Beside the ice and fire pool in the back mountain of the Demon Realm, two figures, one black and one red, stood.
"Am I really asking for that?" Jun Wuxie looked at the red ice and fire pool and swallowed his saliva.
Xuanyuan Mo on the side didn't seem to hear Jun Wuxie's words at all, and directly stepped into the ice and fire pool.
Upon seeing this, Jun Wuxie immediately pulled Xuanyuan Mo, "Hey, my injury is not very good."
"Isn't there me?" Duodong said coolly, and Xuanyuan Mo jumped directly into the ice and fire pool.
Jun Wuxie was dumbfounded when he heard this, and stared at Xuanyuan Mo in the Ice and Fire Pool with a look of regret on his face. He must have raped, raped, robbed, and done all the bad things in his life, and he would have made such a harmful friend in that life.
Two days later, Jun Wuxie hurriedly entered Duan Muxi's room in the Di Gang Hall.
"Cousin Xi'er, go and see Mo Heng quickly. That kid is dying."
Seeing the nervous look on Jun Wuxie's face, Duanmuxi's heart began to rise unconsciously, "What's wrong? What's going on?"
"He's dying." Jun Wuxie said, not waiting for Duan Muxi to shut up, and directly pulled Duan Muxi away.
Duan Muxi was completely stunned when she heard this. Her mind turned red for a moment, and the four words "He is about to die" kept swirling in her mind.
Xuanyuan Mo, who was lying in the next room, rolled his red eyes secretly when he heard Jun Wuxie said that he was about to die. Why did that red idiot say it so seriously? What if it scared Xi'er and the child
Hearing the footsteps at the door of the room, Xuanyuan Mo immediately crouched down and closed his eyes.
Jun Wuxie hurriedly pulled Duan Muxi into Xuanyuan Mo's room.
Seeing Xuanyuan Mo motionless on the bed, Duan Muxi's feet seemed to be filled with lead, making it difficult to move even an inch. How could that happen? Why did the person who yelled at her so energetically a few days ago suddenly become like that
Slowly walking to the bedside and looking at Xuanyuan Mo, who had a red face and closed eyes, Duan Muxi's tears instantly fell from her eyes, "Axue."
"Why did he suddenly become like that?" Duan Muxi walked to the bed and asked Jun Wuxie behind him while pulling Xuanyuan Mo's cold legs.
Jun Wuxie's beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed when he heard this, and he said half truthfully, "He suffered a serious trauma before, and it never recovered. I don't know if he suffered any stimulation in the past two days, and he was restless all night." He slept with me and took him to practice swordplay. It turned out that he suffered from the cold and the trauma recurred, so he received his posthumous title like that."
The tears in Duan Muxi's eyes fell even more quickly when he heard this. Is it because of the doctor? Does he care about that that much
Hot tears fell drop by drop on the back of Xuanyuan Mo's legs, burning his legs and burning his heart.
Xuanyuan Mo, who no longer wanted to pretend to be indifferent, slowly opened his eyes, raised his legs and gently wiped Duan Muxi's tears.
"I'm awake." Seeing Xuanyuan Mo "awake", Duan Muxi felt happy in her heart.
Looking at Duan Muxi who was crying and laughing at the same time, Xuanyuan Mo's lips curled up slightly, "I woke up from crying."
Seeing Xuanyuan Mo "wake up" so quickly, the corner of Jun Wuxie's lips twitched. That boy's concentration must be too poor. Cousin Xi'er shed a few tears, which made him feel distressed and couldn't pretend. Gone east.
Duan Muxi blushed when she heard this, and immediately turned away, raised her sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Who said he cried? He didn't cry."
Looking at the arrogant Duan Muxi, Xuanyuan Mo said in a funny tone, "Okay, I'm not crying, his legs are wet."
Duan Muxi's face turned redder when he heard this, and he raised his pink fist and punched Xuanyuan Mo on the chest.
"Oh" Xuanyuan Mo did not cover his chest, but grabbed Duanmu Xi's calf and said coquettishly, "He is sick, I am very willing to touch his east leg."
Duan Muxi blushed when she heard this, and looked at Xuanyuan Mo's chest with some worry.
"Ahem." Looking at the two people flirting, Jun Wuxie couldn't help but cough lightly to remind him of his presence.
Hearing the cough, Duan Muxi finally came to his senses and suddenly wanted to pull back his leg. However, Xuanyuan Mo seemed to have not heard Jun Wuxie's cough at all, still holding Duanmu Xi's calf tightly. Without letting go, "Xi'er, he's sick, give him medicine."
Listening to Xuanyuan Mo's coquettish voice, Jun Wuxie stretched out his legs to cover half of his face. It was so sore that the roots of his teeth hurt.
"What a coincidence, the beast god is also ill." Before anyone arrived, the voice came first.
Just when Xuanyuan Mo was acting coquettishly and Jun Wuxie was grinding his teeth, Ming Yan walked in from outside the room.
Seeing Ming Yan, Xuanyuan Mo's coquettish and cute face instantly turned cold.
Duanmu Xi looked at Ming Yan with some surprise and said, "Aren't you sick? Why are you in bed?"
When Ming Yan heard this, the corner of his lips curled up, and he turned to look at Xuanyuan Mo, with a hint of mischief flashing in his eyes, "I just heard that the Beast God is ill, so I came to see if I can help."
When Duanmuxi heard this, he immediately pulled back his legs, stood up and looked at Ming Yan and said, "Then let me help him take a look."
"Okay." Looking at the legs of the two separated, Ming Yan nodded in good spirits and walked towards the bed.
Seeing the weird smile on Ming Yan's lips, Xuanyuan Mo's amber eyes flashed.
