Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 153 May I be like a star and a king like the moon

The young man's eyes were condensed, he seemed to realize that he was in Mu Xuan's way, and he turned his head and refused to drink the soup.

He thought he was refusing with a cold attitude, but in Mu Xuan's eyes, his disobedient lover was losing his temper again.

Mu Xuan sighed, the little villain's life experience is not only ill-fated, but he is also plagued by illnesses, maybe his blackening value is almost capped.

It is impossible not to eat, these ten days are just eating dry food and sleeping in the wild, which consumes a lot of money for him.

Mu Xuan pursed her lips, put down the soup bowl and spoon in her hand, and didn't continue talking, she just sat on the edge of the bed, stroking her sword quietly.

Muxuan thought of Jiyue, there is no sword better than Jiyue.

Tantai Yue suddenly found that the whole body was silent, and there was no sound of clinking spoons stirring, and the girl's original persuasion disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable silence.

His eyelashes trembled, he was a little puzzled, his narrow and moist phoenix eyes were slightly focused, Yuan Shan frowned.

Why is she silent?

Are you angry?

Tantai Yue was uncertain, and suddenly felt the quilt move, and Mu Xuan was pressing the quilt for him to prevent him from catching a cold.

The open windows were rattling by the wind, the wind was blustering outside, the clouds were overcast, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

Pedestrians passed by in a hurry, and the shopkeepers carrying loads hurriedly put on their bamboo hats, and stepped on the bluestone road with straw sandals, squashing the weeds growing in the cracks.

This time it was Mu Xuan's turn to be distracted, she was thinking about Ji Yue.

Tantai looked at the silent girl, what was she thinking?
Thinking about someone important?It's not him anyway...

Tantai was frightened by his own thoughts, picked up the bowls and chopsticks in a panic, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of white rice.

Seeing that she was still staring at the saber in a daze, Tantai coughed, "Have you eaten?"

Didn't she want him to drink this bowl of soup just now? He was already drinking it, so why didn't she pay attention to him.

Mu Xuan put down her sword, looked surprised, and replied: "I've eaten."

Who is like you, who can't eat or sleep well, a delicate baby.

Mu Xuan complained in her heart, but thinking of his identity and experience in this plane, her bright eyes were stained with love, and she said softly, "Did the poison flare up again in the carriage last night?"

Tantai saw that she finally put her energy back on herself, the gloom that surged up dissipated, another spoonful of hot soup entered her throat, and the coldness on her body seemed to be dispelled.

Tantai ate slowly and methodically until he was full. He put down the bowl and chopsticks and nodded, "In the middle of every month, the internal force can't suppress the poison. I'm used to it. I just need to endure it for a few days."

He said it lightly, as if it wasn't a heart-piercing Gu poison, but some kind of cold, and it wasn't a serious problem.

But Mu Xuan could hear the danger in his plain tone. Every time the poison flared up, he would almost go back to the gate of hell. If he survived, he would continue to burn himself for that distant goal. , can only disappear with hatred.

Mu Xuan packed up the bowls and chopsticks, put them aside, picked up his slender and pale fingers, and observed them carefully.

She took out a roll of wrapped things from the hidden pocket on her body, put the roll of things on the small desk, and tore off the rope to reveal the silver needles of different sizes inside.

Tantai Yue's eyes flickered, seeing Yin Zhen was a little flustered, and said in a hoarse voice: "What are you going to do?"

He remembered that the other party could only feel the pulse basically, and he had never seen her giving needles, and Tantai Yue's brows that had been smoothed just now frowned again.

Mu Xuan said in a coaxing tone, "It doesn't hurt, don't be afraid."

As she said so, the silver needles had stably pierced into Tantai Yue's acupuncture points, circulating her internal force and blending into the acupuncture points.

Tantai was more surprised to find that her acupuncture technique was very steady, as if she had practiced it many times.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several red spots on Mu Xuan's exposed wrist.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Tantai Yue asked.

　Second watch, power cut off all the time, angry
　　
　
(End of this chapter)