Crowning the SSS Guide

Chapter 87 Drinking poison to quench thirst
The girl supported her face with one hand, her eyelashes slightly drooped, her rosy lips slightly pursed, and her fair profile was covered with a hazy light in the dim light.

The silver-haired sentry slowed his breathing, as if afraid of disturbing anything, and slowly walked to the side of the guide.

A tall figure knelt on one knee beside the girl. He was so tall that when he knelt on one knee, he could look directly at the girl who was taking a nap on the boulder.

The clothes on his body were torn into pieces, revealing his skin that had recovered, but there were still some bloodstains on the clothes.

With his hands hanging at his sides, he stared at the girl, seemingly a little dazed.

Not far away, there was a sound of breaking water.

Xiguang slowly turned around and looked at the sentry who had returned with a murderous look on his face.

The mermaid emerged from the waves, gently wagging its tail, its blue eyes gazing straight at him. Its expression held a hint of murderous intent.

When he saw this scene, he pulled the corners of his lips, and his fangs were revealed from his blood-red lips, which was a threat and dissatisfaction.

Xiguang's light golden eyes also sank a little, and he looked back at her without giving an inch.

A slightly cool hand touched his forehead.

Xiguang quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at the girl who was taking a nap. There was a possessiveness in his eyes that he was unaware of.

Her long eyelashes trembled, revealing her light blue eyes. She looked at him gently and calmly, then raised her eyes to look at the mermaid who was coming over by controlling the water.

"Is it taken care of?" The girl's voice was no longer as cold as it was at the beginning. She had not rested well, and her voice was soft as she let down her guard.

It was like soaking his heart, which was always aching from being tightened by the silk thread, in a pool of gentle spring water.

The warmth spread from his limbs to his body, gentle and soft, making him unable to refuse. He was like a frog soaked in warm water, and could only watch himself drown in the warm water called "Fuguang".

As Lan'an's mood fluctuated, the originally fine silk thread tightened around his heart more and more, digging into his flesh and making it impossible for him to breathe. Every breath he took was accompanied by pain.

"Fu Guang." The name was ground out between his lips and teeth, and the name was engraved into his flesh, causing endless pain.

The girl tilted her head, pointing at her guardian sentry with one hand, but her eyes were so calm and indifferent when she looked at him, completely unaware that his heart was pounding for her.

Lan Euan was a little annoyed. It seemed that from the moment he attacked her, the balance had tilted to the other side. He had already lost on the unknown chessboard, and lost completely.

The pain in her heart became more and more intense, but Lan Euan smiled slowly, and a light appeared in her blue eyes. How could she not understand his feelings?
she knows.

The thread would convey his feelings to her, wouldn't it?
As a guide and a king, how could she not know what he was feeling at the moment?

But as a sentinel, as a subject, and even as a "puppet" who completely belonged to his master, what qualifications did he have to express his feelings? He hesitated.

Fu Guang looked at the mermaid in the deep sea, the only one who could emit light without restraint. The scales of its fish tail were emitting its own light in the dark deep sea.

"Go and have a rest." Fu Guang lowered his eyes and closed them slightly.

The mermaid's emotions were violent and disorderly, entangled in mental fluctuations, making it difficult for her to distinguish them. She really didn't have the energy to answer his confusion now.

She wasn't sure if this was a submission from a subject or something else.

In her eyes, emotions are nothing but a momentary impulse. Ten years later, or even a hundred years later, she might not even remember the person’s face, let alone the friendship she felt at that time.

"Your mind is in a mess now, calm down." The girl's eyes were calm when she said this. Lan Euan had a vision for a moment. The girl was like a traveler who had seen the vicissitudes of life. His mood seemed insignificant in front of her.

All of Lan Euan's lingering emotions vanished in an instant. He simply looked at the girl seriously, then smiled and said, "Okay."

However, he did not leave. Instead, he cleaned the nest and then lay on the other side of the boulder, not far behind Fu Guang, with the girl completely in his sight.

The silver-haired man half-knelt on the ground, his pale golden eyes flickering for a moment, but his thoughts were unclear at that moment, his attention drawn away by the soft hand on his forehead, and he looked out of place. Fu Guang sat up straight and released the elf from his mental image with one hand.

As if it had drunk fake wine, the elf turned around in confusion, and then lay dazedly on Xiguang's long silver hair.

The golden eyes blinked, looking dazed and unfocused, as if they were tired and dazed.

Fu Guang yawned lazily, intending to release "Rain Fall" for the sentry to relieve his condition.

However, at this moment, a fish appeared behind her and reached out to hold down her hand that was about to release a skill.

Fu Guang glanced at the sentry, whose thoughts were changing rapidly. She was a little tired and really didn't want to open her mouth. But her eyes revealed a clear meaning: What are you doing?

Lan Yan stretched out his hands and half-enclosed the girl in his arms. Behind her, where Fu Guang couldn't see, he inhaled her scent somewhat obsessively.

Fu Guang was just tired and didn't want to move. She wasn't deaf or blind, and her mental strength wasn't working well.

She used her mental strength to push the blue eucalyptus, which was not like a fish, away from her forehead.

"The Sentinel being at the Guide's side is the best healing. The more skin contact, the better. No extra energy is required."

Lan An knew that Fu Guang had a bad temper. If he hadn't been sleepy and hadn't felt any sense of crisis, he would definitely have told him to get out of the way.

If he doesn't give an explanation, he will be punished, just like before.

The silk thread tightened, and the familiar pain came over him again, making him feel numb and tingling, which he actually got used to.

Fu Guang, this name carries blood and pain for him.

When he got close to her, his shoulders felt like they were going to split as "that guy" pulled him away frantically.

It is like drinking poison to quench thirst, or like a moth flying into a flame, but he is willing to accept it.

Fu Guang touched the smooth silver hair, opened her mouth, and called softly, "Xi Guang."

"Here." Xiguang instantly came out of his drowsy state and responded to the guide's call.

"I'm sleepy." Xiguang looked up at the girl with a sleepy face and did not move for a while. Behind the guide, the mermaid stared at him fiercely and mouthed to him to hug her.

Xiguang saw it, but didn't move.

Lan An thought about working with such an inflexible sentry in the future. On the one hand, he felt relieved, but on the other hand, he felt a headache.

Fu Guang's consciousness fell into obscurity, and then he regained consciousness for a moment.

Her eyes remained closed, her lips parted. "Give me the wings."

This time Xiguang seemed to have just reacted. He pulled the elf down from above his head. Just as he was about to retract his mental image, he saw the guide open his hands. He was stunned for a moment and tentatively handed the elf to the girl.

Fu Guang tightened his hands and hugged the warm and wonderful floor heating doll.

She felt her body move slightly, and familiar wings covered her from behind. A warm touch came from the side of her face, and her eyes went dark.

It's finally time to sleep.

She thought finally.

(End of this chapter)