Hydrotherapy has an unparalleled therapeutic effect on the injuries caused by powerful deities, and can heal wounds instantly.
But for injuries caused by gods, the effect is much worse.
Healing is slow.
However, it can keep the injured person's vitality strong and prevent him from dying due to other negative effects since the injury.
The Lord of the Sword, who was covered in blood, was turned green by Lin Beichen on the spot.
She was seriously injured, but she didn't seem to notice it at all. Instead, she was more concerned about the battle situation and asked in shock: "How did you do it?"
Lin Beichen smiled and said: "You know, I have a celestial skill that can lock up my opponents and reason with them. The 'Thousand Grass God' was pulled into a small area by me. I moved him with emotion and reason, and after a while
After receiving ideological and political education, he blew himself up in shame."
The Lord of Swords rolled his eyes.
I would be a fool if I believed you.
However, as Lin Beichen was used to running around with his talk, one thing was certain: the 'Thousand Grass God' was really dead and had completely disappeared from this world.
it is finally over.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Unprecedented fatigue hit him, the sword master's eyesight went dark, his consciousness collapsed, his body softened, and he fell directly downwards.
Before his consciousness completely dissipated, Lin Beichen's exclamation sounded in his ears, and then he felt the familiar embrace and the familiar masculine breath...
For the first time, she acted like a little woman, gently leaning her head against the chest beating with a hot heart, and fell asleep with a relieved smile on her lips.
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Capital City, Temple Mountain.
The long night is coming to an end.
Dawn is coming.
The sky is still dark, and the stars are twinkling at the end of the blue sky.
The clouds have completely dissipated, which means tomorrow will be a rare sunny day.
Central Temple of Divine Grace.
Lin Beichen sat on the edge of the bed, his thick black eyebrows furrowed.
On the bed, the Lord of the Sword's face was as white as snow without any trace of blood, as if he were a jade beauty without life. The situation was very bad.
In the past four hours or so, the priests in the temple have tried various methods, but they can't wake up the sleeping Lord of Swords, and they sense that the fire of her godhead is getting weaker and weaker...
God falls.
This idea emerged uncontrollably in everyone's mind.
Temple Pope Hua Qingyan and other archbishops were already frightened and unable to control themselves.
Archbishop Mochizuki was in tears.
The most loyal believers knelt in the main hall, sang divine songs, prayed for the Lord of the Sword, and contributed their faith in the hope that a miracle would happen.
Lin Beichen also used [Water Therapy Technique] many times.
But it doesn't mean much.
The Lord of the Sword burned his divine power excessively and damaged the origin of his godhead. Even with a divine fruit like [Chonglou], there was nothing he could do to save it.
Lin Beichen's heart went back and forth a thousand times, with waves of uncontrollable discomfort.
time flies.
In the distance, a golden light floated on the horizon.
The morning sun passed through thousands of mountains and rivers, shone on the temple mountain, and passed through the side window of the temple, scattering a touch of pure gold on the face of the Lord of the Sword.
As if sensing the warmth of the sun, the Sword Lord's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
An unnatural blush flashed across his snow-white face.
Lin Beichen was overjoyed: "You...are awake? How do you feel?"
This sentence alarmed the priests who were praying devoutly in the temple.
Pope Hua Qingyan took three steps at a time and rushed forward. When she saw that the Lord of the Sword had regained consciousness, she was immediately overjoyed and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, you..."
The Master of the Sword turned his head slightly, saw Hua Qingyan, and said: "You... all go out."
Hua Qingyan was startled, then looked at Lin Beichen, understood something, turned around and left the temple with the other priests.
The Lord of the Sword's eyes fell on Lin Beichen's face.
I never thought this face was that good-looking before.
Many people say that Lin Beichen is the most handsome man in the empire.
But the Lord of the Sword did not take it seriously for a long time.
I just don’t know why, but when I looked at it again, I suddenly felt that this [Youyou Reading www.uutxt.co] man is really good-looking.
A thought that seemed very absurd to her arose in the mind of the Lord of Swords: This continent, as well as the distant divine realm, even the clearest lakes are not as good as his eyes; the most handsome mountain peaks are not as good as his.
The bridge of his nose; the most elegant valley is not as good as his eyebrow curve; the most beautiful grassland is not as good as his cheek...
Even the most beautiful scenery in the upper and lower worlds is not as beautiful as the face of the young man in front of me.
"Will you...will you...blame me?"
The master of the sword said with a weak aura.
"ah?"
Lin Beichen didn't react and said in surprise: "Is it because you are too charming?"
A smile appeared on the face of the Lord of Swords.
He sounds like an old scumbag as soon as he opens his mouth.
But she suddenly liked hearing this.
"You came to Temple Mountain to see Ye Weiyang, right?"
The Lord of Swords.
Lin Beichen was startled, then nodded slightly.
This topic is considered a small taboo between the two of them and is rarely mentioned.
"So do you blame me for possessing Ye Weiyang's body?"
The Lord of Sword asked weakly.
Lin Beichen was silent for a moment, nodded, and said, "It's strange."
When the Lord of Swords heard these two words, two blushes appeared on his face, the last trace of grudge in his heart disappeared, and he felt much more relaxed.
Strange.
That means it's no longer weird now.
"Then let me return her to you now, okay?"
There was a gentle smile between the eyes of the Sword Master. At this moment, it seemed that the pure and clear Ye Weiyang was really back.
"What nonsense are you talking about? That's all in the past tense."
Lin Beichen suppressed his longing for Ye Weiyang, and with the support of his strong desire to survive, he said in a gentle tone: "I only want you now."
"Pooh."
The Sword Lord's spirit gradually improved and he said: "Lie."
Lin Beichen felt a little panicked.
I've put so much effort into my performance, and you still see through it?
"Do you know that your current shy and angry expression not only makes you more attractive, but also finally makes me feel that you are a living person with joy and anger, which makes me want to get closer to you even more."
He quickly changed the subject.
The Lord of the Sword sat up slowly, and fell limply into Lin Beichen's arms. He leaned his head against his chest and asked lightly: "Then I was not a person in your heart before?"
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What kind of brain circuit do you have?
"Well... you used to be more like a lofty god. To be precise, you were a goddess who did not eat the fireworks of the world. You were as beautiful and noble as the pure and innocent blood lotus on the iceberg. People wanted to get close but didn't dare.
, but it is difficult to control his desire to conquer."
He organized his words with an authentic expression.
"hehe……"
The Lord of Swords chuckled lightly: "Although it is a lie, I love hearing it."
She reached out to hold Lin Beichen's neck, and her hair stuck to Lin Beichen's cheeks and clothes due to static electricity.
She moved her head gently, put her ear against Lin Beichen's left chest, and listened to the strong beating of her heart. It felt so real, but gradually distant...
"I'll give her back to you..."
She murmured softly.
The tone was weak but firm.
It was as if a difficult choice had finally been made.