Xuan Mu's eyes were cold. He was too lazy to look at him and took out the medicine.
He Xi unexpectedly discovered that the relationship between the two seemed to be a little better than before.
If we say that before the two men went out to fight, the atmosphere in the dormitory was tense.
So now, in addition to the hostility between the two, there is also a sense of mutual sympathy.
He Xi curled the corners of his mouth, took out two porcelain bottles from his arms and threw them to Nangong Yu and Xuan Mu respectively.
The elixir in this porcelain bottle was made by her by adding Nine Ghost Spring Water. It can be said that there is no elixir in Miluo Continent that is more effective than this.
At this time, Tong Bing, who was waiting at the door, finally came to her senses and realized that Xuan Mu had returned.
“Brother Xuanmu, you… you’re injured!” Tong Bing’s eyes turned red, and she felt her heart tighten. She rushed towards Xuanmu in a hurry, “Oh my God, so many injuries! How could he… how could he be so cruel… how could he beat you like this!”
Xuan Mu frowned in disgust, waved his hand, and pushed Tong Bing out of the dormitory.
When Tong Bing fell to the ground, she was completely dazed. She then wiped her tears and rushed into the dormitory.
However, when he reached the door, he found himself blocked outside by a powerful force. He could see the scene inside but could not get in.
Tong Bing was almost going crazy, banging on the door frame and shouting, "Brother Xuanmu, let me see your injuries, please, let me in... Brother Xiyue, please let me in! Wuuuuuu..."
However, Tong Bing didn't know that his voice had been isolated. No matter how loud he shouted, Xuan Mu and Xi Yue could not hear him.
Nangong Yu withdrew his cold gaze from the young man who was crying at the door, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
This young man who lived with Xier looked very weak and useless, but when he saw him, Nangong Yu had a bad feeling in his heart.
It seems that his existence will bring disaster to Hexi one day.
But, he is just a weakling like an ant, how could he possibly threaten Xier
Nangong Yuxiang was so absorbed in his thoughts that he accidentally tore his wound while applying medicine to himself. The wound, which had originally stopped bleeding, began to bleed profusely.
He Xi's heart skipped a beat and he could no longer sit still. He snatched the medicine bottle from his hand and complained, "Why are you so careless? Can't you even apply the medicine?"
As he spoke, He Xi took out a cotton cloth, dipped it in spiritual spring water and gently wiped the blood off Nangong Yu's wound. Seeing the hideous flesh and blood, he couldn't help but frowned and blew gently, then sprinkled the golden wound medicine on it.
Nangong Yu felt the girl's slender and soft fingers, and the warm breath with a faint fragrance on his skin, and he felt his whole body hot.
His eyes were filled with gentle smiles, and happiness was almost overflowing.
Sure enough, his Xier still cared about him the most and cared about him the most.
What Xuan Mu, what pretty boy Lao Buxiu, they can't compare to him at all.
However, Nangong Yu was so happy that he pretended to be aggrieved, as if he was trying to endure the pain and said, "Xi'er, it's okay, I'll do it myself! It was just because the wound on my back was very painful that I was careless..."
"Does the wound on your back hurt?" He Xi felt even more distressed and worried, and quickly stood up and said, "Let me take a look."
The girl's face was full of worry and tension, as if she was the only one left in the world. (To be continued)