When Qingnu emerged from under the rubble, someone grabbed her around the waist and fished her out.
He raised his head and met the man's dark eyes.
Even in the dark night, she could see the sharpness in those eyes.
"Why don't you join Bai Sui and the others?" Qing Wu asked.
Xiao Chenyan put her down and said calmly: "I have asked that magician to go out and report the news."
Qing Wu raised her lips, "Don't you trust me?"
Xiao Chenyan glanced at her: "No."
Qing Wu curled her lips, she was so stubborn.
She smelled the rich blood on his body, frowned, pulled his arm, and held it sticky.
Rolling up his sleeves, he saw that the sword he had cut earlier was very cruel, and he was still bleeding.
"Let me bleed you, you really don't regard your own flesh as meat." Qing Wu cursed, tore off a section of her sleeve, and bandaged him to stop the bleeding first.
At this moment, the moonlight was setting, and the silver light shrouded the mountains of waste rocks. Xiao Chenyan lowered his eyes, and at a close distance, he could clearly see the fine hairs on her face.
There was a bit of dust on her shoulder, which was stained by the narrow-eyed male ghost when he rubbed it against her shoulder.
Xiao Chenyan raised his hand to dust away the dust, and unexpectedly met her raised eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Chenyan took back his hand and asked, "That ghost named Ye You is the culprit who almost killed Situ Jing?"
"Yeah." Qingwu shrugged: "You also came into contact with him tonight. Go back and wash it with grapefruit water. That guy will bring bad luck."
Xiao Chenyan hummed, hiding the thoughts in his eyes.
Her relationship with that male ghost... seems to be quite close.
"Okay, I've bandaged it for you. I'll have to clean the wound again later." Qing Wu curled her lips: "Your sword has been dirty since it killed a ghost."
Xiao Chenyan didn't respond and turned his head to look behind him.
Behind them, the little ghosts were tied up with blood-threaded red threads, and the fat little ghost named Huzi was also there, calming the mood of the little ghosts.
At this moment, all the little ghosts were looking at them eagerly.
"Are they going to return to the underworld?" Xiao Chenyan asked.
Qing Wu looked at these brats with a headache expression. They were really in trouble.
"Many of them are living souls."
If the soul is reborn, it means that the physical body is still there and can return Yang.
But the problem is that even if it is a ghost with a soul, its soul body will be incomplete after being eroded by the soil.
Even if such a kid is still alive, the missing part of his torso will lose the ability to move, and he will basically be disabled.
Moreover, even if you are reincarnated after death, you will still be disabled in your next life because of your incomplete soul and body.
"Very troublesome?" Xiao Chenyan saw the clues on her face.
"A bit." Qing Wu briefly explained to him, and Xiao Chenyan also frowned.
"Is there any way to save these children with incomplete souls and bodies?"
Qing Wu said nothing, but glanced at him.
Xiao Chenyan saw the hint and asked, "What do you need me to do?"
Qing Wu smiled strangely: "You took them out of the soil and lost a lot of blood, and now you want to help them replenish their souls. Xiao Chenyan, are you really not afraid of death?"
The man's eyes were dark and fearless: "No one is afraid of death, but if I can do it, why not do it?"
"Why? They have nothing to do with you."
"They have nothing to do with me, but they are the people of Dayong."
The man's tone was ordinary, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.
There is no reason, it's just because these children are the people of Dayong.
And even if he bears a blood feud, even if he is disliked by the emperor and the prince, even if he is no longer the unparalleled grandson of the emperor, or the young man with bright clothes and angry horses.
He is still Xiao Chenyan.
He prepared his troops vigorously and guarded the northern border, never forgetting his responsibilities.
Qing Wu raised her lips and her voice was gentler than the night wind: "Then please ask His Highness King Yan to pray for them and copy scriptures."
Xiao Chenyan was slightly surprised: "That's all it takes?"
"We still have to take them to the Shanling Temple to warm up their souls for a few days. Then let the black-armored guards find the families of those soul-born imps. Their physical bodies must also be protected, otherwise it will be impossible to return them to the world."
"Although that guy Baimei is a magic stick, his merits are not weak at all. Let him perform another ritual for these little devils. The rest depends on the fate of these little devils."
Qing Wu said, first putting all the imps into the judge's pen.
Not long after, Bai Mei led Bai Sui and the others over.
"Your Majesty!"
"princess!!"
The black-armored guards all ran over and were relieved to see Xiao Chenyan safe and sound.
Sure enough, the princess took action and was sure to do it!
Qing Wu also yawned at this time, and said as if she was weak: "I'm tired, I can't walk anymore."
Immediately, a black-armored guard rushed out: "I have a humble position but strong strength. I can carry the princess down the mountain."
Xiao Chenyan glanced at the man.
Baisui directly covered the other person's mouth and dragged him back forcefully.
Xiao Chenyan took a step down, turned his head and said to Qing Wu, "Come up."
Qing Wu's red lips curled up: "But your hand is injured."
Xiao Chenyan turned sideways, hugged her knees, and hugged her down with one hand like a child.
Qing Wu let out a sigh, put her hand on his other shoulder, and sat on his arm, her beautiful eyes full of surprise.
Seeing her fuss, a black-armored guard said cheerfully: "The prince can lift a two hundred kilogram heavy black iron bow with one hand. The weight of the princess is too easy for the prince."
"When did you become Hercules?"
Qing Wu was very surprised. She remembered that Xiao Chenyan was very strong when he was young, but he was not so exaggerated.
Her breath was hot against his ear, with a tantalizing itch. Xiao Chenyan dodged slightly, calmed down his disordered breathing, and glanced at the black-armored guard who interrupted.
"Talk too much."
The latter was chattering, shrinking his neck and smiling ambiguously.
The other black-armored guards also followed Silly.
Your Majesty, are you embarrassed?
Qing Wu also noticed Xiao Chenyan's abnormality, hooked her arm around his neck, and leaned into his ear: "You are so energetic, but you were still sympathetic to me before? Did I misunderstand you in the past?"
"Don't make trouble." Xiao Chenyan scolded her, her breath making her ears and the back of her neck uncomfortable.
She felt numb and numb, as if there were ants crawling on her, and the strength to hold her became stronger unconsciously.
Qing Wu bit her red lips and pretended to be aggrieved: "You are cruel to me again."
Xiao Chenyan's gaze unexpectedly hit her beautiful, watery eyes, and those gleaming eyes seemed to hit her chest, forcefully knocking out the cracks in the cold stone-cold heart, and piercing it relentlessly. root.
It was hard for him to force his tone, and there was only helplessness in his eyes.
"If you like making trouble, keep making trouble..."
He sighed.
She giggled proudly.
Laughter collided with the night wind, the two figures overlapped, and the moonlight was silent and lingering.
