Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Chapter 193: Knight of Dark Disaster 22

Xu Yan never liked to meddle in other people's business. Even if it was 937 and Bai Xi, he would at most intervene if they didn't ask him for help.

For example, now, after he threw something he almost killed into the treatment room, he went straight home, put down his physical body and returned to the small world.

The rest is up to the Ninth Seat. Anyway, he has paid enough money, so if the cure fails, we can just blame him.

But it still took some time, and the original fifteen minutes exceeded by three minutes.

So when he opened his eyes and woke up, what he saw were two haggard and worried faces, and a warm, soft and fluffy creature was nestling on the side of his neck, rubbing against his chin, making a slight meow of grievance.

He blinked slowly. His soul and body had not yet fully merged, so things were a little awkward. In addition, the injury to his soul had been aggravated in the battle with that thing, so his reaction was a little slow at this moment.

He tried to move his body, but he had no feeling at all and could only feel the tingling pain in his limbs. Although this pain was nothing to him, he subconsciously took a deep breath as he was used to performing. As a result, the two people surrounding him frowned.

Tang Ze immediately stood up and ran to find Dean Smith who was forced to stay overtime, while His Highness Ze stayed by his side and used healing magic to relieve his pain.

The kitten in the south felt helpless and could only continue to rub against Xu Yan softly.

During the four days that Xu Yan was in a coma, he had been overdrawing his own strength to heal Xu Yan's soul.

Obviously, his strength should be considered top-notch in this world, but for some reason it was extremely difficult to treat him. It was as if he was very far away from Xu Yan's soul, and it took a huge amount of strength and energy to reach his soul.

And even though he tried so hard, the injury to Xu Yan's soul only stabilized, with no sign of improvement at all, and today it suddenly became much worse.

Nan Ze has been feeling extremely anxious these past few days. He has been searching for his husband for such a long time, but he hasn't even been able to say a few words to him. Is he going to be helpless and watch him die again?

So he overdrew himself again, and ended up in the current state of being a pile of cat biscuits, unable to move.

Fortunately, Xu Yan finally woke up.

However, the feeling of seeing Xu Yan in pain but unable to do anything was still tormenting him. He thought he was strong enough, but it turned out that it was far from enough. He had to become stronger to protect his husband and not let him suffer even a little pain.

"Don't worry, I'm fine..."

The hoarse and weak voice was as gentle as usual, but it made the man and the cat furious.

If Nan Zemao had not had the strength to scream, and was reluctant to let Xu Yan, who was in pain, be attacked by the evil sound, he would have meowed in the sharpest voice into this person's ear to express his strong dissatisfaction.

"You almost died, yet you still say you're fine. Is that what your father taught you? You are already my contracted knight. Your life is mine now. I will never allow you to abuse it like this!"

Ze's tone was very stern, but his bloodshot eyes softened after looking at Xu Yan for a moment.

While he was using healing magic to nourish Xu Yan's body, he reached out and gently stroked Xu Yan's pale face. His tone softened, "You are my brother. When we were little, I promised to protect you. Do you remember?"

Xu Yan nodded gently and obediently. Because of this action, the skin of his cheek rubbed against the fingertips with thin calluses and felt a little itchy, so he simply tilted his head slightly and buried one side of his face in his brother's palm, rubbing it hard to relieve the itch.

But to Ze, his action was like a cat acting coquettishly. His slightly dry lips vaguely touched the skin of the palm of his hand, making that skin suddenly hot.

Ze wanted to retract his hand because of the burn, but when he met Xu Yan's eyes, which were a little blurry due to the pain, he forced himself to change his action and continued to rub the corners of his eyes with the tip of his thumb in a soothing manner.

The powerful, independent, cold and taciturn black knight was as soft as a spoiled pet in his palm. This contrast and sense of control made Ze's heart tremble.

This feeling of having his possessiveness satisfied to the maximum extent is something that no one else can give him, only this little black cat can do it.

Nan Ze was watching from the side. Although he knew that the two were half brothers, he still felt that something was not right. Why did they seem a little ambiguous?

Nan Ze raised his head and looked around with a frown on his face. However, Dean Smith had already been brought in by Tang Ze, so Ze withdrew his hand with a calm expression. Therefore, Nan Ze did not see any clues and began to doubt his own eyes.

Is it because his possessiveness towards Xu Yan is so strong that he can't even accept him being close to his brother?

No, he couldn't make the same mistake again. Mr. was free, and he could never hurt him or even destroy his family relationship because of his crazy possessiveness!

This is his eldest uncle! They are a family! He and his husband are a legal couple!

Nan Ze began to hypnotize himself frantically, fearing that the dark thoughts in his heart would resurface again.