All-Rounded Strategy Game

When Jiang Li's hand grasped Xuan Qing's fingers, Xuan Qing reflexively wanted to throw it away, but Jiang Li grasped it so tightly that his strength was completely different from his weak tone.

Xuan Qing was about to break his fingers. Jiang Li suddenly let go. His palms fell back to his chest as if weakly. He still looked at Xuan Qing with a weak face and said, "Little master, my body hurts so much. Is it dying..."

Two tears ooze out of the corner of his eyes as he said this, and his face with several scars is not pitiful.

Seeing this, Xuanqing stretched out his hand and pressed his wrist to get his pulse.

But within a few seconds, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Li's face, as if thinking about something.

Jiang Li just used the wound medicine in the system to repair his internal organs. Looking at his expression at this time, he seemed to have noticed something, his mind moved, and he began to wailing: "My whole body hurts so much, little master, look at my legs. Broken? And my hand...Oh..."

The person who was still looking dying just now suddenly started howling. Xuan Qing got a headache because of his quarrel, so she simply retracted her hand and said in a calm tone: "It's just a skin injury. I'll be fine after a few days of recuperation."

After all, he didn't care about Jiang Li's reaction, got up and took the herbal medicine he had just picked back to start processing.

Jiang Li just took the medicine for the injury. Of course, he knew that his injury was not serious. He deliberately said it seriously, just to arouse the other's compassion. He didn't expect that this little monk would not even have a word of comfort.

It is said that the monks are mainly compassionate? Don't be a fake monk, right? He couldn't help but complain.

Xuan Qing turned his back to sorting out the herbs, ignorant of his thoughts.

Xuan Qing's facial features are excellent, her sword eyebrows are striking, her nose is high, but her thin lips give people a cool feeling. Although tall, he should be a little younger than Jiang Li in terms of appearance, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

He is dressed in a white monk robe. Except for the wide sleeves embroidered with unknown dark patterns, the rest of the robe is pure white. With his expressionless face, the whole body is enveloped. "Don't come close to me within three meters" breath.

Jiang Li didn't expect his lover to become a monk in this life, which made him a little bit dumbfounded. When he was attacking the opponent, he wondered if he had to recite the phrase "Amitabha Buddha" silently to be worthy of the Buddha.

"Little cute, with all due respect." Jiang Li said in his heart, "Your game is really abnormal."

"...Cough." The system coughed lightly, but didn't refute his words. Obviously, he was also speechless about the identity of the male lead.

Raiders monk? It's literally.

But no matter what his lover's status is, Jiang Li will definitely not let go. The emperor has already attacked him. What a monk, just do it!

So he asked the monk in front of the herbal medicine: "Little master, did you save me? I don't know how to call you?"

The white figure still fiddled with the herb in his hand, only a word floated: "Xuanqing."

Jiang Li muttered the word "Xuanqing" twice in his heart, feeling a slight throbbing from his heart, and his lips couldn't be bent, but he accidentally involved the scars on the corners of his mouth, making him "hiss" with pain.

Although the internal injury has been repaired, the external injury is still there. He just said that half of the pain is to fool Xuanqing, and the other half is indeed really painful.

When Xuan Qing heard his voice, she didn't even turn her head back, but said, "You still have it on your body, don't move."

"I just want to move my body." Jiang Li explained.

The other party didn't pay attention to what he said, and only left him behind, but Jiang Li didn't give up, and continued: "Little master, thank you for saving me. My name is Jiang Li."

He deliberately slowed down and increased his own tone, wanting to see Xuan Qing's reaction.

However, he was still disappointed after all. Not only did the other party not look back, but he didn't even pause in his movements, as if he hadn't reacted to the name in any way. He just gave an understatement and said that he knew it.

...It's so indifferent.

Jiang Li chuckled silently. He had clearly said that he would meet me in the last life, but this is the case now.

However, Xuan Qing's eyebrows wrinkled slightly where he hadn't seen it, but soon returned to normal.

