Chapter 66

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date="2021-08-21"

title="Chapter 66"

weight="133337"

series = ["Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character"]

mode = "manual"

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Luo Han was really taken aback when he heard Ling Qingxiao's question: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"Suddenly thought of it." Ling Qingxiao was still sitting upright. From behind, he could only see his straight back and angular profile. "This problem is always to be faced. If there is a chance in the future, you will choose to stay here. , Or return to the apocalypse?"

Ling Qingxiao was right, this problem always has to be faced. Luo Han just didn't expect that he would break this layer of window paper so early.

Luo Han did not answer, but asked: "What about you, what would you do?"

Ling Qingxiao was silent for a moment, and finally, calmly said: "I want to go back naturally."

He is different from Luo Han. Ling Qingxiao was born in Tianqi and grew older than Tianqi. His family, school, and interpersonal relationships are all in the future. For this era, he is a pure outsider.

He did not belong to the Middle Ages, Ling Qingxiao could feel the rejection of him in this era, and he would return to his own world sooner or later. But, what about Luo Han?

Obviously, it is better for Luo Han to stay in the Middle Ages.

The miracle of the Apocalypse is dead, Luo Han has no friends or relatives in the Apocalypse, and even safety is a problem. If there is a god in the world, Luo Han, as the only cub born in God's Domain for hundreds of millions of years, will inevitably be held in the palm of everyone's hands. She could have announced the Six Realms once she returned to her throne, and she was widely sought after. Money, cultivation, and magic weapons, as long as she wanted, some people would hold her in front of her.

Rather than groping for spells hard on their own, not dare to stand out or out of line in everything, having to conceal their identity, and even dare not show their faces in front of others. On the contrary, there were many elders who supported her in the Middle Ages. As long as she shows her identity, she will have thousands of favors and grow up carefree.

This is Luo Han's home.

Ling Qingxiao had always understood that he also knew from a rational point that it would be better for Luo Han to stay.

Obviously it was a very simple reason, but Ling Qingxiao didn't know what was wrong, so she couldn't let go of it. He thought about it for a long time, and today he finally asked.

When Luo Han heard Ling Qingxiao's words, he didn't even want to answer: "You go back, then I will go back too."

For Luo Han, this question simply does not hold. Her goal is to stare at Ling Qingxiao, especially to stare at him not to destroy the world. What did she do in the Middle Ages alone?

The person in front of him paused for a while and asked: "Why?"

"Why?" Luo Han thought for a while and said seriously, "Maybe it's because the things you promised me haven't been completed yet. Don't think I don't remember, you promised to protect me for a thousand years, and it's only one year now."

Ling Qingxiao didn't expect Luo Han to remember this.

This was a stopgap measure. Luo Han was unable to protect himself at the beginning, so he had to do so. But now, this limitation no longer exists, Luo Han returned to the base camp of the gods, and she no longer had to worry about her safety. Their one-thousand-year agreement is no longer necessary.

Ling Qingxiao said: "Actually, you don't need others to protect you now."

"I need it." Luo Han put down the veil, moved to Ling Qingxiao, and looked at him very seriously, "Don't think about being lazy, saying that one thousand years is one thousand years. Even if I don't need them, you have to work. Finished."

Luo Han's eyes were round when she spoke, like some kind of herbivore, but she still wanted to say something threatening. The infatuation in Ling Qingxiao's heart disappeared unconsciously, he seldom smiled, with bright light in his eyes, nodded and said: "Okay."

A thousand years, now, but a year has passed.

The rain continued to fall into the night. It was completely dark, and the raindrops hit the window edge, making a slight crackling sound. Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao sat on the collapsed face, Luo Han stretched out his palm and said, "I'm ready."

Today, the medicine for treating internal injuries is finally available, but this medicine is a bit special. After taking it, it must urge spiritual power to circulate in the body to speed up the flow of medicine. Before the leader left, a thousand warnings urged that a second person must be present when the spiritual power is running, and always pay attention to the spiritual power flow in the patient's body, and quickly clear it if there is an abnormality. Luo Han didn't dare to say anything else, he was good at observing spiritual power.

