Help!My goddess is sick

Mr. Gui looked at Yin Jiao, who had cleaned up the troubles after a few strokes of the candle, and suddenly felt that he didn't feel any pain anywhere in his body. He was so happy that he was a hundred years younger, and miraculously jumped up from the ground.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, for refining the power of a god!" Mr. Gui ran up to congratulate Zhuyi, but Zhuyi staggered, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell limply backwards.

"Your Highness!" Mr. Gui's eyeballs almost popped out, and his heart rose to his throat. He was angry, happy, and surprised all day long. His old bones really couldn't hold on!
He was afraid that his human form would not be able to hold Zhuyi, so he hurriedly transformed back into his huge original body, letting Zhuyi lean on his tortoise shell.

He groaned when it was smashed, but he caught it anyway.

But how to get people back is another problem.

"Your Highness, wake up—"

Just when Mr. Gui was in a hurry, he heard footsteps outside again, and his face immediately changed. Could it be the group of Patriarch Cang who came back?

He stared nervously at the gate, but Ji He was the first to rush in: "His Royal Highness?!"

Gui Gong breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and anxiously shouted at him: "Come and help, help His Highness in!"

"it is good!"

Ji He rushed over, carefully helped Zhu Yi up, let him lean on himself, and carried him into the hall.

"Second Elder, slow down—"

Zhu Yan trotted behind the second elder. When he came in, he saw Mr. Gui, who was in his original form, and then looked at the mess on the ground. He was terrified: "Are we late?"

Mr. Gui said angrily: "Anyway, it's not too early. If you were counting on you, His Highness would have been reincarnated long ago."

He turned back into a human body, "Oops—"

The old man's back hurt so badly that he quickly reached out to support the crystal pillar next to him.

The second elder's expression changed upon hearing the words, "Where's Your Highness?"

"Inside, His Royal Highness repelled Cang Yun's dog and dog legs, and then he vomited blood and fell into a coma."

"This..." Zhu Yan and the second elder looked at each other, and ran into the bedroom one after another.

"Second Elder, hurry up and see what's going on, Your Highness?"

Ji He grabbed the second elder's arm and pulled him towards the bed.

The second elder didn't bother to scold him, walked to the bedside, covered him with a magic spell, and used spiritual power to swim around his body, his face suddenly turned cold.

"His Royal Highness forcibly drives the spiritual power in the body, overdrawing the power of the divine seal, the body can't bear it, and suffered a backlash."

"Then what should we do?" Zhu Yan and Ji He were very anxious.

The second elder shook his head: "But there is no need to worry too much, the dragon core has already formed in His Highness's body, as long as he rests well and dredges the meridians, he can recover."

As he spoke, he changed his posture and poured his spiritual power into Zhuyi's dantian.

The other three stood behind and watched quietly without daring to breathe.

After a while, Zhu Yi's face turned rosy again, his eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"His Highness is awake?"

The second elder stopped in relief.

Zhu Yi's eyes moved slightly, and landed on him, "Well, thank you."

"Your Highness is insulting the old minister by saying that. This is the duty of the old minister. Besides, if the old minister hadn't been tricked and transferred away by Cang Yun today, how could His Highness have suffered such a disaster?"

Zhu Yi waved her hand: "It has nothing to do with you. They are ambitious and hard to guard against. Sooner or later, there will be such a day. Now I am shocked, and there will be no more storms in a short time."

"Since they have turned against each other, why does His Highness keep them alive?" Ji He was puzzled.

Zhu Yi sat up from the bed, and looked at Ji He calmly: "Do you think the current South China Sea can withstand the turmoil?"

Ji He was speechless.

That's right, the South China Sea is already full of holes and crumbling. Although the demons have suffered heavy losses, their main force is still there. If they make a comeback, they really can't bear it.

Having figured this out, Ji He cupped his hands at Zhu Yi, and said sincerely: "The last general is narrow-minded."

Zhu Yi nodded, "Let's leave this matter alone for now. Cang Yun and the Yinjiao clan shut their doors to think about their mistakes. You can find someone to spread the word about what happened today. It doesn't matter if you exaggerate, as long as everyone in the South China Sea knows."

"Ah?" Ji He looked up blankly, but Zhu Yan immediately understood, "Yes, the last general will do it."

She turned around and went out, and pulled Ji He along with her.

Mr. Gui looked at this and then at that, and then withdrew.

Only Zhu Yi and the second elder remained in the hall.

"The second elder speaks up when he has something to say."

Zhu Yi relaxed and leaned lazily against the head of the bed, it seemed that she didn't feel any pain at all.

The Second Elder looked at him suspiciously, and said: "Your Highness's body has not healed from old wounds, and you must not be overdrawn like this in the future. You will be unbearable. Just now, the old minister did not tell the truth and kept it a secret, but His Highness should be in his heart." There are many."

"Of course I know, don't worry, I have a measure."

Zhu Yi smiled, "Go and do your work, I'll rest for a while."

"...Yes." The Second Elder hesitated to speak, but finally did not persuade.

"By the way, I'm going to retreat for a period of time. You have full authority to deal with anything. If you can't handle it, you can send me a voice transmission. Besides, no one is allowed to approach the bedroom before I leave the retreat."

"Yes." The second elder agreed without any suspicion.

When the second elder went out, Zhu Yi changed his laziness just now, took a breath and pressed his heart: "Fuck, it hurts to death."

He fell back on the bed as if his bones had been pulled out, his fingers tightly clutching the bedding under him.

It was just him who forced it out just now. In fact, his body hurts like being cut by a knife. The second elder can only see the superficial wounds, but he has no way of knowing how painful it is, but it is convenient for him to feel it. Fool it.

He let out a long breath, and was about to use his spiritual power to heal his wounds, but suddenly thought of Lan Jiu.

"Injured... Isn't that a good excuse?"

He smiled, tearing apart the space with the last bit of spiritual power, and got himself chasing Yunzong.

……

There was no bed in Zangshu Pavilion, and Lan Jiu didn't know when she was tired from reading, so she sat on the ground with her back against the bookshelf and took a rest.

Suddenly a breeze blew in the dim Library Pavilion, bringing a faint smell of the sea.

Lan Jiu's eyes moved slightly, and she slowly opened them.

In a daze, she saw that the void in front of her was suddenly torn open, and a man in a light golden robe fell out of it.

"Ajiu..."

"Zhuyi?" Lan Jiu's eyes widened in surprise. Seeing that Zhuyi was about to kneel down on the ground pale, she hurriedly stood up and reached out to help him, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm so tired, it hurts..." Candlestick's voice was soft like a flower swaying in the wind, as if it would break off at any moment.

Lan Jiu helped him sit down on the ground, "You rest here for a while, and I'll get you a glass of water."

She was about to get up, but Zhu Yi grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. He took the opportunity to rest his head on Lan Jiu's shoulder, and hugged Lan Jiu tightly, "Don't go, let me lean on for a while .”