Chapter 719

The boy closed his eyes, but it seemed that even if he fainted, his limbs and bones were very painful, and even his eyelashes began to tremble madly.

"Cold... So cold..."

Su Qinghuan was stunned when he felt the tears falling on his palm.

In the dreamland, it was winter, and it was cold, and Su Qinghuan was a monk with ice attribute. Even if she was the Reverend of Yuanying, she felt the weather very cold because she couldn't use magic power.

But the youth's tears, however, had a temperature quite different from that of the bad weather, as if they were going to burn the skin of the immortal in white.

——I'm afraid no one wants to know that the evil Lord, who is decisive in killing and ruthless in the eyes of future generations, is now just a poor boy with his horns pulled out. Even his tears are so hot.

……

Su Qinghuan pursed her lips and then looked down at the teenager. Her eyes were a little more sour.

After thinking for a while, Su Qinghuan untied the big sleeve of his Taoist robe and wrapped it around himself and Jun Jiuyou.

Unfortunately, this Taoist robe is also made of Millennium ice silk. Although the general water and fire are not invaded, it can not add much heat. I'm afraid it can't compare with a thick cotton winter jacket on earth.

"Good... It won't be cold soon."

"Cold..."

The boy seemed to feel the reluctant warmth and subconsciously leaned against Su Qinghuan's arms.

Even in the dream, Jun Jiuyou's eyebrows were also wrinkled, and he didn't loosen at all.

Even if you only listen to his voice, it makes it easy to distinguish how painful the teenager is at the moment.

……

Also, the pain of being forcibly pulled out the horns of the demon family is no less than the broken tail of their Nine Tailed Fox family.

If anyone dares to cut off her real hairy tail, even if only one of her nine tails is cut off, I'm afraid Su Qinghuan will hate each other for thousands of years.

Seeing that the young man was still shivering in his arms, Su Qinghuan sighed. Somehow, he thought of the scene when he first came down the mountain and met his little apprentice Yan Hanzhou unconscious in the room when he had just crossed the original master.

At that time, Yan Hanzhou was invaded by heart demons, and there were many whip marks. Naturally, he was very painful. However, when the boy was treated by Lingquan, he subconsciously shouted out his mother's name.

But looking at Jun Jiuyou, even when he was in a desperate situation, he just said it was cold. I'm afraid there's nothing in the world that can make him feel a trace of comfort

Su Qinghuan's eyes were gloomy.

On tragedy, although Jun Jiuyou and Yan Hanzhou are the same person and have their own tragic methods, at least Yan Hanzhou was taken care of and loved by his father and mother when he was young.

In front of him, the boy who suffered the pain of broken horns... Was born and thrown away as a monster.

What consolation can he get in this world if his parents don't love him?

……

Su Qinghuan thought so. Seeing that most of the blood on Jun Jiuyou's head has dried up, revealing a miserable blood scab, but it's much better than more than blood.

Obviously, Jun Jiuyou, who has half the blood of the royal family in the demon world, has amazing self-healing ability. If he were an ordinary person, he would have gone to hell as early as when he was killed like this.

But even so, Jun Jiuyou's body is a little too thin. I'm afraid the boy hasn't eaten a full meal for many days. In addition to dressing his wound, he also needs to find something to eat.

Unfortunately, now it is winter in this dense forest. When Su Qinghuan stumbled all the way with Jun Jiuyou, he saw that there were almost no edible fruits in the woods outside.

Even if there are, they are all dry.

And now Su Qinghuan also has no mana. If she goes out, she's afraid she'll lead to some wild animals that haven't eaten in winter for a long time, it's bad.

……

Even if I can meet Jun Jiuyou, I can only watch Jun Jiuyou die?

Su Qinghuan felt a little uncomfortable.

"Tong'er, I can't look at Jun Jiuyou like this, can I?"

"... well, host, it's not that you don't know the future development. It's just a fantasy. Although Jun Jiuyou experienced these things, didn't he survive later?"

……

As an artificial intelligence, system 233 obviously analyzes problems and makes the program more rational, but Su Qinghuan can't stand idly by.

She sighed.

"Tong'er, do you know why junjiu tryst subconsciously pulled me into this illusion?"

"Is it because he still yearns for love? He may be in the dark because he is influenced by Yan Hanzhou's soul. Maybe he hopes I can help him."

System 233 naturally understands this.

It hesitated.

"But host, even so, do you think Jun Jiuyou's snake spirit disease can be appreciated? Would you be so easily redeemed if you encountered so many terrible things?"

When the host just met Yan Hanzhou, the guy was also unkind to the host, but fortunately the host influenced the little rabbit.

Er... It can't be said to be completely influenced.

After all, Yan Hanzhou has not become a good young man full of justice. The only change is to put a heart on the host.

Unfortunately, there is no response.

……

Su Qing looked at Jun Jiuyou with a pale face in her arms.

"I don't want to redeem him. Maybe... I'm redeeming myself. Tong'er, if I don't care about such a king Jiuyou, I'm afraid that my heart will be affected all my life."

"OK."

As soon as system 233 nodded, he saw Su Qinghuan exchange points with it, and then tore a corner of the big sleeve of the Taoist robe with his hand. The Taoist robe was made of Millennium ice silk. It was very difficult to tear it with his bare hands. Fortunately, system 233 was there to help.

……

Su Qinghuan carefully wrapped Jun Jiuyou's wound with the broken cloth, and then tied a bow on the boy's ear.

Seeing that the nondescript bow style fell on Jun Jiuyou, Su Qinghuan's depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.

"Tong'er, it's a pity that there is no photo bead here. Otherwise, record the current appearance of Jun Jiuyou, and let his demon subordinates see it in the future. I'm afraid his demon majesty will disappear!"

Su Qinghuan's lips were slightly hooked, and she was trying to tie the bow tighter. Suddenly, her wrist was held tightly by the teenager inadvertently, pinching out a bright red mark.

"Pain..."

Is it still that painful?

Su Qinghuan was stunned, but he didn't mean to dodge. He just let Jun Jiuyou grasp it. If pinching her hand could make Jun Jiuyou feel better, it would be good.

While Su Qinghuan was having fun, suddenly, the boy's eyelashes trembled, and there seemed to be a sign that he was about to wake up!