As Qing Wu just emerged from the rubble, someone grabbed her waist and pulled her out.
When she looked up, she met the man's dark and gloomy eyes.
Even in the dark night, she could see the sharpness in those eyes.
"Why don't you go and meet up with Baisui and the others?" Qing Wu asked.
Xiao Chenyan put her down and said calmly, "I have sent that charlatan out to report the news."
Qing Wu curled her lips, "Are you worried about me?"
Xiao Chenyan glanced at her and said, "No."
Qing Wu curled her lips and blamed him for being stubborn.
She smelled the strong lingering scent of blood on him, frowned, and reached over his arm, feeling it was sticky.
He rolled up his sleeves and saw that the sword he had cut earlier was quite cruel and it was still bleeding.
"I asked you to bleed a little, but you really don't treat your own flesh as flesh." Qing Wu cursed and pulled down a piece of her sleeve to bandage him up to stop the bleeding first.
At this moment, the moonlight was setting, and the silver light covered the abandoned stone mountain. Xiao Chenyan lowered his eyes and looked closely, and could see the fine hair on her face.
There was some dust on her shoulders, which was left by the squinty-eyed male ghost when he rubbed against her shoulders.
Xiao Chenyan raised his hand and brushed away the dust, and unexpectedly met her raised eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Chenyan took back his hand and asked, "Who is the ghost called Night Wanderer, the one who almost killed Situ Jing?"
"Yeah." Qing Wu shrugged: "You also came into contact with him tonight. Go back and wash yourself with grapefruit water. That guy brings bad luck."
Xiao Chenyan hummed, hiding his thoughts in his eyes.
Her relationship with that male ghost...seems to be quite close.
"Okay, I've bandaged you. I'll have to clean the wound again later." Qing Wu curled her lips: "Your sword has killed ghosts, it's dirty."
Xiao Chenyan didn't respond, but turned his head to look behind him.
At the back, the little ghosts were tied up with red strings by Bloodshot. The fat ghost named Huzi was also among them, calming the little ghosts down.
At this moment all the little ghosts were looking at them eagerly.
"Are their souls going to return to the underworld?" Xiao Chenyan asked.
Qing Wu looked at this group of little ghosts with a headache expression. What a lot of trouble.
"There are quite a few living souls in there."
If the soul is reborn, it means that the body is reborn and can return to the world of the living.
But the problem is that even if it is a little ghost, its soul will be damaged after being eroded by the soil.
Even if the little ghost comes back to life, the missing part of the torso will make it unable to move, and it will basically be disabled.
Moreover, even if you are reincarnated after death, you will still be disabled in the next life because your soul and body are incomplete.
"Is it troublesome?" Xiao Chenyan could see the clue from her face.
"A little bit." Qing Wu briefly explained to him, and Xiao Chenyan also frowned.
"Is there any way to save these children whose souls and bodies are incomplete?"
Qing Wu said nothing, just glanced at him.
Xiao Chenyan saw the big picture and asked, "What do you need me to do?"
Qing Wu smiled strangely: "You have lost a lot of blood and energy by pulling them out of the Xirang, 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, fearless and calm: "No one is not 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, they are just citizens of Dayong."
The man spoke in a normal tone, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary thing.
There is no reason, it’s just because these children are the people of Dayong.
And he, even though he bore a blood feud, even though he was disliked by the emperor and the crown prince, even though he was no longer the eldest grandson of the emperor who enjoyed unparalleled glory, and no longer the young man in fine clothes and riding a fierce horse.
He is still Xiao Chenyan.
He prepared his troops and guarded the northern border, never forgetting his responsibility.
Qing Wu raised her lips, her voice gentler than the night wind: "Then please pray for them, Your Highness."
Xiao Chenyan was slightly surprised: "Is that all?"
"We have to take them to the Mountain Spirit Temple to nurture their souls for a few days. Then let the Black Armor Guards find the families of those little ghosts. Their bodies must also be protected, otherwise, it will be impossible for them to return to life."
"Although Baimei is a charlatan, his virtue is not weak. Let him perform a ritual for these little ghosts. The rest depends on the fate of these little ghosts themselves."
Qing Wu said as she put all the little ghosts into the judge's pen.
Not long after, Baimei led Baisui and the others over.
"Your Majesty!"
"princess!!"
The black-armored guards all ran over and were relieved to see that Xiao Chenyan was safe and sound.
Suddenly, the princess took action, and it was steady and reliable!
Qing Wu also yawned at this time, and said in a soft voice: "I'm tired. I can't walk anymore."
Immediately, a black-armored guard rushed out and said, "I am very strong. I will carry the princess down the mountain."
Xiao Chenyan glanced at the man.
Baisui simply covered the other person's mouth and dragged him back forcefully.
Xiao Chenyan took a step down and turned his head to Qing Wuyu: "Come up."
Qing Wu raised her red lips: "But your hand is injured."
Xiao Chenyan simply turned sideways, put his arms around her knees, and carried her down with one hand as if he were a child.
Qing Wu exclaimed, supported her hand on his other shoulder, and sat in the crook of his arm, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise.
Seeing her making a fuss, a black-armored guard laughed and said, "Your Highness can lift a 200-jin heavy black iron bow with one hand. It's too easy for Your Highness to lift this weight, Princess."
"When did you become a strong man?"
Qing Wu was very surprised, she remembered that Xiao Chenyan was also very strong when he was young, but his strength was not so exaggerated.
Her breath was beside his ear, warm and itchy. Xiao Chenyan dodged slightly, calmed his disordered breathing, and glanced at the black-armored guard who interrupted.
"You're too talkative."
The latter was embarrassed, shrank his neck, and smiled ambiguously.
The other black-armored guards also laughed foolishly.
Your Majesty, are you embarrassed?
Qing Wu also noticed Xiao Chenyan's abnormality, hooked his neck, and whispered in his ear: "You are so strong, were you still kind to me before? Did I misunderstand you in the past?"
"Don't make trouble." Xiao Chenyan scolded lightly. His ears and the back of his neck were all aroused by her breath and felt uncomfortable.
She felt numb and tingling, as if ants were crawling around her, and I unconsciously used more strength to hold her.
Qing Wu bit her red lips lightly, pretending to be wronged: "You hurt me again."
Xiao Chenyan's gaze unexpectedly met her watery eyes. The sharp gaze seemed to hit his chest, forcibly knocking a crack in his heart as cold as stone and iron, and it kept taking root inside.
He could no longer keep a firm tone, and there was only helplessness in his eyes.
"If you want to make trouble, then continue to make trouble..."
He sighed.
She laughed triumphantly.
The laughter collided with the night wind, the two figures overlapped, and the moonlight was silent but lingering.
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