou Yinlong, and the tomb slave brought steaming chicken soup again, drank a spoonful of fragrant soup from Xing Wanjie, and then looked up at these friends who cared about him, Zhou Lishui sincerely felt the friendship between friends.

"Brother Lishui, don't worry, you will definitely get better," Xing Wanjie said comfortingly.

Zhou Lishui glanced at Xing Wanjie, a tear welled up in her eyes, thinking about Jie'er following her all the way, instead of giving Jie'er happiness, she made her follow her in fear, unable to sleep at night and at night.

Zhou Lishui drank a spoonful of soup from Xing Wanjie, and felt extremely happy, and at the same time, he felt even more indebted to Xing Wanjie. Zhou Lishui intentionally or unintentionally looked at Zhou Yinlong and the tomb slave who were waiting on the side, and the two of them immediately sensed Zhou Lishui's intentions.

"I'm ・・・・・・ I'll go out and get some firewood," he said, pointing to the burning flames, "Look, it's almost finished."

After speaking, he picked up the tomb slave and walked towards the outside of the temple.

There were only two people left in the room, a pair of big watery eyes on Xing Wanjie's pink face, looking at Zhou Lishui with affection, and from time to time stretched out the pair of pink jade hands that had never done any rough work, helping Zhou Lishui knead the unconscious legs, and after a long time, Xing Wanjie's hands were sore, but for the early recovery of her lover, Xing Wanjie gritted her teeth, and still kneaded and rubbed the pain.

Zhou Lishui looked at the fragrant sweat dripping from Xing Wanjie's forehead, hurriedly raised his weak hands, slowly helped Xing Wanjie wipe off the sweat, and said gently: "Jie'er, it's Brother Lishui who is sorry for you."

A smile appeared on Xing Wanjie's face, and she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Brother Lishui, don't say that, since Jie'er met her brother for the first time, Jie'er has made up her mind to grow old with her brother, as long as you have your brother by your side, even if Jie'er serves you for a lifetime, I ・・・・・・ I am willing."

Zhou Lishui stopped Xing Wanjie in his arms.

"Thank you, Jie'er, don't worry, Brother Lishui will definitely get better, and Jie'er will definitely be happy"

"Hmm" Xing Wanjie, happily nestled in Zhou Lishui's arms.

"Jie'er, what if ・・・・・・" Zhou Lishui said in a huff, "If Brother Lishui was killed by Qin Lingxue yesterday, would Jie'er miss her brother?"

Xing Wanjie nodded firmly, and then said: "Brother Lishui, you won't be killed by him, you still have unfulfilled ambitions, how could you be killed by him?"

Zhou Lishui hugged Xing Wanjie tightly in her arms, and Xing Wanjie felt a sense of satisfaction, warmth, and security that she had never felt before.

Zhou Lishui combed Xing Wanjie's long hair hanging down her shoulders, remembering the first time she met Xing Wanjie, faintly, Zhou Lishui seemed to have returned to the past, back to a free life.

"Jie'er, if I'm not by your side, will you take good care of yourself?" Zhou Li said quietly.

Xing Wanjie said: "Of course I will, Brother Lishui, you forgot, I was alone in the rivers and lakes with my brother behind my back" Speaking of this, Xing Wanjie suddenly stopped speaking, and tears of bean size burst out of her eyes.

Xing Wanjie has been dependent on her brother since she was a child, and her brother will do whatever it takes to fill her stomach. Now that her brother has passed away, leaving her alone, can she not be sad?

Zhou Lishui hurriedly persuaded: "Jie'er, the Sect Master knows that you can take care of yourself now, he will definitely smile at Jiuquan."

Xing Wanjie nodded slightly.