"Would you like to bandage the wounds on your body first?"
Qi Xiaoyu looked at Han Yun, who was lying on the bed with blood all over his body, and shed tears of distress.
"It's okay. I've already taken the elixir. The injury will heal in a while."
Han Yun waved his hand, then sat up, leaned on the bed, and looked at Xin'er, who was also sitting next to him, feeling unhappy.
At this time, Xin'er was sitting alone on the corner of the bed, hugging her knees, putting her chin on her knees, pouting, her eyes dull and unhappy, which made people feel very distressed.
"Xin'er, what's wrong? Are you under a lot of pressure?"
Han Yun touched her hair to comfort her.
Xin'er nodded and whispered,
"Xin'er feels so useless. She didn't protect her big brother, and you were so seriously injured. She didn't defeat the enemy, failed to kill the enemy to avenge her father, and was beaten by the enemy.
Xiner is so useless. "
After saying this, Xin'er buried her head in her knees and started to cry.
"Xin'er, don't belittle yourself. There's something you may not know yet. You are already the strongest person in the world. No enemy can be your opponent when fighting alone. They just rely on the number of people to bully you. There are only a few of us.
You think you are useless, but in fact the one who is even more useless is me.
I have better conditions than you, more combat experience, and more fancy spells, but I still lost.
I know this has hit you hard, but think about it, does it hit me even more?
Since I started practicing, I have never had a defeat and I can win against any enemy. However, recently, I have been defeated one after another.
First he was defeated by Jin Chan and the Monkey King, and then he was defeated by the Demon Cult Leader and Demon Corpse.
This was a very, very huge blow to me.
But I don't belittle myself, nor do I feel like I'm useless. Everyone has their own adventures. Just because the enemy is stronger than yourself, you can't feel that you are inferior to the enemy.
Setbacks are only temporary. The enemy will become stronger, but won’t we?
The enemy can defeat us now, but it will not be long before we can defeat the enemy. It will be very fast. The tides are turning. Yesterday I was able to defeat the enemy. Today the enemy can defeat me. Then tomorrow, I will definitely be able to defeat the enemy. Completely beheaded.
If you don't even have the belief and confidence to win, and you feel that you can't win, then how can you defeat the enemy? "
Han Yun's heartfelt words made Xin'er regain her confidence. The little guy raised his head and nodded heavily.
"Xin'er, this world now depends entirely on the two of us, but don't put too much pressure on me. I take care of everything."
"Big brother is too tired. I feel sorry for him."
Xin'er sat over and put her little head into Han Yun's arms.
"It's okay, brother, you're not tired. Once we kill all the enemies, there will be no one in the world who can hurt us anymore, and we can live a stable and peaceful life."
"Well, Xin'er knows, Xin'er will work hard."
After saying that, Xin'er climbed up from the bed, put on her shoes,
"Brother, Xin'er is going to refine her strength. Goodbye!"
Looking at the little guy running out in a hurry, Han Yun smiled slightly, then pulled Qi Xiaoyu and hugged her into his arms.
"Did you fight the Demon Cult people this time?"
Qi Xiaoyu asked while lying in his arms.
"Yes, I originally just wanted to go to the Demonic Land with Xin'er and worship her father at the Martial Temple, but I didn't expect to break the Demon Cult's conspiracy.
Zeng Fanhai refined the demon corpses in the Demon Fall Land, and there were thousands of them.
Countless thousands of years ago, there must have been more than this few demons who invaded the martial spirit world, but only the demon corpses in the Demonic Land have been preserved, and it is not known whether it was because of miasma or something else.
If all the demon corpses from back then were preserved and controlled by the Demon Cult, then the Demon Cult would be able to sweep the world easily. "
"The Demon Cult can now sweep the world. There are thousands of third-level ones, and they are simply impossible to defeat."
Qi Xiaoyu sighed slightly.
"It's a pity that this time, Emperor Xi and Emperor Wa are not here to save us. We have to rely on ourselves."
"Huang Xihuang Wahuang?"
Qi Xiaoyu immediately raised his head after hearing this and asked in surprise,
"What's the meaning?"
She respected Xihuang and Wahuang the most, and often went to Qianku Cliff to worship the two gods.
"The one who saved Xin'er back then was Emperor Xi and Emperor Wa."
Han Yun told Qi Xiaoyu part of his speculation, leaving Qi Xiaoyu speechless for a long time.
In the next few days, Xin'er was refining the power of her bloodline with all her strength, while Han Yun was working towards the Tribulation Stage.
During this period of time, his prestige among the people has been greatly improved, allowing him to obtain a large number of achievement points, not to mention breaking through and overcoming tribulations, even becoming an immortal is enough.
But the shackles of realm are not so easy to break.
Han Yun found some ways and was trying to sprint with all his strength.
The demon sect's army has swept through the entire southern part of Yunchuan and is attacking the northern part of Yunchuan with all its strength.
There was no news of demonic zombies joining the battle.
The two tribes of monsters and barbarians in the north have already assembled and started a fierce battle against the Great Wall defenders under the Great Wall.
Auntie was on the side of the Yin-Yang Sect, cooperating with the Yin-Yang Sect's army and the masters of the Wushen Cult to resist the attack of the demon clan with all their strength.
The flames of war raged across the north and south of the Dachuan River. What was strange was that the three powerful men, the Monkey King, the Golden Chan, and the Demon Cult leader, had yet to show up.
Han Yun took advantage of this precious time to make a breakthrough.
Qi Xiaoyu waited at home for a few days. The more she waited, the more anxious she became. Her spirit was exhausted and she became more and more anxious.
Early that morning, she left Yumen Pass and flew towards the northwest.
After arriving at the oasis, Qi Xiaoyu came to Qianku Cliff.
She came to the top statue of Emperor Xi and Emperor Wa, knelt down and kowtowed devoutly.
The situation in front of her could not be changed by her small third-level skills. The only thing she could do was to pray for the blessing of the gods.
"Great Creator, Your Highness, Emperor Xi and Emperor Wa, your devout believers, pray that you can come again to save the people of this world.
Just like you saved this world countless thousands of years ago, your people, I hope you can come again and save us from danger! "
Qi Xiaoyu looked at the two statues in front of her with tears in her eyes.
She knew that the two gods just couldn't hear her prayers.
Even if he heard it, he wouldn't care.
Just like the mysterious and powerful Lao Tianshi, he has the ability to solve all these wars, but he will not care about it, because in his opinion, this kind of war between his own people in the world is not an invasion by foreign enemies.
As for Emperor Xi and Emperor Wa, even the other realms of the Nine Realms are their own people, let alone the ones within the Martial Spirit Realm?
Without the invasion of external enemies and demons, their side would just be internal disputes that would naturally develop. Gods would not care about these trivial matters in the human world.
