Quick Wear: This Cannon Fodder is Delicate and Expensive

Chapter 315: Don’t Touch the Fox’s Tail (42)

Shi Qi tried desperately to catch up, but when he got to the other side of the lake, the crowd was so crowded that there were no children around.

Zhao Chang caught up, panting: "Sir, did you see anything?"

Shi Qi steadied his rapid breathing and took a breath of cold air: "It's okay, Zhao Chang, let's go back home."

Zhao Chang saw the woman's pale face and was a little worried: "Sir...are you really okay?"

Shi Qi calmed down and pursed his lips gently: "It's really nothing, I... am a little tired."

Zhao Chang felt that Shi Qi was worried, so he didn't ask any more questions. He followed Shi Qi and sent him back home.

It was not until the two men left that the man hiding in the tree came down. He suddenly covered his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and knelt on the ground.

……

Huayue Tower.

Liao Zhi looked at his old friend lying on the bed, dying, with a hollow look in his eyes, his face filled with sorrow.

"Look at you, you just recovered for a few days and went to see her again, and this time she found out." Although he said this, Liao Zhi was still transferring his magic power to the man on the bed.

The person on the bed was Xiang Ling.

But the man's face was pale, his lips were cracked, his breathing was unstable, and his brows were frowned.

"Liao Zhi, you... don't know, she looks very beautiful with long hair... ahem." Xiang Ling mentioned Shi Qi, his empty eyes became bright, but blood flowed from the corners of his mouth again.

Liao Zhi frowned as he sewed up the bloody wound on Xiang Ling's chest and applied medicine to him: "Brother, if you miss her, go find her. I've heard from people that she's been asking around for information about you, and you always tell General Yan to keep quiet. Is that really good for her?"

"You've fallen in love with her, right? Don't be so quick to deny it. I knew it when you cut off one of your tails to use as a talisman for her."

Xiang Ling was slightly stunned and avoided looking.

Liao Zhi continued, "You and I both know how difficult it is to cultivate one tail. You cut off one of your own tails to make a talisman for her to save her life, and then you went against the will of heaven on the battlefield and gathered three thousand souls. The heaven punished you by cutting off three tails! Xiang Ling, you really... don't want to live anymore! You are the only one left in the White Fox Clan, have you forgotten your mission? If you can't cultivate the Nine-Tailed Fox and become an immortal, how can you restore the White Fox Clan to its rightful position..."

"And Sui took the opportunity to seriously injure you, causing you to lose three souls. Xiang Ling, you are so confused... I don't understand you anymore."

Xiang Ling raised his heavy eyelids and pulled the corners of his mouth with effort: "Don't we still have the four tails? Practice well...it will come back eventually."

"You!" Liao Zhi felt anxious for Xiang Ling when he saw him being so calm.

Xiang Ling pursed her lips and said in relief: "Liao Zhi, I don't feel wronged. I just hope to be clean after meeting her. You also know that when I cultivated to the Eighth Tails, I did so many evil things and destroyed so many families. Now I am in Sui's hands, I saved three thousand lives, prevented him from ascending to the Nineth Tails, and won a tough battle. I think... I have paid off part of my sins."

"I promised her that she would tell me everything after she came back. Liao Zhi, I'm really scared... I'm afraid that when I tell her about my past, she will look at me with disgust and disappointment." Xiang Ling said with tears in her eyes, opening her mouth with difficulty.

Liao Zhi whispered, "Forget it. I have never been able to convince you since childhood. Just do what you want to do. You have been carrying the pressure of the family for hundreds of years. It's time to live your own life."

Xiang Ling nodded slightly.

"I have taken care of the wound in front for you. Turn over and take good care of your tail." Liao Zhi picked up another medicine bottle on the table, which was emitting a faint blue light.

Xiang Ling propped himself up and turned over, his forehead covered in cold sweat due to the pain.

When the wound on the coccyx was exposed, Liao Zhi looked at the horrific wound, took a breath of cold air, and said angrily: "Xiang Ling, I really give you credit. You can still limp to see her even though you are injured like this! If I ask you to dance, can you still do a couple of twists and turns!?"

