Gentleman Wushuang of Douluo Continent

Chapter 337
"it is good."

The wound was pulled, Yue Jiuxian couldn't help moaning, only felt that after so long, the pain nerves were still dancing ballet in his brain.

He frowned, and just as he opened his eyes, he heard Xiao Haitang coaxing him.

He immediately responded pamperingly.

Mo Xiaotang's face flushed red, he stuttered and couldn't speak, "I, I, I..."

And Yue Jiuxian didn't seem to see it.

After being whipped, when he was drowsy, the child appeared like a god.

Thinking of the words the child had expressed to him along the way, he said to himself.

"Is Tang Bao treating brother's wound?"

Mo Xiaotang blushed and nodded.

Yue Jiuxian smiled, "Thank you Tangbao."

Mo Xiaotang glanced at his brother quietly, and for some reason, after his brother woke up this time, he changed his previous address to him.

Tang Bao or something, really...

Shame!

Thinking, he heard his brother hiss again, he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I hurt my brother."

Yue Jiuxian didn't care, but Mo Xiaotang was really sorry.

Looking at the blood that came out because of him, Mo Xiaotang's hands couldn't help shaking.

Yue Jiuxian glanced at it, probably knowing that the child was afraid of hurting him, so he didn't dare to deal with it.

"Then Tang Bao, go to the door and turn your back."

Hearing his brother's gentle voice, Mo Xiaotang was puzzled, why?
However, Yue Jiuxian pretended to be angry, and said, "Don't you listen to brother?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiaotang's heart shrank, he stood up immediately, and ran towards the door.

Hearing the child walk a little further, Yue Jiuxian slowly sat up, and found a piece of wood the size of a palm and the width of a finger from the ring.

Then, he put his hands behind his back, and with difficulty grabbed the corner of the fabric behind him that was thrown up by the child.

Looking at the thin back, he said in a gentle voice.

"Tang Bao, can you agree to my brother's request?"

Fearing that his brother would get angry again, Mo Xiaotang immediately said firmly, "Yes."

Yue Jiuxian took a weak breath, and then said, "Then, Tang Bao is not allowed to turn around without brother's permission."

Mo Xiaotang seemed to have thought of something, and opened his mouth, unwilling to agree, "Brother...how about me..."

But Yue Jiuxian just saw how frightened he was, and dared to let him do it, and said immediately, "Brother, don't you listen?"

Mo Xiaotang lowered his eyes, "Okay."

After getting the answer she wanted, Yue Jiuxian took a sharp breath, bit the wood, and pulled down hard with the hand holding the fabric.

With a sound of "tearing", the fabric was torn off. At the same time, he lost his voice in pain, and his neck was thrown back.

Hearing the sound of a child sobbing at the door, he slowed down, spat out the wood, and put the cloth that was covered with his blood and broken flesh back into the ring.

Then, he staggered to the door and hugged the child.

"What are you crying for?"

Mo Xiaotang sobbed and said, "Brother hurts..."

"fool."

Yue Jiuxian heard the words and gently rubbed the child's head, it hurt him so much, but he didn't cry yet, but the child cried out of shape first.

How could there be such a stupid person in this world?

Thinking of the injury behind his brother, Mo Xiaotang pulled his brother's hand away, and wiped his tears roughly, "Brother... I, can I turn back?"

Seeing that the child was getting better, Yue Jiuxian nodded slightly.

Mo Xiaotang walked around behind his brother, looking at the wound that was torn open again, tears ran down his cheeks uncontrollably again.

His cold fingertips touched the untouched tender flesh of his brother's waist.

Yue Jiuxian sighed, and took out the wound medicine from the ring.

"Give brother the medicine."

"Brother, go back to bed and lie down."

"Brother can't walk anymore, Tang Bao has to work harder, just help my brother take medicine like this, huh?"

"Ah."

Mo Xiaotang took the medicine bottle and opened it. Is it ointment?

He was a little puzzled, "Brother..."

"It's okay, this medicine is powerful, you can use it."

"However, the medicine is very effective, so the bite wound is very painful. Besides, brother's wound is still bleeding, so using ointment is just like pressing salt on the wound?"

"fine."

Listening to his brother's words that nothing happened, Mo Xiaotang's heart felt like a knife was twisted. His brother was afraid that he would be worried, so he kept trying to hold on, but his body was his own. Is it difficult to tell the truth?

What can I do if I take off the disguise?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking of himself, why wasn't he just pretending?
Hearing his brother's muffled groans, how could he feel better?My heart aches so much that I want to take it on his behalf.

just.

Since he wants to pretend, then he will fulfill him.

Everyone, let's get better together.

He dug out a piece of ointment from the medicine jar, gritted his teeth, and stabbed his brother's back viciously like direct revenge, starting from the red and swollen place, then transitioned to the whiplash, and then the bleeding place.

But before his nails touched the cracked place, Yue Jiuxian turned around, threw away the medicine jar, and held the man in his arms.

"sorry."

(End of this chapter)