Luo Han solemnly accepted this task.

Ling Qingxiao always felt that this way of healing was a bit too intimate. The spiritual energy is constantly in the body, and it is no different from a part of the body to the cultivator. The spiritual energy was passed into Luo Han's body through his hand, and then returned to his body after circling it again. It seemed...too far beyond the boundary.

This is not like what an ordinary friend would do, but like a parent or relative, or even a Taoist couple.

Luo Han stretched out her arms for a long time without waiting for Ling Qingxiao's movement. She shook her fingers and waved her hand to Ling Qingxiao urgingly: "Hurry up, you can get a rest sooner, I'm still waiting to practice."

Ling Qingxiao slowly stretched out her hand and faced Luo Han's palm. Ling Qingxiao's fingers were thin and long, and the palms of her palms seemed to be always cold, like jade.

Luo Han closed his eyes and paid attention to the fluctuations of spiritual energy on the opposite side: "I'm fine, you can use the spiritual energy."

Luo Han was attentive, but Ling Qingxiao was a little uneasy. He didn't know why he couldn't concentrate his attention. The spiritual energy started from his dantian, flowed through every acupuncture point on his body through two weeks and days, and finally flowed out from his hands and merged into Luo Han's body.

After he felt the aura flowing back from the other hand, the strange feeling became more obvious. This is really an abnormal thing. In the past, Ling Qingxiao was never distracted in his practice. Today, for some reason, he has not been able to enter the state of selflessness.

Ling Qingxiao tried to get rid of distracting thoughts and focused on what was in front of him. He has wounds in his body, and when the medicine in the blood flows through the injured acupoints in his body, it will cause a slight tingling sensation. Every time when Ling Qingxiao's aura stagnated, a refreshing spiritual force would surge up to heal the pain in that place.

Luo Han's perception of spiritual power is really excellent. But this feeling of pouring into other people's spiritual power was really strange, as if he could perceive the existence of another person in his own body, Ling Qingxiao's heart after finally calming down was confused again.

Luo Han didn't pay much attention. She used her spiritual power over and over again, until she had digested all the properties of the elixir, and then she took back her palm with satisfaction. Luo Han adjusted his breath, opened his eyes and realized that Ling Qingxiao's ear tips were red if he didn't know what was going on.

Luo Han cautiously asked: "What's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable?"

"No." Ling Qingxiao retracted her hand with a calm face, "It's normal for medicinal properties to take effect and fever."

Luo Han had never taken any medicine. She didn't understand the reason, so naturally she believed it. Luo Han looked back and found that it was late at night unknowingly, she tried hard to endure, but still couldn't hold back, quietly yawned.

Ling Qingxiao saw it and said, "Thanks for your hard work today, you should rest soon."

Luo Han hesitated: "But you..."

"I'm fine." Ling Qingxiao said, standing up, walking to another room without squinting all the way, adding a screen in front of Luo Han's bed, "I'm cultivating outside, you sleep at ease."

All right... Luo Han was indeed sleepy, and lay down on the bed without much struggle. She leaned on the pillow and turned her head, through the screen, she saw a vague shadow facing her, sitting on the collapsed cultivating.

Viewed from the side, Ling Qingxiao's posture is straight and graceful, and she looks pretty if she sits casually. Luo Han slowly closed his eyes, and before going to bed, he insisted on his consciousness and said to Ling Qingxiao: "I only sleep for two hours. You remember to wake me up for a while, and you are not allowed to practice secretly."

Luo Han was confused and in a trance. He didn't know if it was a hallucination or he really heard Ling Qingxiao's reply.

"it is good."

Luo Han then went to sleep at ease. When she opened her eyes again, the window was already bright.

Luo Han was speechless while lying on the bed looking at the light on the window screens. Have you agreed to wake her up? That's what Ling Qingxiao called?

It was said that the two of them were cultivating together, but Ling Qingxiao worked hard again behind her back. Luo Han turned over and heard movement outside, and there was an unhurried knock on the door: "Awake?"