If Xuanqing wasn't here, Jiang Li really wanted to take a mirror from the system mall to see what he was beaten up. He always felt hot pain in several places on his face.

Although the trauma is still there, after the internal injury is healed, it will not affect Jiang Li's movement. He supported the pillar next to him with one hand and slowly sat up from the ground. This movement caused pain in several places on his body.

"Host, are you okay?" the system asked with concern.

"It's okay, much better than just now." Jiang Li sat leaning on the pillar and glanced at the little monk in front of him who was still working on medicinal materials.

Little bald donkey, you will feel better in the future. He grinds his molars.

Xuan Qing didn't know that Jiang Li scolded him in his heart. After he smashed the wound medicine, he got up with the medicine bowl and walked to Jiang Li's side. Seeing Jiang Li sitting up by himself, he was not too surprised.

As he said earlier, Jiang Li had only external injuries on his body at this time, which was not serious.

The only thing that made him feel puzzled was that when he first rescued the person, Jiang Li had a serious internal injury and was worried about his life. Even if he had given him first aid before going out to gather medicine, he still It can't be so effective.

And during his pulse detection process, he found that Jiang Li didn't have any internal force in his body, and it was impossible for him to heal his injuries on his own.

But he didn't pay much attention either. He just met the injured Jiang Li on the road and saved it easily. It doesn't matter who Jiang Li is. He doesn't care about Jiang Li after he can move around.

"You have a stab wound on your waist and you need a dressing."

Xuan Qing squatted down as before, put the medicine bowl on the ground, and pointed to the position of Jiang Li's waist.

When the original body was resisting, he was scratched on the waist by the bandit's knife. Fortunately, it was not too serious. When Xuan Qing brought him back, he also sprinkled medicated powder to stop the bleeding.

Jiang Li untied his clothes, revealing the scar on his waist. Except for the knife wound, several parts of his body were blue and purple, and he was beaten by a brutal hand.

...This group of conscientious bandits, when the wound is healed, I must take their nest.

Jiang Qili thought hard, although he knew that the plot was set by the game system, but seeing such injuries, and thinking of Father Jiang, who had been waiting for the original body to return at home, he could not help but feel that the original body was young. I sighed at the loss of my life.

Xuan Qing used a wooden handle to pick some herbs he had smashed into Jiang Li's waist. As soon as the green medicine touched the wound, it caused a tingling pain, and the pain spread from the wound to the flesh. Jiang Li's lower abdomen shrank unconsciously and gritted his teeth abruptly.

Xuan Qing saw that he was trembling slightly when he was stimulated by the pain, and knew that he was uncomfortable, but the movements of his hands did not stop, carefully applying the herbs.

Jiang Li leaned on the pillar, his gaze fell on his side face, and found that he was still the sadness and joyless appearance he had seen at first sight, indifferent to the scars on his body.

Xuanqing applied medicine to Jiang Li's knee abrasion again, then took out a white bottle from his arms and placed it on the ground next to Jiang Li, saying, "Healing bruises, three times a day."

Jiang Li: "..." He was so cruel and ruthless. He looked like this, and even let himself wipe the medicine.

Regardless of his reaction, Xuan Qing got up with the medicine bowl and was about to go out again. Jiang Li was willing to let him go like this, and hurriedly shouted: "Little master, where are you going? Don't leave me!! "

He stood up while leaning on the pillar. The movement was too big and involved the waist injury, but he had no time to take care of it. This world is so big, if this little bald donkey is left like this, where will he look for him next? ? !

Xuan Qing just wanted to wash the dishes and hands. Hearing his footsteps, he saw him staggering toward him when he looked back, so he helped him and said, "Be careful."

He was about to let go after he helped, but Jiang Li clung to his sleeve, and said anxiously, "Little master, are you going to leave?"

There was dust and mud on his hands, and this scratch directly caught several dirty marks on Xuanqing's cuffs.

"It's just washing the dishes." Xuan Qing said, his eyes swept across his fingers, and the low-down eyelids covered his impatience, "Let go."