Ming Yan walked to the bed, and without saying a word, he grabbed Xuanyuan Mo's leg and started to feel his pulse. Xuanyuan Mo didn't dodge, and he stretched out his leg to let Ming Yan help him feel his pulse.
After a moment, Ming Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his pure eyes full of surprise.
Seeing Ming Yan's surprised expression, Xuanyuan Mo's lips curved into a sneer.
Over there, the two of them were secretly arguing, while over there, Jun Wuxie was leisurely walking around the round table, drinking tea and watching a show.
Seeing Ming Yan's surprised expression, Duan Muxi's heart tightened and he asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is he?"
Hearing this, Ming Yan glanced meaningfully at Xuanyuan Mo, then turned to Duan Muxi, curled his lips and said, "Oh, it's okay, it's just a little cold, it'll be fine in a few days."
Duanmuxi was slightly relieved after hearing this.
"As for the external injury, he will ask Xiying to come over and take a look at it later, and he will give him some medicine and slowly treat it."
Ming Yan said, a hint of complexity flashed in his pure eyes. He thought he would attract Yun Xi's attention and pretend to be sick, but he didn't expect that guy would be jealous of him and really make his body look like that. Seriously. , he really admired him, and finally understood why Hong Hong was so cruel to him, because he was no less cruel than her.
Duan Muxi nodded when he heard this, looked at Ming Yan with a grateful face and said, "Thank you, doctor."
When Ming Yan heard this, his breath suffocated, and the heavy feeling in his chest made him feel like he couldn't breathe again.
"Cough cough." Ming Yan coughed desperately while covering his chest.
Listening to the violent coughing, a flash of worry flashed in Duanmu Xi's eyes, and he immediately stretched out his legs to support Ming Yan, "Doctor, I don't need to be tight, he will send me back."
Seeing the worried look on Duan Muxi's face, Xuanyuan Mo began to feel sour in his heart again, and kept winking at Jun Wuxie who was watching the show.
Looking at Xuanyuan Mo's eyes that were about to twitch, Jun Wuxie finally realized his conscience, put down the tea cup, looked at Duanmu Xi and said, "Cousin Xi'er, I'll just take a rest and he will give it to me."
Jun Wuxie said and walked to Ming Yan again and said, "Come on, he will help me back."
Hearing this, Ming Yan raised a wry smile on his lips, looked at Jun Wuxie and said, "Don't bother Demon Lord anymore, I can go back by myself."
Ming Yan turned to Duan Mu Xi and said, "Let me take care of him. He can just go back by himself." After Ming Yan finished speaking, he turned around and walked away alone.
Looking at Ming Yan's back, Duan Muxi suddenly felt that he was so lonely, and a trace of sadness flashed through his heart. He raised his foot to pursue him, but Xuanyuan Mo pulled his leg.
"You're not allowed to go." The domineering voice contained a bit of grievance and weakness.
Duan Muxi looked back at Xuanyuan Mo who looked aggrieved, her heart suddenly softened, and she sighed secretly, walked to the bed, picked up the soup medicine that Xiao Taozi was sitting on, "Drink the medicine, the medicine has gone cold." Duan Muxi said He scooped a spoonful of the soup and brought it to Xuanyuan Mo's lips.
Looking at the decoction brought to his lips, Xuanyuan Mo raised the corners of his lips and drank the decoction obediently.
Seeing the two people's affectionate and contented looks, Jun Wuxie suddenly wanted to find someone to fall in love with, so he quietly left the room and closed the door for the two of them.
Looking up at the blue sky, Jun Wuxie sighed softly, hey, when will his destined person appear
In the room, Duan Muxi looked at Xuanyuan Mo, who was always smiling, and her mood improved a lot. She raised her eyebrows and teased, "Do you want the food he feeds to taste better?"
Xuanyuan Mo nodded seriously when he heard this, "Of course, it's not sweet."
"Liar." Duanmuxi curled her lips in disbelief when she heard this. There is no sweetness in the medicine. Only if she believed in him did he have a ghost.
Seeing the look on Duan Muxi's face that looked like I was lying to a child, Xuanyuan Mo's lips curved into a charming smile, "If you don't believe me, I can try it."
When Duanmuxi heard this, she shook her head without thinking, "I don't want to ask for it." It was dark and painful to look at, so she didn't want to taste it.
In Ming Yan's room, Phantom was shocked when he saw Ming Yan coming back with a blushing face, and immediately stepped forward to help him, "Ghost Master, you are sick again. Let's go call Phantom."
Hearing this, Ming Yan waved his legs, "No need, the demon shadow can't cure his disease." He knew his own body, he was not sick at all, and could not resist the backlash of the ghost master's power. That kind of backlash could not be cured at all. By eradicating it, the power of the ghost master can be used as little as possible, and the pain can be alleviated.
When Phantom heard this, he frowned and said with a worried look, "Can you please look like you are now?"
Before Phantom could finish his worried words, Ming Yan waved his legs and said, "Just help him prepare a medicinal bath."
Upon hearing this, Phantom immediately bowed and said, "Zhudong will go now."
Over there, Ming Yan was soaking in the medicine pool of Ming Palace, and over there, Xuanyuan Mo was walking in the ice cellar of Mo Palace.
Outside the fiery red ball of mysterious energy, Jun Wuxie was using the power of the Demon Lord to treat Xuanyuan Mo's injuries.
"Is this the last time? I dare to try to harm myself again and see if he is good at saving me." Jun Wuxie's voice sounded like gritted teeth.
"I will." The affirmative voice contained a bit of forbearance and pain.
These two simple words shocked Jun Wuxie completely.
"He won't. Mo Heng, what does he owe me in this life? I beg to torture him like that." Jun Wuxie's powerless roar spread far and wide through the ice cellar.