The rain passes through the green mountains, and the clouds gather sunshine.

There was an unpredictable rain in the middle of the night yesterday. The rainstorm was pouring and thunder was roaring. The next day, it was cleared up and the sky was clear.

“Meow~~~~~”

“Meow~~~~~”

“Meow Meow Meow Meow~~~~”

The cat's moan sounded in the house.

The light outside the window jumped into the house through the gap, and fell naughtyly on Qishan's thick and slender eyelashes. A light-colored tiger-spotted patterned little raccoon cat, which was less than the size of an adult's palm, was meowing. It was too young and had insufficient strength to support it in its journey.

It woke up from the bamboo basket pillow cushion, and staggered and stepped on the air to the next pillow collapse. It looked in a daze, raised its front paw and pushed the "obstruction" blocking its way forward.

The "obstacle" cannot be pushed, but it is still soft.

It used both claws together, and it took a lot of effort to climb up to the face of the "obstruction". Perhaps it was because of its strong curiosity, it stuck out its tongue and licked it again and again. The touch was gentle and it felt a little itchy, and the "obstruction" that was deeply trapped in the nightmare seemed to feel something.

The eyebrows flicked slightly, and with the slightest trembling of the eye feathers, the "obstruction" showed signs of awakening with the joint efforts of the cat and the sun.

Qi Shan felt that he had a long nightmare.

I woke up but couldn't remember the content of the dream, but the extremely dark and suffocating feeling always lingered in my heart and could not be gone.

He tried his best to break free from the nightmare and suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know how long he had slept, but when he woke up, he couldn't adapt to the bright morning light outside the house, and his eyes were uncontrollably overflowing with physiological mist.

He closed his eyes and eased, waiting for the discomfort to disappear.

As his perceptions returned to his position one by one, he also felt itchy throat, and a burst of tearing came from his chest. He frowned and pressed down the sweet and fishy smell that was surging between his throat.

"Ahemhem—"

“Meow~~~”

Because of Qi Shan's head-turning movement, the cat's previous efforts disappeared and whimpered like aggrieved. He opened his clear and green eyes and looked at the "big figure" close at hand. Qi Shan's coughing movement suddenly stopped and turned his head in disbelief.

One black and one green eyes meet at close range.

Qi Shan’s nose can also touch the soft cat on the cat’s body.

"Why are you-"

He bent his elbow to support the bed with his right elbow, sat up slowly, held the cat on the bedding with his hand, raised his head and looked around the familiar environment. At this time, he found that there was another person in the room. Shen Xiaolangjun held the long sword in his arms, leaned against the door and took a nap, tilting his head slightly.

She slept peacefully and seemed to be sleeping very well.

But as soon as Qi Shan looked over, she woke up.

"Yuanliang, are you awake?" Shen Tang got up and put away his mother's sword, yawned lazily, raised his hand to rub the remaining sleepy feeling in the corners of his eyes, and said, "Are you hungry? I'll go to Dongchu to get some food for you. After eating, I'll drink medicine, and sleep for a while..."

Qi Shan stroked the cat's hair with his palm.

As soon as he woke up, he remembered the scenes before his coma.

Only the little guy in the palm of his hand can stabilize his emotions. Perhaps the most angry and shocking stage has passed. When he thinks about the news, he still feels uncomfortable and blocked, but he does not want to kill the ten clans of Zheng Qiao.

"Shen Xiaolangjun is this..."

Shen Tang was also confused, thinking that Qi Shan was asking himself why he was sleeping with a sword in his arms, and explained: "Didn't I offend Gu Chi so much yesterday? I was worried that he would send a killer to kill me overnight, just in case he was sleeping with a sword in his arms."

Qi Shan said: "I am not asking about this."

" "Then you talk about this cat? Chen Tang saw the cat on his palm and thought he had finally connected to the correct channel and explained, "Because you were so scary when you vomited blood last night, I don't know when you woke up, worried that it would delay the auspicious day you chose. So, I brought you the "begging gift" to your racer slave early in the morning. Yuanliang, you wouldn't even be petty about this with me, right? Who would go to "retire the job"? Anyway, the cat bride was picked up for you, right?"

Pray for goodness: "…"

Chen Xiaolangjun's focus always leads him to the point, and the remaining pain in his heart has also dissipated by 70% or 80%, and more so it is helpless and funny. He has to "take action first" so as not to say another big sentence as soon as Chen Tang said: "You have been here?"

What he wanted to ask is that Chen Xiaolangjun has been guarding like this?

Chen Tang told the truth: "It's not always the case. He took a shift with Mr. Wuhui and went to the morning market to buy some morning food."

Pray for goodness: "…"

While he was dazed, Chen Tang brought the medicine and meat porridge over. The meat porridge that Chu Yao made last night was left and placed in the East Kitchen to warm it. Qi Shan’s health is not in good condition now, and his stomach is not good either. He can only eat something that is easy to digest and nutritious.

Qi Shan didn't say much, and whispered thanks, took a step and drank a whole bowl of bitter medicine in one breath.

"I didn't expect your health to be so bad..."

Last night, I was angry and vomited blood, and I was once so angry that I was like a wandering spring.

Chen Tang was worried that he would not see it at all, and his breath was cut off in one breath. Fortunately, the breath gradually became stronger in the morning, so she felt relieved to go out to eat some food. It was also the first time she realized that people could be really angry to death...

Qi Shan said, "It's actually okay."

"You don't blush even if you lie."

Qi Shan smiled bitterly and explained: "Shan's body is not bad, but the burden brought by the scribe's way is too great, so it will inevitably become weaker."

The sword on his waist is really not a decoration. Although his force is not as good as Chen Tang who has drunk alcohol, he can kill all directions, but there is no pressure to deal with ordinary men. This time, the coma is really an exception.

"You have the way to use your scribe?"

Qi Shan said: "There are no hidden dangers left in the past."

Chen Tang: "Before?"

Qi Shan smiled and said, "Kill the Lord."

Every time the Lord of Loyalty destroys his promise first, and Qi Shan is safe and sound, but the literary energy required for backlash was produced by him, which will cause more or less burden. There is no problem once or twice, but once the number of times is too high, he will naturally be under great pressure.

Chen Tang: "...Then can you recover your body?"

Qi Shan smiled and said, "It is possible to raise it. You can either live in seclusion for a few years, or you can join a lord who will not easily destroy his promises."

Chen Tang patted his shoulder with a heavy face: "Then you should cultivate for a few years. The world is so chaotic that it will not be calm for a while. It will take time for you to come out of the mountain. Listen to me, your body is the greatest capital of the revolution. Also, be less angry in the future. Zheng Qiao is doing so indiscriminately, not only will the remnants of Xin Kingdom be forced to rebel, but the people of Geng Kingdom will sooner or later will not be able to withstand his atrocities..."

What can I waste without capital?

The most important thing is-

Although Qi Shan did not explain in detail, judging from his understatement, the boss he had "killed the master" in recent years probably would not be able to kill him. His literati's way is too domineering, so the next boss should keep his eyes open and make a careful choice.

For his body and for the life of the boss.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
Chapter completed!