The smile on Yin Buqi's lips gradually faded.
He looked at the person who came quietly, with some displeasure in his eyes.
"Heh, you're so badly injured and still have the energy to glare at me. What? Did I ruin your plan?" Shen Yu sneered, "With your current physical condition, it's impossible to do anything you want. Put away your thoughts."
Jiang Niannian found that she could actually understand Shen Yu's implied meaning, and her face couldn't help but blush.
Yin Buqi asked, "What does it have to do with you?"
"Yes, I have nothing better to do than to come here and get mad." Shen Yu had a gloomy face and was about to lift up Yin Buqi's clothes.
One struggles, the other stops the struggle.
Although Yin Buqi was a cultivator in the fusion stage, he was badly injured and his strength was temporarily no match for Shen Yu, who was in the Nascent Soul stage.
Blood oozed out and the white bandage quickly turned red.
His clothes were disheveled and he looked very handsome.
Jiang Niannian on the side said: This style of painting... The more I look at it, the more it seems wrong.
The two men stared at each other, their eyes filled with undercurrents and inexplicable danger.
Jiang Niannian: Then I’ll leave
Then, Shen Yu tore off the bandages on Yin Buqi's body with an unhappy look on his face. His pale skin was covered with scars of varying sizes, and a gorgeous Lycoris radiata was particularly eye-catching.
Shen Yu's pupils suddenly shrank: "You..."
Jiang Niannian was shocked and was about to explain, but she heard him say, "Why would a grown man like you tattoo such a big flower on your body? It's so ugly."
Jiang Niannian originally wanted to ask Shen Yu what was wrong with Yin Buqi recently, but after hearing this, she shut her mouth silently.
It seems that Shen Yu doesn't know either.
Yin Buqi relaxed his tightly clenched bony fingers, lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."
Shen Yu took out the ointment from the medicine box, added spiritual power, and applied it to the wound: "If you don't apply medicine to this wound, it will fester tomorrow."
Jiang Niannian: "Shen Yu, can you be gentler?"
Shen Yu applied the ointment without any caution, and his fingertips poked into Yin Buqi's bloody wound several times.
Jiang Niannian felt really distressed when she saw her own child pursing his thin lips, his face pale but not saying a word.
Shen Yu didn't say anything, but his attack seemed to be even heavier.
Jiang Niannian: Damn it.
After applying the medicine, Shen Yu handed some elixirs to Jiang Niannian and explained how to use them.
"Niannian..." Yin Buqi looked at her eagerly.
That look automatically translated in her mind as: It hurts when applying the medicine, and it will only get better if I stay with Nian Nian.
Jiang Niannian sighed and stroked Yin Buqi's face.
A faint fragrance wafted from her body, and Yin Buqi subconsciously grabbed her hand and put it on his face, rubbing it gently.
"Bang!" The stool beside the table was kicked over fiercely.
The two looked over and Shen Yu rolled his eyes: "Sorry, I made a noise by accident and disturbed you two."
Jiang Niannian: ... I think you did it on purpose.
Shen Yu looked at Jiang Niannian for a while, then snorted and laughed, "You seem to know nothing about your own strength. This top-grade wood spiritual root is useless on you."
"Foolish mortal! You are useless! A dung beetle yawns and its mouth stinks!"
A burst of irritable children's voice was heard.
Ever since Teng Jiao formed a contract with Jiang Niannian, if Jiang Niannian did not need it, it would sleep for ten hours out of twelve hours in a day, and use the remaining two hours to absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth.