Douluo’s God of Death Scythe Cheerful Sparrow

“You are seriously injured, and it is not easy not to die.” Outside the house, Xue Yu was cooking today’s dinner, and noticed Zhu Zhuqing’s movement in the house and reminded him.

“You saved me?” Zhu Zhuqing’s voice was not loud, and he was obviously still in a weak state.

“You saved the little demon first…” Xue Yue’s answer was still so cold.

Through a wooden wall, Zhu Zhuqing’s eyes trembled, she wanted to raise her arm and open the window on the bed, but her arm trembled, and she couldn’t lift it for a long time.

Xue Yue noticed her movements, but did not go to help, still cooking dinner.

The little demon who was still recovering not far away opened his eyes, saw that there was no difference, and closed them again.

Zhu Zhuqing tossed for a while, and just a simple lifting of her hand made her sweat profusely, and her weak body fell into a brief coma again.

When she opened her eyes again, a bowl was placed on the small table in the room.

I don’t know if it’s medicine or food, because there’s not the slightest heat on it.

It’s been left for a long time, and it’s cool.

Slowly raising his arm again, Zhu Zhuqing felt much more relaxed than before. I

didn’t use my wrists, so I used my shoulders until I pushed the window next to the bed open.

It was already night outside the house, but there were some special plants in this garden, which emitted a faint light, and did not seem dim.

Because of the perspective relationship, Zhu Zhuqing could not see the scene outside the window, and she could only feel this strange place from a little light.

After resting for a while, Zhu Zhuqing tried to support her body again, but this kind of movement was still too difficult for her, and she tried several times, but it ended in failure.

Before I knew it, I slept again.

Outside the house, the two cultivation maniac demons were still cultivating, and it was not until Xue Yu put away the aura of death emanating from his body, which was considered to have completed this stage of cultivation.

“If there is anything, just say it.” Xue Yu didn’t open his eyes, but he knew that the little demon’s cultivation today was not in a state.

“Old… Teacher…” The little demon is like a student who does not listen carefully in class, and is caught by the teacher, a little panicked.

“Cultivation must be free of distractions.”

Xuefea’s reminder made the little demon breathe a sigh of relief, and the teacher was not angry.

“Teacher, do you really leave her alone?” The little demon still couldn’t help but speak.

Xue Yu didn’t answer, still closing her eyes.

His idea is simple, doesn’t Zhu Zhuqing want to become stronger? That requires strong willpower, and now is a good time to hone her willpower.

“Is it because she doesn’t have clothes on?”

The little demon’s words made the corners of Xue Yu’s mouth twitch, this girl dared to say anything.

……

Three days have passed, the little demon’s injury has fully recovered, and due to the blessing of misfortune, her soul power level has been raised to level twenty-four under the stimulation of the immortal grass.

The strength of the flesh has also been greatly improved, it can be said that the current little demon, and then meet a few people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect before, at least they will not be injured as badly as before.

Zhu Zhuqing’s state has also improved a lot, her limbs have been able to move, and her body’s perception is slowly recovering, if there is no next scene.

“Blood rain! I’ll kill you! Inside the house, Zhu Zhuqing’s embarrassed voice came out.

Outside the house, Xue Yu was unmoved, and he didn’t do anything excessive, with a clear conscience.

Besides, what about looking.

The little demon didn’t dare to speak, but the look in his eyes that looked at Xue Yu was a little strange.

On the fourth day, the embarrassing scene still did not ease, even though Zhu Zhuqing knew that Xue Yu was to save her, especially that bastard was like a nobody, and did not even say a word.

The fifth day, the sixth day is still the same.

Until the seventh day, Zhu Zhuqing was finally able to get out of bed, but she was naked all over, she could only wrap herself in a quilt, sit on the edge of the bed, and did not dare to go out of the door.

“This is the teacher’s clothes.” The little demon took a black robe in and placed it next to the bed.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the black robe and thought that it was worn by Xue Yu, and his face couldn’t help but blush again.

Touched some hot little face, the cold palm calmed her down a lot, and under the touch of the palm, she touched a thin scar.

There are still many scars on her body, because there is no special soul technique treatment, maybe these scars will stay with her for the rest of her life.

Such scars are ugly for women, especially beautiful women like her.

Zhu Zhuqing smiled bitterly, put on Xue Yu’s black robe, put on his hood, and walked out of the door.

It was the first time she had walked out the door in a week.

For a while, the beautiful surroundings immersed her, and it was like being in a beautiful picture scroll.

Not far away, Xue Yu’s black-robed figure was sitting there cultivating, the little demon was sitting next to him, and the master and apprentice exuded the same black mist, constantly swallowing.

Zhu Zhuqing sat opposite the two, because she was not wearing it inside, she was a little uncomfortable, but the wide black robe perfectly covered her body, which made her feel a little better.

Her body has recovered, but her soul power is still unable to operate flexibly, as if the mess in her body has not been completely unraveled.

Seeing that the two of Xue Yu were practicing all day except for eating, Zhu Zhuqing sighed, she also came over in Shrek recently, and she practiced desperately, in order to catch up with this man. Unfortunately, now she knows that when she is working hard, the other party is already desperate,

and when she is desperate, the other party is still desperate.

Is it still possible to catch up with him?

Thinking about it, Zhu Zhuqing sat up and ran the soul power in his body, and in the next second, his breath was stagnant, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

On the opposite side, Xue Yu and the little demon opened their eyes at the same time, looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was crawling on his body, and instantly understood what her situation was.

“Your injury is too serious to return to normal without a month of recuperation.” There was no pity in Xuefea’s voice.

“Don’t you care…” Zhu Zhuqing had his own stubbornness, supported his body, sat down again, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

“In five days, the Soul Master Competition Promotion Tournament is over, and all the participants will go to Martial Soul City, and you can’t catch up.”

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Xue Yu, stopped speaking, and calmed down the soul power that was running around in his body. Just trying to calm her mind, the

more her mind could not calm down, and the chaotic thoughts made her unable to concentrate at all.

This bastard, can’t you say two nice words?

“You send me back.” I really can’t stand such a scene, every time she encounters this bastard, her mind can’t calm down, and she simply makes a request.

Just as soon as the words came out, Zhu Zhuqing regretted it, her life was saved by others, why should someone send her back?

“Forget it…”

“Good.”

“You…” Zhu Zhuqing was a little angry, didn’t he want to help her so much?

“I’ll send you back.”