A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The monk's dress was too eye-catching at the border. Before Xuanjing entered the barracks, he wore the clothes of ordinary villagers. After arriving at the barracks, under the arrangement of Qingluan, he changed into a battle robe.

He wears a helmet and armor on his head, and he is tall and heroic, but his eyes are full of melancholy.

When he first entered the barracks, Xuanjing vaguely heard about His Majesty's serious injury.

When the handsome tent appeared in front of him, Xuanjing suddenly felt a sense of timidity, and he couldn't take his heavy steps.

Just as he was hesitating, the drums of war suddenly sounded, and Qingluan only left a sentence asking him to guard His Majesty in the handsome tent, then turned around and led the troops to the battlefield.

The atmosphere in the barracks instantly became chilling, everyone clenched their soldiers tightly with a tragic expression, Xuanjing's heart was greatly shaken, and he was even more worried about Shu Ange's safety, so he stepped in.

Shu Ange knew that Xuanjing was outside the tent. She lay anxiously on the bed. If it wasn't for the time to close the net, she would have wanted to get up immediately and take him into her arms to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

But outside the tent, the drums were thundering, and it was time to close the net. In order not to give up all her achievements, she could only lie on the bed and continue to pretend to be dying.

Xuanjing opened the tent door, and the cat's waist got in. It was as warm as spring in the freezing cold outside the tent. He saw Shu Ange lying on the head of the bed wrapped in white cloth at a glance.

At a glance, his heart was like being hit by a giant rock, his mind went blank, and he rushed to Shu Ange's bedside.

Seeing her pale and weak lying on the bed, her bright eyes tightly closed, and the white cloth wrapped around her chest, Xuanjing half-knelt in front of her bed, grabbed her hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Mochizuki, I I'm here, I'm Xuanjing, I'm here."

Shu Ange heard Xuan Jing's affectionate call, felt the coldness of his palms, and wanted to open his eyes to respond, but after thinking about it, he decided to keep closing his eyes.

Xuanjing held Shu Ange's hand tightly, but she didn't dare to exert force. She was in a coma like a fragile glazed doll, as if it would shatter when touched.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched Shu Ange's bloodless cheek, but he didn't dare to land on her face.

Shu Ange could feel Xuanjing's movements, and he felt his heart-wrenching pain, and some regretted her just pretending to be in a coma.

Xuan Jing put her face on Singer Shu An, her gentle cheeks tightly pressed against the back of her hand, and soon something cold like dew wet the back of her hand.

"The target character's favorability score is +5, and the current favorability score is 100! This mission strategy is completed, and the host can choose to leave the replica within three days to leave, or die and leave the mission."

He cried, and Shu Ange was upset, eager to open his eyes and comfort Xuanjing.

At this moment, the tent door was suddenly kicked open, Shu Ange only had time to glance at Xuanjing, and immediately closed his eyes.

"Haha, I finally waited for this day, Yun Wangyue, you have today too!"

"Oh, you don't need to say too much nonsense, it directly ended her, and from then on, my Highness will wear a dragon robe, and I will never have to be humiliated by her again."

Xuanjing's eyes darkened, and he turned to face King Rong and King Yingyang, who were dressed as generals in armor.

"Isn't this the holy monk Xuanjing, Huangjie, I already said that there was an adultery between the two!"

People were in the military camp, and it was early spring again, but King Yingyang was wearing a splendid robe and holding a folding fan in his hand, dressed like a wealthy and leisure king, his eyes were full of malice, showing ridicule.

In contrast, King Rong was wearing chain mail, holding a sword in his hand, and his eyes were cold, making him look like a bad guy.

She glanced at Xuanjing with a sinister look, and said with a sneer: "Go on, the demon monk Xuanjing can't confuse the queen, sneak into the military tent, assassinate the queen and be captured."

King Rong's face was not blushing and he made a slander. When Xuanjing saw the murderous intentions of the two, how could he let them hurt the queen.

He pulled out the sword hanging beside Shu Ange's bed, got up and protected her behind him: "If you want to hurt Your Majesty, first step on my corpse."

King Rong raised his sword slowly, with mockery in his eyes: "It seems that the holy monk wants to make a pair of desperate couples with the emperor, General Liu, let's do it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a clear voice sounded with a smile: "General Liu, Prince Rong said that he will do it, so let's do it."

King Rong's eyes widened, looking at the person who was supposed to be dying in disbelief, sat up from the bed, and smiled at her leisurely.

"Subordinates obey."

Not only General Liu obeyed, but also the other soldiers who came in with King Rong and King Yingyang. The two and their advisors were taken down by the soldiers with thunderbolts with unbelievable expressions.

Xuanjing was completely frozen in place, he didn't dare to turn around and didn't dare to look back, for fear that the sound he just heard was just a dream.

For fear, this sudden change was just an illusion in his heart.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, King Rong and King Yingyang were held down on their knees on the ground, struggling to themselves. Shu Ange nodded to General Liu: "Tie them up in the military camp and show the public. After this battle is over, the trial will be conducted."

At this moment, Wang Rong couldn't guess that all this was Shu Ange's conspiracy, she said sharply, with blue veins on her forehead: "You, you, such a Yun Wangyue, you are so vicious."

Shu Ange sneered and gave her a cold contempt, too lazy to talk to her.

King Yingyang was pressed to the ground, and when he heard that he was going to be tied to the school ground, he said in a wailing voice: "I was wrong, you can't kill us. When the father died, he said that we should cherish our brotherhood. ."

"Keep your mouth shut, take it away."

Facing the two brazen people, Shu Ange really didn't know what to say, so he directly asked General Liu to take them away.

Soon, only Shu Ange and Xuanjing were left in the room. She pointed out Jiang Shan's ease and pleasure before, but it instantly felt like a suffocated balloon, and she was at a loss.

She really made a big joke this time, not to mention the mysterious mirror, even thinking about it, she wanted to slap herself.

"Cough, Xuanjing - I didn't mean it just now. You know that Prince Rong and Prince Yingyang have always had ulterior motives. If this game is not set up, it will be difficult to wipe out their henchmen."

While Shu Ange was explaining, the sword in Xuanjing's hand fell to the ground with a snap, he turned around and hugged Shu Ange, buried his face in her neck, and hot tears fell.

He wept, which made her more uncomfortable than questioning Shu Ange.

The man didn't cry easily, and Xuanjing had always been strong, but now she has lost her temper and wept in front of her, which made her suffer a lot.

"I am sorry."

Shu Ange said while biting her lip, Xuanjing almost broke her waist, it was nothing, but her arm was still injured!

"Mochizuki, Mochizuki."

Xuanjing kept calling Shu Ange's name, tears turned into kisses, and ignited on her collarbone.

"Xuanjing, I like you so much - but you are pressing my wound."

(This story is over~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la, the next part is the extra ~~)