In the demon world, although the small ruined temple is still very dilapidated, it has been cleaned up.
Ye Tan spread dry and soft straw on the ground, and Qing Kui picked a few herbs, crushed them and wrapped them in cloth. Such a simple plaster is made. Xuanshang Jun applied this unique plaster, and the severe pain dissipated slightly, and the drowsiness surged up.
—Fazu watched from the outside, but he kept watch all night.
He covered his mouth with his hands and yawned rarely. Ye Tan said: "If you're sleepy, sleep for a while, let's find something to eat."
Lord Xuanshang was worried: "Now the movements of the gods and demons are unknown, you must not wander around, otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Tan waved his hand: "Got it!"
Before the voice finished speaking, people flew away like birds.
As soon as Yetan ran, Manman and Qingkui would naturally follow. As the only man here who can barely move, Xiaofeng has to accompany him for protection. Although with his current combat power... Forget it, he doesn't have much combat power now.
As soon as the three of them left, the ruined temple fell silent instantly. Mr. Xuanshang was lying on the straw, and for the first time in his life, he discovered that the straw was so hard that it hurt people. He's not someone who cares about these things, but Ye Tan and Qing Kui are princesses in the world, they are so delicate, it's really aggrieved to sleep here.
Still have to get better as soon as possible. He quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Outside the ruined temple, two uninvited guests floated in, they were Shangshen Danxia and Bu Weiyue.
"He... actually lives here?" Bu Weiyue looked at the mottled ruined temple, her sadness was beyond words.
God Danxia is much more sensible after all, she said: "At this moment, it's better to be decisive and straightforward, so as not to have long nights and dreams."
Bu Weiyue nodded, raised her hand and put the bright red forbidden fruit of spiritual cultivation into her mouth, and said, "God Lao Danxia guards the door for me."
Danxia came to the gods and said, "Of course."
Bu Weiyue didn't say any more, and quietly entered the temple. I saw the statue on the altar collapsed, and the walls were covered with traces of smoke and fire. Although it was cleaned fairly cleanly, it was hard to hide its desolation.
But Xuanshang Jun was all in white, and slept on the straw under the altar. Like a pearl in the dusty ruins, it is incompatible with this dilapidated ancient temple.
Bu Weiyue sighed softly, you are really willing to make yourself like this for that bitch.
She slowly came to Lord Xuanshang, because he lost his spiritual power, Lord Xuanshang didn't notice it at all.
It was also the first time for Bu Weiyue to see his sleeping face so closely. When he fell asleep, his eyelashes were long and covered, and he lacked the usual aloofness and indifference. Gives people an illusion of easy intimacy.
Bu Weiyue wanted to reach out and touch his face, but she was afraid of waking him up, and her fingertips would not touch it, just waiting for him to wake up under the influence of the forbidden fruit of spiritual practice.
I thought that since he has no spiritual power now, he should be easily bewitched by the forbidden fruit of spiritual cultivation. But... something seems to be going wrong.
Bu Weiyue looked at herself, and at the still unresponsive Mr. Xuanshang—could it be that the forbidden fruit of spiritual cultivation given to her by God Danxia was fake? No, it's impossible. Although she has never applied for it, she has seen it.
It's not like there are fakes.
So why
Not enough medicine
At the gate of the temple, Danxia Shangshen waited for a short time, and Bu Weiyue came out with an uncertain expression. She looked at Bu Weiyue, then looked into the temple, and asked: "So fast?"—Why is Mr. Xuanshang such a good-for-nothing
Bu Weiyue looked strange, and said: "He didn't respond at all. It seems that the forbidden fruit of spiritual cultivation has no effect on him."
"How is this possible?" Danxia raised her eyebrows in awe. After a long while, she said, "Maybe it's because Junshang's concentration is extraordinary, and one pill won't work. You can take a few more pills." Take out a few grains.
Now that Bu Weiyue arrived, she no longer hesitated, raised her head, and swallowed it all. Results, of course. Xuan Shangjun is still not affected in the slightest.
This time, Bu Weiyue couldn't help but not doubt it. She asked: "Is the forbidden fruit of spiritual practice of the God of God real?"
God Danxia was also annoyed: "How can this thing be fake?" She walked quickly into the temple, only to see that Lord Xuanshang was sleeping peacefully.
"Impossible." In a fit of anger, God Danxia took out all the remaining forbidden fruits of spiritual cultivation and handed them to Bu Weiyue. Bu Weiyue gritted her silver teeth slightly, and ate dozens of them cruelly.