"Yeah." Luo Han replied, embarrassed to stay in bed again, and quickly got up. She opened the door and went out. Ling Qingxiao was already standing outside, looking at the mist on his hair, she didn't know how long she had been cultivating in the morning breeze.

Luo Han scratched his hair, very resentful: "Didn't you say that you would wake me up?"

"I called, but you didn't wake up." Ling Qingxiao said and stretched out his hand. Luo Han subconsciously hid behind him and was stopped by Ling Qingxiao, "Don't move."

A comb appeared in his hand, slowly sliding down her hair, and the messy hair ends suddenly became neat and tidy. Even when doing this kind of thing, Ling Qingxiao's eyes were serious as if he was studying the formation. Luo Han was uncomfortable with such a gaze. He hid from the side and reached out to pick up the comb in his hand: "I'm here. Bar."

"Don't move." Ling Qingxiao pressed her shoulders and combed her hair neatly. "It's messed up again."

Ling Qingxiao's eyes were serious, and it was not until Luo Han's hair was not crooked that he finally closed his hands with satisfaction: "That's it."

His problem is really hopeless. Luo Han gave up and reasoned with Ling Qingxiao and said, "I slept a little bit dead yesterday. Why didn't you call me a few more times? You can't wake up."

"No need." Ling Qingxiao said, "It's too late, there is no need to practice all night."

Luo Han refused: "But obviously you are like this."

"I'm not the same." Ling Qingxiao said in a faint tone, "You can't take me as your standard. You are still young, and children can only grow taller if they sleep well at night."

Luo Han doesn't like to hear these words even more: "What do you mean? You say I am short?"

Luo Han closed his eyes and paid attention to the fluctuations of spiritual energy on the opposite side: "I'm fine, you can use the spiritual energy."

Luo Han was attentive, but Ling Qingxiao was a little uneasy. He didn't know why he couldn't concentrate his attention. The spiritual energy started from his dantian, flowed through every acupuncture point on his body through two weeks and days, and finally flowed out from his hands and merged into Luo Han's body.

After he felt the aura flowing back from the other hand, the strange feeling became more obvious. This is really an abnormal thing. In the past, Ling Qingxiao was never distracted in his practice. Today, for some reason, he has not been able to enter the state of selflessness.

Ling Qingxiao tried to get rid of distracting thoughts and focused on what was in front of him. He has wounds in his body, and when the medicine in the blood flows through the injured acupoints in his body, it will cause a slight tingling sensation. Every time when Ling Qingxiao's aura stagnated, a refreshing spiritual force would surge up to heal the pain in that place.

Luo Han's perception of spiritual power is really excellent. But this feeling of pouring into other people's spiritual power was really strange, as if he could perceive the existence of another person in his own body, Ling Qingxiao's heart after finally calming down was confused again.

Luo Han didn't pay much attention. She used her spiritual power over and over again, until she had digested all the properties of the elixir, and then she took back her palm with satisfaction. Luo Han adjusted his breath, opened his eyes and realized that Ling Qingxiao's ear tips were red if he didn't know what was going on.

Luo Han cautiously asked: "What's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable?"

"No." Ling Qingxiao retracted her hand with a calm face, "It's normal for medicinal properties to take effect and fever."

Luo Han had never taken any medicine. She didn't understand the reason, so naturally she believed it. Luo Han looked back and found that it was late at night unknowingly, she tried hard to endure, but still couldn't hold back, quietly yawned.

Ling Qingxiao saw it and said, "Thanks for your hard work today, you should rest soon."

Luo Han hesitated: "But you..."

"I'm fine." Ling Qingxiao said, standing up, walking to another room without squinting all the way, adding a screen in front of Luo Han's bed, "I'm cultivating outside, you sleep at ease."

All right... Luo Han was indeed sleepy, and lay down on the bed without much struggle. She leaned on the pillow and turned her head, through the screen, she saw a vague shadow facing her, sitting on the collapsed cultivating.

Viewed from the side, Ling Qingxiao's posture is straight and graceful, and she looks pretty if she sits casually. Luo Han slowly closed his eyes, and before going to bed, he insisted on his consciousness and said to Ling Qingxiao: "I only sleep for two hours. You remember to wake me up for a while, and you are not allowed to practice secretly."

