Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

The female judge was silent for a moment, then pressed her voice, as if trying to suppress her anger, and asked, "...then how do you want me to take care of you?"

Probably because he didn't expect the female interrogator to ask such a flawed sentence, Sanri Yuezong paused slightly, then laughed again.

"Although I really want to say something else...But, for now, it's good to help out."

"Hand in?" Liu Quan decided to ignore the first half of his sentence, "Is it a hand in on your body knife? I will do this, Yijun—"

She just kept squatting and kneeling beside him, examining the small wounds on his body. At this moment, Sanri Yuezong suddenly half-turned around, raised an index finger, and just touched her lips, preventing her from going down. if.

"Hush," he said, his voice as soft as a whisper.

"Even if it was the man who taught you how to take care of your sword, I don't want to hear his name."

The female examiner's eyes widened in surprise for a moment.However, perhaps because she felt guilty about the injury he caused to support her, she did not protest too much against this sentence, but simply gave up what she was going to say next, turned her gaze down, and her body moved slightly She leaned back a bit, just to avoid the slender index finger he erected on her lips.

"Then, is there any difference in the way the god judge enters the sword?" She asked in a serious tone with a nonchalant tone, "After adding the mysterious element of 'spiritual power', I really haven't learned it. How should I use it for manual entry. Maybe the government of time should give me some training before sending me here..."

Mikazuki Zongjin smiled slightly.

Then, he grabbed her right hand and slowly pulled it down—until it stuck to a certain position on the left side of his waist.

The Goddess was stunned for a moment, as if she was about to forcibly pull her hand back, her body became slightly stiff because her fingertips touched the bloody wound and the sticky feeling of blood.

Sankai Yue Zongjin seemed very satisfied with her attitude, and laughed softly, then turned to flatten her hand, pressed her palm on the wound on his waist, and then spread out his left hand in the same way, pressing on her right hand.

"I'll teach you." He said softly, "Look, it's like this... Put your palm on my wound, and then use your heart to mobilize the spiritual power in your body—if you don't get the point, imagine that there is a warm white light shining The movement in your body will finally flow to my body through your palm, and repair it at the wound."

The female Goddess's voice was low and vague, as if she was a little reluctant and felt that it was her responsibility so she had to complete it.

"……Oh."

After such a vague reply, she really began to seriously imagine and mobilize the so-called spiritual power in her body according to the method he taught.

Sanri Yuezong waited for a short moment, and felt a steady stream of warm current from her palm, flowing into his large wound caused by the high-speed gun rubbing against his body, and began to slowly repair him. It has a body that is condensed by spiritual power, just like a mortal.

He silently lowered his gaze and smiled, then suddenly leaned forward slightly and approached her ear, as if he had lost strength due to a serious injury and could no longer sit upright, and said in a low voice: "If you lightly press the palm of your hand, If you rub the wound lightly, it will also help a lot.”

The female interrogator's fingers trembled slightly at that moment, and she asked back with a bit of doubt: "...Really?"

"Hey ~ yes." Mikazuki Zongjin replied seriously. "I was really taken care of by you, thank you very much."

The female examiner half-believingly began to move her palm slowly, caressing the wound on his waist.

Her movements were very gentle, carefully avoiding pulling the flesh around the wound; although there was a layer of muscle sleeves, the cloth at the wound had been torn, and a part of her palm could directly touch the surface of his body.However, due to the long-term fighting with the knife in her palm, there are actually a few thin calluses, lining the soft and smooth skin of the rest of her palm, making it almost impossible for him to control this mortal body for a moment, and his body subconsciously swelled up slightly. A fresh shudder.

The female interrogator also noticed the inconspicuous trembling, and she stopped immediately as if she was electrocuted, and asked a little nervously: "...What's wrong?!"

The handsome Fu Sangshen smiled nonchalantly in his usual tone.

"Hahaha, not bad..." He said, suddenly paused deliberately, clenched his teeth and took a breath, as if the pain from the wound on his waist had broken out.

"So... please continue." He continued to grit his teeth lightly and take a breath, as if he was suffering from his injuries.

... This kind of performance immediately dispelled the suspicion of the female examiner vividly.She groaned, lowered her gaze again, and began to concentrate on slowly moving her palm, pouring spiritual power into his wound a little clumsily.

