Demon King's Repayment - chapter 196

Yuan Xiang found a cave sheltered from the wind and placed the injured Shi Fu in it.

“He’s hurt too badly, and he’s got the blood of the human race. His recovery ability is far inferior to that of the demon race. What can we do?” Hu Qing helped Yuan Xiang cut off the bloody clothes, bandaged the wound, and faced the bloodstained man.

Yuan Xiang drew two sets of formations on the ground to gather spiritual energy and heal wounds, and recited the Golden Arrow Summoning Mantra repeatedly in a low voice, but it only stopped the bleeding.

Shi Fu was lying in the formation with a pale face, still unconscious, and even developed a high fever.

Yuan Xiang took out the glass-like transparent fruit that white penny tree left for her. Before the tree spirit fell asleep, he told her that this fruit had a miraculous healing effect.

“Let’s try this.”

Yuan Xiang tried to inject spiritual power into it, and the crystal-like fruit brightened. Slowly leaving Yuan Xiang’s palm, hovering in the air, emitting a pure white and gentle light.

The gentle white light covered Shi Fu’s body. His bloodless complexion finally eased, and the tightly locked eyebrows gradually loosened.

Shi Jun followed by, handed a towel to Hu Qing, and watched Yuan Xiang cast a spell eagerly for a while. Tears had already covered his face, but because he was afraid of disturbing his brother’s rescue, he didn’t dare to cry out, so he could only grit his teeth and hold back, the tears fell down with snot.

Yuan Xiang gave a hot towel, “Wipe your face.”

Shi Jun took it and wiped his face, thanking her obediently, “Thank you, sister.”

His nose and eyes were red with tears, and he asked timidly, “My brother will be alright, right?”

That was a smart, clever and emotional child, and the little bit of estrangement when they first met had long since disappeared, Yuan Xiang reached out and touched his head, “The tree God left the fruit. It’s very effective. Don’t worry, we will do our best to save him.” 

The clear little fruit was always hovering in the air, exuding a soft light of healing. Yuan Xiang really could not have imagined that the tree spirit could still leave such healing fruit that exudes kindness to mankind before falling asleep.

Shi Jun, who was anxious for two days and nights, was tired from crying, held his brother’s hand, and fell asleep beside him.

After bandaging Shi Fu’s wound, Hu Qing took a cool handkerchief and put it on his hot forehead.

The chapped lips parted slightly, and he whispered, “Mother…”

“Ah, this child misses his mother.”

For Hu Qing, who lived a few hundred years, a human being less than 20 years old could be a child.

“Their mother is the blue dragon we’re looking for.”

“Ah, you mean that blue dragon?” Hu Qing covered her mouth, “The blue dragon had traveled to and from the world for sixty years, and that dragon just came back last year. So to speak, neither child may have ever met their mother?”

Not every race had the same nurturing habits as humans.

Yuan Xiang rubbed the penny tree’s fruit in her hands, and stood side by side with Hu Qing at the entrance of the cave, looking at the smoke-filled Chishi Town at the foot of the mountain.

The tree spirit waited there for a long time year after year, but he didn’t know that his family had long since passed away like a mayfly, and even the human beings he loved had disappeared from the world for hundreds of years.

“When I go back, I will try planting him in the yard. He likes us humans so much, and I really don’t want him to be disappointed.”

“Well, he must still have a chance to live organically in the world he likes.” Hu Qing took Yuan Xiang’s arm, “I like you too, although there are hateful guys like Master Miao, but there are also lovely people like you, Ah Xiang.”

Yuan Xiang stretched out her hand and pinched her arm, “I also like demons, each of you are so beautiful that I can’t help but want to pinch.”

“Don’t pinch me, just pinch your Nan He.” Hu Qing pinched her, “I smelled the scent in the town today. It’s too much to say that every time you bully people to emit such a strong smell, but you have to endure it, isn’t it too much?”

Yuan Xiang touched her head, “I bully him every time, it seems to be a little too much.”

There was the sound of branches and leaves plucking from the forest, and a silver-white Sirius separated the branches of the bush and ran up the mountain, with his agile body carrying the smoke of the battlefield. The cold eyes filled with murderous aura.

He walked up the mountain with the blood-like setting sun, and walked all the way. All the way, the awe-inspiring murderous aura fell off the ground, and when he came to Yuan Xiang, the frost in his eyes had turned into spring water, and he stretched his head and rubbed Yuan Xiang’s face affectionately.

When Hu Qing pushed Yuan Xiang, she blushed inexplicably, and climbed up Nan He’s back.

Riding a silver wolf in the mountain at dusk may be the best enjoyment in the world. The sky was misty, the sunset was splendid, and the undulating tree canopy was covered with the golden glow of the sunset. The best thing was that such a romantic and affectionate world would soon experience that charming night with an ambiguous fragrance.

The cool night breeze blew across her cheeks. Yuan Xiang leaned against Nan He’s neck on his back, wrapped her hands around his neck, and rubbed the soft hair there.

“Xiao Nan, are you angry today?”

“That person asked you to marry… three men in front of me,” Nan He bared his sharp teeth.

“Okay, calm down, you have torn down the whole town,” Yuan Xiang laughed at the jealous wolf.

“I was originally not that greedy.” Nan He’s low voice sounded, with a hint of grievance that was not easily discernible, “But that day, on the roof of Lishe, I took everything you told me seriously. I… already can’t bear other people coveting you.”