noffsinger Chapter 182: Love After the War
Chapter 182: Love After the War
This demon-slaying operation lasted a whole night.
Whether it was the inner city or the outer city, there was war everywhere. The demon cultivators fought desperately, but they were still unable to resist the attack of these sect disciples.
Lu Yuguan was held in Zhao Zimo's arms.
Just as the system said, he had just recovered his mental strength, and it was still difficult to mobilize his spiritual power.
"Yuguan, don't move."
Zhao Zimo's low voice sounded in Lu Yuguan's ears, with an unquestionable commanding tone and a hint of concern.
His arms were like iron hoops, holding Lu Yuguan tightly in his arms.
The giant axe in his hand flashed with cold light, and every swing brought up a splash of blood. The screams of the demon cultivators rose and fell in the night sky, but they could not break through his strong arms.
Lu Yuguan's heart was filled with helplessness and unwillingness. As a fellow genius, when had he ever been so embarrassed?
But when he saw Zhao Zimo standing in front of him and shielding him from all the storms, he swallowed back those stubborn words.
[Host, you are also happy]
The system said quietly.
Lu Yuguan blushed slightly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Although he refuted it, a warm current seemed to flow quietly in his heart.
Lu Yuguan glanced sideways at Zhao Zimo's tall and resolute back. His latissimus dorsi muscles, stained with blood, outlined a unique kind of heroism in the dim light of morning light.
His heart trembled suddenly, as if it was hit lightly by something.
Zhao Zimo seemed to sense something, and he leaned slightly to the side, his eyes looking at him with concern. "Yuguan, hold on. Once this is over, we'll find a quiet place and I'll definitely be able to help you recover."
Lu Yuguan nodded slightly, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he could only squeeze out the word "OK".
The evil cultivators summoned all kinds of strange magic weapons, and the dim lights flickered, carrying a bone-corroding evil aura, which collided with the righteous spiritual power of the sect disciples, emitting a dazzling light, illuminating this bloody night.
The sky was turning pale, and the dawn light was like a veil, slowly falling, casting a layer of sadness on this tragic battlefield.
The demon cultivators gradually showed signs of decline, their numbers dropped sharply, their defense line completely collapsed, and the remaining remnants fled in all directions like birds and beasts.
"it's over……"
Zhao Zimo let out a long sigh, his tense body relaxing slightly. He turned around, placed his hands on Lu Yuguan's shoulders, and looked him up and down anxiously, "Are you hurt?"
Lu Yuguan shook his head slightly, but his eyes were fixed on a wound on Zhao Zimo's arm that was so deep that the bone was visible. Blood was gushing out and flowing onto the edge of the giant axe.
"You're bleeding!"
Lu Yuguan exclaimed, reaching out to cast the healing ritual rain, but his fingertips trembled due to lack of spiritual power.
"I'm fine, it's nothing serious." Although Zhao Zimo said this, his face was slightly pale due to blood loss. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking the hair at his temples.
He subconsciously wanted to pull his arm back, not wanting to worry Lu Yuguan, but the movement involved the wound, causing him to gasp in pain.
"It's all over, why are you still trying to be a hero?" Lu Yuguan said helplessly.
"Yuguan, it's really okay. Look, I'm still fine." Zhao Zimo hurriedly swung the giant axe, creating a series of axe winds.
Lu Yuguan pursed his lips, his eyes slightly moist.
Zhao Zimo stroked his head gently, "Be good, don't worry about me."
"Let me ask you, are the words you asked Zi Xiaoya to tell me true?" Lu Yuguan raised his eyes and asked him.
Zhao Zimo was slightly stunned, and the words he had said instantly appeared in his mind, and a blush quietly appeared on his face.
Under Lu Yuguan's scorching gaze, he nodded gently, his voice a little shy: "Yuguan, since the first time we met, I have been thinking about you."
