Fighter of the Destiny

She didn't know how long it took before she woke up.

When she woke up, she found that her clothes had been put on again, her belt had been tied up again, and they were arranged very properly. There was not even a blade of grass, and there was not even the slightest trace of a night of escaping. Under the clothes, she could clearly feel the presence of the bandage. She didn't know how the wound was treated, but the pain was reduced a lot, and she seemed to be able to make some small movements.

She opened her eyes wide, looked at her arms, felt the extent of the bandage, and imagined the scene in the weeds before, with a dazed look on her face.

After a while, she turned her eyes with some difficulty, looking for the figure of Zhe Xiu.

Zhexiu squatted on the edge of the water plants, which was the farthest place from her in the grassland. The hem of his clothes was torn off, and his legs were exposed. His posture was a bit ugly, like a dog.

The torn hem of her clothes should have turned into a bandage between her chest and abdomen.

She looked into her arms again, feeling very aggrieved for some reason, and thought to herself: How can you take off someone's clothes without their consent?

It's strange to say that after she no longer needed to hide her gender, she seemed to start thinking like a little girl, such as calling herself herringbone instead of me, but she hasn't become someone else yet.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, especially since Zhexiu never turned around, which made her even more sad... Wow! she cried.

Listening to the cry, Zhexiu's back, squatting by the water plants, trembled slightly.

After a while, he found that the crying had no intention of stopping. He followed the crying and walked over, sat in front of her, and said as calmly as possible: Stop crying.

Qi Jian's crying stopped temporarily, and there were tears everywhere on his face.

Zhe Xiu paused and then said: ...Otherwise, we'll cause trouble to those monsters.

This is still nothing to say.

Regardless of whether they are adults or teenagers, in short, men never understand that looking for something to talk to at such a moment often means looking for trouble, which is also equal to looking for death.

Qi Jian was stunned and started crying again. She remembered that she didn't make a sound, so she looked even more pitiful.

Zhexiu was silent for a while and explained: You know, I can't see anything now, so...

Before he could finish these words, Qi Jian cried even more sadly, thinking with great sadness, although you can't see it, you have touched her whole body, do you still want to admit it? Do you want to be irresponsible?

Zhexiu felt a headache. He had lived and fought for more than ten years. He had encountered countless terrifying monsters and demons in the snowfield, and had seen countless lives and deaths, but... he had never seen anything like this. , thinking what should I do? What should I do if I keep crying like this and it hurts my wounds?

Hearing Qijian's sobs, he was very uneasy and a little puzzled. He thought to himself that as a closed disciple of the head of Lishan, you are at such a high level. You have already reached the middle realm at a young age, and your sword skills are so strong. Even Guan Feibai may not be your opponent. He is so enlightened that he directly saw the third monument in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books. No matter how you look at it, it is amazing. Why do you just... like to cry?

Not knowing how to solve it, he had to sit aside in silence, but he didn't know that this method of coping coincided with the ideal relationship between men and women.

Girls' emotional problems can only be solved by time. Many times, they just feel sad and want to cry, so just let them cry and stay with them. Pass a handkerchief when they need it. Don't be polite when you need to lend your shoulders. You don't need to be there to comfort and talk. When they haven't really calmed down and don't want to cause trouble, anything you do is too much.

Sure enough, the crying gradually became lower, Qi Jian lowered his head like a frightened bird, and said slightly shyly: Did you...have known it for a long time?

There are two hidden meanings in this question, which is very difficult to answer - if he knew it in advance, then many physical contacts that occurred afterwards, especially the previous scene, could have a more negative explanation. Fortunately, Zhexiu is really not good at talking, so he remains silent - silence can have many meanings, and Qi Jian can choose the interpretation that makes her feel most comfortable.

In fact, Zhexiu really didn't expect it.

During the previous escape process, there were several times, especially when he was carrying her over the mountains and listening to her soft hums, he had some vague thoughts, but those thoughts were fleeting and he did not continue to think deeply. Because he never imagined that the closed disciple of Lishan Sect, the most favored junior brother in the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God, the young genius who had topped the Qingyun Ranking at the age of twelve... was actually a girl.

At this time, when I recall the scenes in the thatched cottage in Tianshu Mausoleum, I naturally have a completely different interpretation. At that time, the seven of them lived under the same roof. Zhexiu, Chen Changsheng and Tang Sanliu occupied the inner room. The four sons of Lishan Jianzong lived in the outer room. Every day when they slept, Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai and Liang Banhu were all crowded together. Together, they left a large space for Qijian. The most important thing was that Qijian had a separate bedding. At that time, Zhe Xiu and Chen Changsheng thought that Gou Hanshi and others were too pampered towards Qi Jian, or that the close disciples of the Lishan Sect had some special status. Only now did he understand that it turned out that there was only a difference between men and women.

