Chapter 938 The sun rises in the east, the emperor bestows a crimson bow (33)

The boy gritted his teeth, ignoring the shouts of the people and demons outside, and held on tightly to the red bow. When it finally stabilized and slowly transformed back into human form, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly relaxed.

Tong Su opened her eyes in a daze. Before she could see anything clearly, she felt someone tightly hug her waist.

"The Crown Prince?"

The boy buried his head in her shoulder and neck, his voice hoarse: "You said you wouldn't die, you said you wouldn't die—"

She was both amused and exasperated: "When did I say that? Wait, the smell of blood is so strong, what's going on?" She looked down following the smell and immediately saw that she was covered in blood.

She was the bow, she couldn't possibly have bled this much, so the only one who could be injured was him—she instantly became serious, grabbed his hand, and forcefully lifted it up: "You're injured? Why isn't it being treated!—How did the wound get so deep!"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's almost healed, don't worry," he said coyly, still unwilling to show it. "It's already healed, no need to look..."

Tong Su frowned: "The angle of your injury makes it look like you cut yourself! What happened?"

The boy insisted, "It's really all better now, don't worry..."

The fox mercilessly exposed his pretense: "A-Tong, don't listen to his nonsense! The Crown Prince saw that your body was about to collapse, so he cut his wrist to feed you blood! He's just barely holding on; he's already very weak!"

The Crown Prince's cold gaze instantly turned towards Daji.

Tong Su was almost laughing in anger, and she grabbed the boy's wrist with heartache: "Are you still angry? Why are you pretending nothing's wrong? Hurry up and cast a healing spell. Doesn't such a big wound hurt?"

She cursed, but her movements became increasingly careful. She quickly cast a healing spell and applied it. The deep wound, with its torn skin and flesh rolled up, gradually showed signs of healing, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't feed me blood casually next time. You are a Golden Crow, and your essence blood is extremely precious. Even if my body collapses, I can just soak in His Majesty's spirit pool for thousands or tens of thousands of years and slowly recover."

The boy looked at her expectantly, avoiding the question, and said pitifully, "A-Tong, I'm not good at healing magic, can you help me?"

Fox, lute, pheasant: ? ? ! !

Have you no shame, Your Highness the Crown Prince?

You are a dignified Taiyi Golden Immortal. Even if you are not good at healing arts, can you be worse than a Golden Immortal?

Moreover, A-Tong's talent is good, but it's only good in combat magic. Can it compare to your own talent for healing magic, which you can use by taking advantage of your race?

You're clearly just doing this so you can enjoy Ah Tong's careful and attentive care, okay?!

The boy gave them a cold look, warning them not to say anything more, then casually snuggled into Tong Su's arms, whimpering softly.

"It hurts, it really hurts... I'm going to die, it's so painful, I can't hold on any longer... Please throw me away, I'm about to turn back into my original form, what if I hurt you while I'm unconscious, please throw me away..."

The three fox demons were dumbfounded and amazed.

How utterly shameless!

Is this really the arrogant, domineering, and unorthodox Crown Prince that everyone avoids? Who is this shameless guy with a skin thicker than a city wall, acting all cute and weak?!

This must be a switch!

The three demons were in a daze, and for a moment they all wondered if the impact of the explosion had damaged their brains and eyes, which was why they were seeing such an incredible and terrifying scene.

Just as the boy was becoming even weaker and more pitiful, he suddenly became bright.

A faint, solemn voice, though barely audible, was barely suppressed laughter, slowly rising from the horizon.