Luo Han was confused and in a trance. He didn't know if it was a hallucination or he really heard Ling Qingxiao's reply.

"it is good."

Luo Han then went to sleep at ease. When she opened her eyes again, the window was already bright.

Luo Han was speechless while lying on the bed looking at the light on the window screens. Have you agreed to wake her up? That's what Ling Qingxiao called?

It was said that the two of them were cultivating together, but Ling Qingxiao worked hard again behind her back. Luo Han turned over and heard movement outside, and there was an unhurried knock on the door: "Awake?"

"Yeah." Luo Han replied, embarrassed to stay in bed again, and quickly got up. She opened the door and went out. Ling Qingxiao was already standing outside, looking at the mist on his hair, she didn't know how long she had been cultivating in the morning breeze.

Luo Han scratched his hair, very resentful: "Didn't you say that you would wake me up?"

"I called, but you didn't wake up." Ling Qingxiao said and stretched out his hand. Luo Han subconsciously hid behind him and was stopped by Ling Qingxiao, "Don't move."

A comb appeared in his hand, slowly sliding down her hair, and the messy hair ends suddenly became neat and tidy. Even when doing this kind of thing, Ling Qingxiao's eyes were serious as if he was studying the formation. Luo Han was uncomfortable with such a gaze. He hid from the side and reached out to pick up the comb in his hand: "I'm here. Bar."

"Don't move." Ling Qingxiao pressed her shoulders and combed her hair neatly. "It's messed up again."

Ling Qingxiao's eyes were serious, and it was not until Luo Han's hair was not crooked that he finally closed his hands with satisfaction: "That's it."

His problem is really hopeless. Luo Han gave up and reasoned with Ling Qingxiao and said, "I slept a little bit dead yesterday. Why didn't you call me a few more times? You can't wake up."

"No need." Ling Qingxiao said, "It's too late, there is no need to practice all night."

Luo Han refused: "But obviously you are like this."

"I'm not the same." Ling Qingxiao said in a faint tone, "You can't take me as your standard. You are still young, and children can only grow taller if they sleep well at night."

Luo Han doesn't like to hear these words even more: "What do you mean? You say I am short?"

"No." Ling Qingxiao asked Luo Han, who was inexplicably excited, "The air outside is just right, do you want to go outside for a walk?"

Luo Han's words stopped abruptly, almost choking himself. Ling Qingxiao, is this an active invitation?

God, is this still Ling Qingxiao?

When Ling Qingxiao saw that Luo Han did not answer for a long time, he looked a little uncomfortable: "You don't want to..."

"No no," Luo Han said quickly, "I am willing. Let's go."

Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao went out for a walk together, there was nothing in the house, and they didn't need to chain doors. It rained just last night, and the air was still moist. The morning wind was blowing slowly, refreshing.

Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao walked unhurriedly around the village. Luo Han said sincerely: "Unexpectedly, would live an old-age life ahead of time, or stay with you. go out for a walk in the morning and go to bed as soon as it gets dark in the evening. Regimen."

When Luo Han's unintentional words were heard in Ling Qingxiao's ears, there were other meanings. Living with him in the retirement life means that even if they are old, they will still be together?

A little bit of smile appeared in Ling Qingxiao's eyes, and said: "How can you care for the elderly with one mouthful at a young age? Don't say these frustrating words."

During their walk, Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao encountered waves of people who went out. Some went out to patrol and some went out to cultivate the land. When the villagers saw them, they all came up to greet them in surprise.

"Why did you come out? Is it a habit to live in our tribe?"

"I heard the chief said that my brother was injured. Is his injury better?"

Luo Han replied one by one: "Everything is fine, thanks to the leader and everyone taking care of him. His injury is much better, thank you for your concern."

Luo Han spoke politely to everyone. She was busy, and a voice came from behind, it seemed that someone was calling "Miss Ling". It took a long time for Luo Han to realize that Miss Ling was calling her.

Luo Han looked back in surprise: "Are you calling me?"