What to do next? Zhexiu was silent, and Qi Jian didn't know what to say. An awkward atmosphere lingered between the boy and the girl.

At this moment, there was a faint vibration deep in the grassland, followed by a low thunderous roar. Zhexiu's expression changed slightly when he heard the sound. After listening for a moment, he confirmed that it was an extremely terrifying and powerful monster. Not caring so much, he took out the powder used to eliminate the smell and spread it around towards the grass. At the same time, he turned around and squatted down in front of Qijian just like he had done all day and night.

In the past day and night, they had repeated this process many times. Logically speaking, they should be very skilled. However, perhaps because it was confirmed that Qijian was a girl, the movement of folding the sleeves seemed a bit stiff and stretched backwards. His hands were a little stiff, looking like a duck that was about to be stewed.

Seeing his appearance, Qi Jian burst into laughter, patted his back gently, and motioned for him to squat lower, then slowly leaned forward, and naturally wrapped his arms around his neck.

Maybe it was due to psychological factors. Zhexiu felt that the feeling coming from his back had become much softer.

In the grassland more than ten miles away, the land under the weeds continued to bulge, making a terrifying low roar similar to thunder. It was unknown what was moving forward at high speed. The sunlight at this time was very bright, penetrating through the water at the bottom of the grass and illuminating the figures of countless monsters, as if they were following them like a tide, which was extremely shocking to watch.

At the forefront of the beast tide, Zhe Xiu and Qi Jian faced the sun that was getting higher and brighter, wading all the way through the water. She was still his eyes, and he was still her legs.

Which direction?

There seems to be a large meadow in the southwest. The terrain is higher. Maybe go there and take a look? The sound is coming from the east. You may need to hurry up.

After the conversation ended, it was quiet for a long time. There was only the sound of the water being stepped on, water splashing everywhere, and the weeds growing taller.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Jian asked softly: Are you surprised?

Zhe Xiu was silent for a while and said, Yes.

She hugged his neck, leaned against his shoulder, smelled the familiar smell coming from her nose, and continued to ask softly: What do you think?

Zhexiu didn't answer because he didn't know how to answer. Any idea? what idea? What are you thinking as your fingertips slide over your slightly trembling body? No, the wolf boy's mind was blank at that time, without any ideas.

She thought to herself...Does silence mean she is unhappy? After a while, she asked in a softer voice and seemed a little nervous: Then do you think I am better as a man or a woman?

This question is not self-explanatory, but gets to the point.

Zhexiu thought for a while, you have been umming and umming since yesterday, hugging him tightly all the way. If you were a man, this picture would indeed be a bit unsightly, so he said, Female is good.

Qi Jian was slightly shy and said as softly as a mosquito: It's good for women to be together. Is that what you mean?

Zhexiu thought to himself that something was wrong. You are no longer as generous as before. Why is this?

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There is a folktale in this continent, a story about a pig demon carrying his wife on his back.

Yes, regardless of story or reality, most of the time, it is the man who carries the woman, and it is difficult to imagine the other way around.

So in this vast grassland, Zhe Xiu was carrying Qijian, a girl on his back. On the other side of the grassland, Chen Changsheng was also carrying a girl on his back.

After trekking in the grassland for a long time, we are still in the wetland. Walking is extremely difficult. The scorching sun shines on the reeds and unknown weeds in the water, as if it is turning all the green plants into gold and silver sculptures. But he didn't shed a drop of sweat. The cold air constantly emanating from his body dissipated the scorching heat and resisted the sunshine.

Xu Yourong closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder, her eyelashes unblinking, and she pursed her lips from time to time. It seemed that with Chen Changsheng as a natural ice pot, she slept soundly.

Until this moment, there was no sign of Nanke chasing after him. Chen Changsheng thought that the demons were probably unwilling to venture into this grassland and had probably given up. Only then did he feel relieved. As soon as his spirit relaxed, his injuries and fatigue suddenly became worse. The water surged up like a tidal wave and trapped his feet like silt, leaving him no longer willing to take a step forward.

Surrounded by wetlands and weeds, there was no place to sit and rest. Chen Changsheng looked at the grass branches that were taller than a person and had no choice but to carry Xu Yourong on his back and continue walking. But now, instead of walking forward, he kept walking in circles, trampling down all the reeds and weeds around him. Gradually, a flat land made of crushed green branches appeared in front of him.

With the cover of reeds and wild grass, it is difficult for anyone outside to see the scene inside. But if someone can look down from the sky, they will see a small circle composed of grass about several feet in diameter. Xu Yourong hugged her knees and lay sideways on the grass. She looked very weak and pitiful, like a newborn child.

Chen Changsheng sat next to her and looked down at her face for a long time, his expression very serious, as if he had discovered something.

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(I wish everyone a happy weekend. In the past two days, I have sorted out several songs related to Zetianji. I will post them on the WeChat official account later, so you can listen to them.)