Mikazuki Zongjin lowered his gaze, looking at Fa Xin with long black hair exposed because of her lowered face, and her beautiful facial features looming under the cover of that slightly wet long hair.She probably just took a shower before she came, and the moisture in her long hair carried a faint fragrance that he couldn't describe.

... This is the one who was once reduced to ashes in his arms.

His eyes drifted slightly away, looking at a small wooden box painted with beautiful patterns in the corner of the room.

In that box, the little blue cloth bag he brought back from that different world was still properly placed.Inside the folded piece of blue fabric was a small handful of bluish-white ashes that her body had turned into at that time.

However, the scene where her body was turned into ashes was like a dream.She was alive in front of him, kneeling and sitting beside him, as long as he lowered his head, he could put his face on the round and beautiful shoulder socket, feel her warm touch, her body's breathing The resulting slight ups and downs—

And he did.

Pretending to be weak due to serious injuries and bleeding, he leaned forward slightly, buried his face in the hollow of her shoulders, and when her body froze, he took a deep breath in time and used that kind of Whitewashing the peace-like tone, he said intermittently with a smile: "Three bridges... a little tricky. Not to mention the short knives that are more beneficial in night battles, there are still high-speed guns that are not weakened by the night battle environment... ahahaha , I couldn’t dodge it in time, so I just got hit hard like this—maybe, the elderly are really not suitable for working so hard...?"

This line is simply effective.

Mikayue Zongjin felt the female examiner's breathing a little heavy for a moment, and then she seemed to be more focused, her palm lightly rubbed the wound on his waist, and the warmth from her palm seemed to increase a lot , and it seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, so hot that he almost let out a sigh.

He thought for a while, then obeyed his body's intuition, and let out an inexplicable—sigh, or... a sound like a groan?

"what……"

The hand of the female judge suddenly stopped there!

Sanriyue Zongjin felt the thin shoulders under his head tremble suddenly.After taking the opportunity to shake his head away, the female Goddess's upper body leaned back slightly, as if she wanted to avoid the radiation range of his body heat.

Her face finally lifted, and he realized that her lips were tightly drawn, and her face was obviously annoyed.

"You...you must have done it on purpose!" Her eyebrows looked murderous.

"Huh? Hahaha, I really didn't do it on purpose." Fu Sangshen smiled kindly like a spring breeze, and the innocence and righteousness in his eyes couldn't be more sincere.

The female examiner: "..."

For a moment she seemed to want to stand up, turn around and leave.

"...Maybe it's better for me to get your body knife." She said with a sullen face.

Mikazuki Zongjin: "Hahaha, if there are fewer wounds, maybe that's really not bad. However, because this time the battle is unexpected, the injury looks a little complicated-if you can take good care of me That would be of great help, hahahahaha."

As if she couldn't take it anymore, the female judge slightly raised her head and took a deep breath.

"...If I had known that there would be such a side effect in this battle, maybe I would have considered it more carefully in advance." She complained in a low voice, and then forced a twisted smile on her face. smile.

"Okay. Whatever you say today, the patient is the biggest—" She sighed patiently, lowered her head, and continued to stick her palm on the deep wound near Sankai Yuezong's waist.

The wound has actually healed a lot.Although it should be the first time to use spiritual power to make hands for her own swords and swords, she learned it quickly and well.

Mikazuki Zongjin lowered his gaze, looking at the female examiner who resumed her work.

He has met countless people so far.However, there is no one like this one in front of you.

...Perhaps because of this, I also became a little strange.

Before he finished thinking, he felt a shock of spiritual power from the wound on his waist.

It was a strange feeling, at first it was like a dull pain, and then it turned into bursts of needle-like pain - if it wasn't because he already had a certain understanding of her character, and knew that she would not be overwhelmed by a momentary emotion. If he delays his business, he almost thinks that she is taking the opportunity to take revenge on him.

He couldn't help frowning, and took a light breath.But after that pain was mixed with a strange feeling of numbness, he couldn't help snorting from his nose.

Although he uttered that sound in order to endure the pain, it sounded surprisingly ambiguous—to be frank, if the sound was said to be the sound of enduring some kind of pain tortured by desire, it seems that there is no difference ( fog!).Therefore, he almost immediately felt that she removed the hand covering his wound, and his tone of voice was faintly tense.

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February 6:

Speaking of which, I suddenly feel that the response to yesterday's chapter has dropped off a cliff...Has everyone gone to the exam? @[email protected]

Trying to write a little yummy plot today hhh