A hint of shyness flashed across Lu Yuguan's eyes. He lowered his head slightly, avoiding Zhao Zimo's fiery gaze, and muttered softly, "Then why didn't you tell me in person earlier?"
Zhao Zimo looked at him like this, his heart filled with pity. He reached out and gently lifted Lu Yuguan's chin, forcing him to look directly at him. His eyes were full of affection and determination. "In the past, I always felt that the time was not right, and I was afraid that you would not be interested in me. Now that we have experienced life and death, I don't want to have any regrets."
Lu Yuguan felt warm in his heart and was about to speak when he saw Zi Xiaoya walking towards him, shouting.
Zi Xiaoya saw the two of them being so intimate from afar, and jokingly said with a wicked smile, "Hey, Zhao Datou, it seems I came at the wrong time and disturbed you two."
The other monks from the Northern Territory also joined in the commotion.
Lu Yuguan's face turned red instantly. He turned around to hide, but was grabbed by Zhao Zimo. He held Lu Yuguan's hand in his palm openly.
Zhao Zimo faced the crowd and said firmly, "When we return to the Northern Territory, I hope you will all bear witness for me and Yuguan."
Zhou Zhou looked at the two of them, feeling particularly uncomfortable. When he thought of what happened with Chen Xian that night, he felt bitter again.
Ever since Ji Xian threatened him to send out the blue bird, he fell into a coma and only woke up just now.
"I wonder how Xian'er is doing now?" Zhou Zhou thought.
Cang Qing looked around and looked at Zi Xiaoya, "Where's that guy Ji Xian?"
"She ran away," Zi Xiaoya said angrily. "These demon cultivators are so cunning! Even my father couldn't track her down!"
"He is now following the trail of the demon cultivators, leaving us to clean up the battlefield on our own."
After Lu Yuguan heard this, the system prompt sounded in his mind.
[Ding! Sorry, the host's mission failed. Unable to successfully kill Ji Xian.]
[Lost quest reward——]
[99 civilization points, [Deep Secret Realm] entries * 1]
[Task Penalty: *…&…￥%]
Although I didn't gain huge civilization values or the number of entries into the deep secret realm, fortunately I now understand that this garbled punishment is the key to the void outside the domain.
"It's not a loss at all." Lu Yu thought.
However, speaking of the deep and mysterious realm, I wonder if Gongsun Xuanyuan saw the real wood seeds that I left behind.
"After fighting all night, my legs and feet are numb!" Zi Xiaoya complained unhappily, "Let's find a place to rest first. Once the other sect disciples have cleaned up the battlefield, we can make plans."
After hearing this, several people nodded.
Not far away, Fang Xin also came over with Fang Sihui, who had disappeared for a long time.
"Sister Zi, Mr. Lu!--" Fang Xin waved at them.
"Miss Fang!" Lu Yuguan hurried forward, "Are you okay? Did the demon cultivator do anything to you?"
Fang Xin said confidently, "Don't worry, Mr. Lu. Thanks to Sister Zi, I was able to rescue my father!"
Lu Yuguan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good!"
He turned and bowed deeply to Fang Sihui, "Thank you, Master Fang, for saving my life. I will never forget it!"
Fang Sihui quickly stepped forward to help Lu Yuguan up, his weathered face filled with kindness. "Mr. Lu, what are you doing? If you, Miss Zi, and the others hadn't rescued me in time, I'm afraid my old bones would have been killed by the demon cultivators."
After saying this, he looked at everyone sincerely, expressing his deep gratitude.
"This is how we cultivators should fight against demonic cultivators." Zhao Zimo said in a deep voice.
Fang Sihui waved his hands repeatedly, "By the way, if you all don't mind, I can let my daughter arrange accommodation and food for you. I'll take good care of it for you first, so that I can show some hospitality."
"That's great. I'll trouble you, Mr. Fang." Lu Yuguan said with a happy expression.
He turned to look at Zhao Zimo, but caught a glimpse of a particularly sour face.
Ok?
What's happening here?
Jealous?