Knowing that he was not going to leave, Jiang Li was relieved. He also knew that the relationship between the two should not be too tight, so as not to cause him dislike, so he let go: "Then I can rest assured, you little master. Where do I go to wash it? How about I help you, you saved me, I can't do nothing, right?"

"No need." Xuan Qing refused, and looked at him for a moment. The meaning of disgust was clear at a glance. He didn't want Jiang Li to fall into the water while washing the dishes, and it was troublesome.

"Then I will wait for you here." Jiang Li said, watching him leave.

After Xuanqing left, Jiang Li returned to the place where he was just now and sat down, then took the medicine left by the opponent and began to wipe the bruises on his body.

After rubbing the wounds on his body, he found a mirror from the game mall and looked at the wounds on his face, and found that as he expected, several places on his face were bruised, and one face was swollen. .

"...I can't bear to look straight." Jiang Li tutted twice, holding a mirror in one hand and rubbing medicine with the other.

After he wiped the medicine, he found the wound medicine from the system, uncovered the medicine, and poured it on the wound on his waist. Just applying the medicine, the effect was too slow.

After doing all this, he rested on the pillar again, waiting for Xuanqing to return.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no one to see. Jiang Li frowned, thinking that this little monk would really leave, right? Didn’t you say that the monks don’t slander? ! !

Just as he was anxiously planning to go out to find someone, footsteps sounded outside again, and when he looked up, he saw that Xuanqing was back.

Seeing him stepping into the temple, Jiang Li subconsciously showed a bright smile: "Little master, are you back?"

Xuanqing paused, his eyes stopped for a few seconds on his red, swollen and bruised face, and then moved away casually, not wanting to hurt his eyes.

... The laugh is really hard to say.

The two of them stayed in the ruined temple for two days, and Xuanqing prepared everything they ate. Jiang Li was an injured patient, so he didn't have to worry about it at all. But as a monk, Xuan Qing prepared all kinds of things like porridge, wild vegetables, and sweet potatoes. Jiangli was too weak to eat, and he missed the taste of meat very much.

Every time Xuanqing went out, Jiang Li applied medicated powder from the mall, so his injury healed very quickly, and by the third day, he almost started to scar.

Although Xuan Qing was surprised that his wounds healed so quickly, he didn't ask much, but started to leave.

After Jiang Cixi knew that his injury was healed, Xuanqing would leave, but he still chose to take a shortcut. After all, he would be inconvenient if he was injured.

Seeing Xuanqing packed his things, Jiang Li immediately surrounded him and said, "Little master, you just left? You saved my life. I haven't repaid you yet, or you go to Qingshui with you. Town, we have beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the scenery is very beautiful."

"Don't take it to heart." Xuan Qing didn't raise his head, he just saved Jiang Li easily, and didn't need him to repay.

"How can you not take it to heart?" Jiang Li said bitterly, "As the saying goes, meeting is predestined. If you save me, I will naturally repay you. If you are still there, I will save people and send Buddha to the end. Send it to the west, and we happen to have a companion on the way back together."

Xuan Qing was unmoved and turned around to leave. Jiang Li was about to keep up, so he listened to him saying, "Someone."

"Huh?" Jiang Li looked outside, and didn't see anyone. His body doesn't have martial arts, and his physique is poor. He can't hear the farther voice, "Where?"

Xuan Qing didn't speak, but just looked ahead. Jiang Li followed his gaze and found that a few people were walking towards the ruined temple not far away, with a knife in his hand.

The place where they are located is in the middle of nowhere. People come dressed in burlap and linen, and they also have knives.

But Jiang Li didn’t care about this, but as the people got closer and closer, he found that two of them were the bandits who had robbed him before, so he lowered his voice and said to Xuanqing, “These people are just a few days ago. The bandit who robbed me!!"

When Xuan Qing heard this, she was about to let him go in and hide. The next second Jiang Li jumped on top of him, and said in fright and fear, "Little master, I'm afraid!"

Xuan Qing: "..."

If you are afraid, be afraid, don't move! !