Xiang Ling clenched his teeth in pain: "Hiss...I can't."

On the man's fair and strong back, black lightning patterns extended down to his tailbone. There were three charred blood holes, with black blood oozing out. One could even see the white bones inside.

There is also a shallower round pit next to it, which must have healed for a long time, leaving only a red scar.

Liao Zhi couldn't help but let a tear fall from his eye. He took a deep breath and said, "What are you going to do next? Keep hiding from her? You are seriously injured now. Sui has been appointed as the high priest in the palace. I heard that the number of rituals at the altar has increased recently, and a lot of people have been recruited. I feel... uneasy."

Xiang Ling frowned: "She is seriously injured and can't move easily. I'm afraid she will feel uncomfortable seeing me. I will go to explain to her when I recover a little. Besides, the closer I get to her now, the more dangerous she will be."

"But what are you talking about... the high priest? The altar? What is that?"

"Who knows what it is? I heard that it even started a Dharma assembly so that common people could listen to the teachings." Liao Zhi said as he carefully cleaned the rotten meat off Xiang Ling.

"Hiss...be gentle." Xiang Ling broke out in a cold sweat and trembled all over.

"You are so afraid of pain. I don't know where you got the courage from at that time." Liao Zhi complained, but his hands became gentler.

"I think there is something wrong with this Dharma Assembly. When are the Dharma Assembly usually held?" Xiang Ling asked.

"Well...once a month, this month just passed." Liao Zhi said.

Xiang Ling blinked and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Send a few of your own people to listen next month and see what Sui is planning."

Liao Zhi smiled and said, "Okay, you should heal your wounds quickly."

……

The back garden of the palace.

Xuanyuan Wuhen was playing the zither, feeling uneasy.

With a "bang" sound, the string broke due to the force exerted.

All of a sudden, a blood mark appeared on Xuanyuan Wuhen's fingertips.

Eunuch Li rushed forward in a panic, shouting, "Someone come...someone come, the emperor is injured!"

Xuanyuan Wuhen waved his hand and said, "Don't call me Eunuch Li anymore. My wounds will heal if you call me a few more times."

Eunuch Li: "Your Majesty...I am just worried..."

"Okay, you go down. I want to be alone." Xuanyuan Wuhen stood up, walked out of the pavilion, and looked at the quiet lake.

“…Huh.”

After Eunuch Li left, Xuanyuan Wuhen felt that the air became much softer.

Eunuch Li is now Su Yi's man. The situation in the court is grim now. Although he has won the battle, the people praise him for his good governance and his ability to guide the country.

However, the officials took advantage of the queen mother's serious illness and Xianyi's ghostly ways to secretly teach him to use forbidden techniques in an attempt to kill his mother and seize power.

He suddenly felt that without this supreme power, he was nothing...

In recent years, he neglected state affairs and was obsessed with music. Although he had some achievements, they could not be compared with the prosperity of his father's time.

There are only a few people he can trust now.

"Your Majesty, it's cold outside, you should put on your outer robe." A familiar voice came, and with it, I felt a weight on my body.

Xuanyuan Wuhen turned around and saw Su Xiaoxiao standing beside him, putting a robe on him, and his heart softened.

"It's cold and dewy, why is the Queen here?" Xuanyuan Wuhen said as he held Su Xiaoxiao's hand.

Sure enough, the woman's hands were also icy cold.

Su Xiaoxiao held his hand and comforted him softly: "Your Majesty is worried about state affairs, how can I sleep alone?"

"Xiaoxiao, thank you for being willing to stay with me." Xuanyuan Wuhen smiled and touched Su Xiaoxiao's head.

Su Xiaoxiao leaned in Xuanyuan Wuhen's arms and whispered softly: "Everything will be fine. They have immortal clothes... Don't we still have the Immortal Lord? When the Immortal Lord recovers, we still have a chance."

"Even if there is no opportunity, I... will create one." Su Xiaoxiao said, her tone suddenly changing.

Xuanyuan Wuhen naturally did not see the fierceness that flashed across the eyes of the woman in his arms.