"That's right." Several young people pushed each other to Luo Han and asked, "Miss Ling, you still don't know your name, dare you ask the girl's name?"

Ask the name? Ling Qingxiao frowned and looked at these teenagers.

They live in mountain villages all year round, their skin is wheat-colored, and their stature is very strong. The young man who was pushed in the middle was especially strong. He certainly didn't match the delicate one, but he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a face of righteousness, and it was not bad to see it.

However, in Ling Qingxiao's eyes, these young people were foolish and undressed, and looked unreliable. Especially the one standing in the middle is the least reliable. They came up specifically to talk to Luo Han, and it wasn't hard to guess what ideas they had in their minds.

Ling Qingxiao looked at Luo Han silently, wanting to know her reaction. Luo Han seemed to be shocked by the phrase "Mrs Ling", she just went out, so why did she have the same surname as Ling Qingxiao?

Just then the leader went out and shouted with a calm face, "Goro, it's time to patrol the mountain, why don't you go?"

The boy called Goro made a face and walked away regretfully. He walked far away and never forgot to turn his head and say to Luo Han: "Don't go, wait until I come back from the mountain patrol and ask you again."

"You haven't finished yet?" The leader was angry, and was about to chase them. The few teenagers screamed and ran away. After driving away the people, the leader walked up to Luo Han and said to Luo Han: "Don't pay attention to them. They are like a group of monkeys. They are not upright and talk nonsense all day long. Don't be familiar with them."

Luo Han could only smile awkwardly. Luo Han didn't know how to respond to this kind of thing. She only put on her veil yesterday, and today she attracted a lot of onlookers. Although she has no experience, the other boy's behavior is so obvious that it is difficult for her to understand.

When the leader was in the yard, he saw the teenagers running towards Luo Han. The leader of this group of monkey cubs grew up watching them. The leader can understand what they think in their minds with just a glance. The leader hurriedly came out and chased the people away. After she finished speaking, she quietly looked at the two opposite people. Luo Han looked a little embarrassed, and although Ling Qingxiao had no expression on his face, he was obviously very upset by the aura around him.

The leader felt like a mirror in her heart. She did not continue the topic just now, and said lightly: "You are here just right, and I am planning to find you. You just came, and many people in the tribe have not seen you. It just happens to be free today, I Take you to recognize the way."

The leader was kind, and Luo Han quickly thanked him. The leader led them on the small road, pointing to the surrounding people as he walked. The people inside saw the leader through the fence and greeted them enthusiastically.

The leader said: "You didn't go out two days ago. Many people only know that there are brothers and sisters who are like gods in the tribe, but they have not seen a real person. I will take you out today, and they should feel relieved when they feast their eyes."

Luo Han said: "Don't dare to be it. Thanks to the leader's support these days, we can't be thankful enough. The leader's words are really shameful to us."

"This is the truth, just listen to it." The leader said, "The monkeys have grown up from Xiaoye, and they are not big or small. You should not care about them. If they dare to ask your name again, you can tell me directly. I will clean them up."

After she said, Ling Qingxiao also remembered the past. It was the first time he saw Luo Han. He had just experienced the shock of the collapse of all the value systems and was in an extreme period. But at this moment, a strange, unknown woman fell from the bottom of the cliff, and she was inexplicably paying attention to him. How could he not be vigilant?

"I was abrupt at the beginning, but now it happens to be repaying you." Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, slightly emotional, "It turns out that it has been a year."

Compared to his long life, one year is really not worth mentioning. However, the reality has only passed one year, and for him, it seems that a long time has passed. For a long time to recall the past experience, being forced to dig a pill, being tortured by a sky thunder, and falling into the abyss, it is as far away as someone else's life.

It seems that since met Luo Han, many things have changed. Sometimes the time is very fast and a year passes by, sometimes the time is very slow, so slow as to make him feel that such days will continue forever.

Ling Qingxiao looked at the person in front of her, as if she heard the sound of something breaking through the ground in her ears. He has never thought about it in this direction, but once he picks it through, this idea instantly grows like a vine.

One thousand years is certainly not short, but it is still too small for the life span of the dragons.

If he does not want to keep the contract?