Lit The Supreme Being

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Ten days later.

The night is thick, the bright moon is embedded in the sky, and the bright moonlight is scattered in the mountains.

"Wow!"

"Oh..."

A group of first-order adult demon wolves gathered outside a bonfire burning cave.

"Wow!"

A beautiful white celestial shadow flew out of the cave, standing tall and slim in front of the wolves, scanning the wolves coldly, and instantly released the heavy breath of the fetal soul realm. Immediately, the wolves tucked their tails and fled in terror. !

The girl in the white skirt is Zhong Wu Shiyao.Ten days ago, she flew 13,000 miles with an imperial sword and came here to open up a cave and settle Tan Yun in it.

Now that ten days have passed, Tan Yun, whose soul has been hit hard, is still in a coma.

Zhong Wu Shiyao looked at the back of the wolves leaving, her beautiful eyes revealed a deep sorrow.

She thought of herself when she was a baby. She was discovered by her adoptive father from the wolf den.I thought of the face of the adoptive father and mother who spoiled themselves.

However, all this ceased to exist when he was five years old.

She stared at the night sky blankly, hating her own parents for abandoning herself, and thinking about her late adoptive father and adoptive mother.

It was faintly visible in the moonlight, and a drop of crystals fell on Zhong Wu Shiyao’s cheeks. She trembled with Tankou, her voice trembling terribly, "Father, mother, daughter misses you so much, daughter really wants to return to her childhood... Embrace."

"Mother... my daughter is very tired and tired now..." Zhong Wu Shiyao knelt down towards the western night sky.That is the direction of her hometown.

Her tears were gurgling and her heartbroken and helpless appearance made people unable to help but give birth to a strong desire for protection.

"Mother, do you know? My daughter is so confused now." Zhong Wu Shiyao whimpered with tears, "Daughter fell in love with a man who is saving her daughter's life. His name is Tan Yun, but...oooo...but he and My eldest brother has a hatred that cannot be resolved."

"Mother, if you are in the sky, please tell your daughter what to do...what should your daughter do..."

At this moment, Tan Yun was lying in the cave mansion where the campfire was shaking, and he heard the woman's crying in a daze.

After ten days, although Tan Yun had recovered from his injuries long ago, his soul was severely damaged. He felt his eyelids were heavy as a mountain and could not open them, but the woman's cry was heard truly:

"Mother, the daughter has never liked anyone until she met him. Although he already has someone she likes, the daughter is very sad, but the daughter still can't forget him...uuu..."

"Mother, did you hear that? My daughter really feels so painful...Woo... Liu Rulong is the daughter's only relative now, Tan Yun is the daughter's favorite, and the daughter really doesn't want any of them to die..."

"Woo... My daughter lost you when she was five years old, and she really can't lose them anymore..."

Under the night sky, Zhong Wu Shiyao was like a homeless child, squatting on the ground, crying with her head.

She really feels heartache!

Feeling overwhelmed and at a loss as to how to resolve the grudge between Tan Yun and Liu Rulong.

Time passed by one minute and one second. I don't know how long it has passed. Zhong Wu Shiyao might be tired of crying. She shrugged her shoulders, wiped away her tears, and walked into the cave house unwillingly.

Her back is beautiful and lonely.

Lonely makes people feel distressed!

A stone couch was slotted out of the Dongfu five-zhang square, and Tan Yun lay quietly on it, breathing weakly, and his pale lips were a little chapped at the moment.

"Thirst..." A weak voice came from Tan Yun's cracked lips.

"Okay, you wait." Zhong Wu Shiyao trembled and hurriedly walked towards the corner of the cave.

In the corner, there are stone bowls and stone buckets carved with swords by Zhong Wu Shiyao, reminiscent of Tan Yun, wearing clean white pants and clothes, and Tan Yun’s spotless face. It can be seen that these days, Zhong Wu Shiyao takes care of Tan Yun with great care.

Zhong Wu Shiyao leaned over, picked up the stone bowl and hurriedly left the cave. Not long after, she held the stone bowl full of spring water and sat on the couch.

She supported Tan Yun with her left hand and sat up with a touch of shame on her face. She drank a sip of the clear spring in her mouth. Immediately, Tan Kou was printed on Tan Yun's chapped lips and poured water into Tan Yun's mouth.

Time and time again, and again, until the water in the stone bowl was given to Tan Yun to drink.

Her heart beats faster, but her movements are not strange.

Because in the ten days since he came to the cave, Tan Yun endured the torture before he died, causing him to still have his teeth in a coma.

When the clock Wu Shiyao tried countless times to feed water with a stone bowl, she didn't work, so she let Tan Yun drink water by kissing her lips.

At this time, Zhong Wu Shiyao gently put Tan Yun on the stone couch, and immediately got up and carried the stone bucket among the picturesque mountains and forests, fetched a bucket of water, and returned to the cave and set it on the bonfire. Seriously With Qianqianyu fingers, he kept reaching into the water to test the water temperature.

When the water temperature was moderate, she lifted the stone bucket in front of the stone couch, her heart-headed deer shook a pair of jade hands and untied Tan Yun's clothes.

Then, using a white and flawless silk scarf, dipped in water and wrung out, began to wipe Tan Yun's sweaty upper body due to pain.

In the process of wiping, her every move is like a lady who has not left the pavilion, her cheeks are stained with clouds; and she is like a beautiful and charming wife, taking care of her husband meticulously.

After wiping, her eyes closed tightly, shaking her soft and boneless jade hands, she took off her trousers for Tan Yun.

"Thump thump!"

Although this is not the first time to wipe Tan Yun's body, her heart beats very hard every time...

Zhong Wu Shiyao closed her eyes, took off Tan Yun's sweaty clothing, took out a white dress from Qiankun Ring, and covered Tan Yun.

She picked up the clothes that Tan Yun had changed and washed them in the stream outside the cave. Under the bright moonlight, it was vaguely visible that her fresh and refined face revealed a happy and charming smile.

After cleaning, she held the dripping clothes in both hands, and a wave of spiritual power evaporated from her palm. After a while, she took the dry clothes and entered the cave, closing her eyes again, and putting it on Tan Yun.

She sat on the edge of the couch, opened her eyes, a little hesitation in her beautiful eyes, lowered her head and her lips and gently kissed Tan Yun on her forehead, and whispered to herself: "No matter what we will be in the future, I will cherish spending time with you. Life."

"Tan Yun...I like you."

After that, waiting for Tan Yun, ten days of sleepless Zhong Wu Shiyao, the sleepiness is getting thicker, the head is dozing bit by bit, his nose is slightly wrinkled, and the head is buried on Tan Yun's chest.

Thinking of Tan Yun's and Liu Rulong's hatred, a drop of tears slipped and she wetted the clothes on Tan Yun's chest. She whispered in a low voice, "If you and my big brother have no hatred, then how great..."

While talking, Zhong Wu Shiyao fell asleep.

Tan Yun slowly opened his eyes, looking at Zhong Wu Shiyao, who was still crying in his sleep, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.