If you mess with the devil, it's over!

Back on the carriage, there was an antique room with a hint of sandalwood in the air.

In a copper basin filled with hot water, the water was dyed bright red, and the rising heat carried a strong smell of blood. Qi Lan was gently wiping off the solidified blood on the young man's body.

Looking carefully, she saw that her white clothes were stained with a little bit of bright red because she was holding the boy in her arms. However, she did not pay attention to it, but carefully and gently wiped the boy clean.

Looking at the shocking wounds on the young man's body, Qi Lan's eyes became extremely serious but with a hint of love.

After cleaning up his little trouble, he immediately hugged him affectionately into his arms.

Golden light bloomed in the palm of her hand, and the spiritual energy that was originally a killing weapon when facing the enemy was now extremely gentle under her control. It was slowly entering the young man's frail body, regulating his body, meridians, and inward bending. Accelerate the diffusion and fusion of elixirs in the body.

Although this little misfortune of mine is very hurt now, after feeding him the elixir, he is no longer in danger of his life.

What Qi Lan has to do now is not to leave scars on this delicate and smooth body like nephrite, which is unacceptable to any boy.

Of course, judging from his charming personality, he might not care much, but to be honest.

He is willing but he is not willing yet!

To Qi Lan, holding this delicate and delicate body in his arms, it was simply beyond words. How could it be okay if it had flaws?

.............

In the dense forest, at the bottom of a steep cliff, the night wind beats the treetops mercilessly, swaying the branches back and forth, criss-crossing and playing with each other. Along with the singing of night insects, the big trees seem to be dancing happily. .

In the night, the stars are as bright as gems. The moon shyly climbs over the branches, spreading its cool moonlight to the earth, penetrating through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves, and shining on the weeds.

As if he stubbornly wants to shine his light on all things.

Under a big tree, Han Ying's closed eyes moved. She slowly opened her eyes and glanced left and right. It was pitch black all around and she couldn't see anything clearly.

After a while, she struggled to support the ground with both hands. After struggling to stand up, she took two deep breaths and licked her pale lips.

I could vaguely hear the sound of water flowing in my ears. After leaning against the big tree for a while, I stood up tremblingly while holding on to the big tree. I rubbed my left hand on my waist. Fortunately, the fire seal was still there. There are a lot of dry firewood lying around, which can be used as simple torches.

This allowed her to find a way forward in the darkness.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed. At this time, above the Liupo Mountain Range, a huge chariot has been suspended in the air for two days.

Everyone in the trading city stopped in place with curiosity and envy, covering the sun with their hands and looking at the chariot in mid-air. The mythical beast Chipeng pulled the chariot, so majestic.

But this is also a small episode, and it does not affect the exchange of various kinds of treasures and rare items in the city. The trading market is still bustling.

When the scorching sun came directly above people's heads to show its status, on the carriage, in a simple but luxurious room.

The boy lying on the bed suddenly changed. His long eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

"I..." Yu Xi looked around, and the layout of the rooms looked very familiar.

"Did that woman save me?" The young man glanced at his head and looked at the door, as if he was reminiscing or meditating.

He remembered that he vaguely saw the stern face of Qi Lan, a woman, and a pair of black eyes that lingered in his mind, like an abyss.

Finally, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the young man's pale and pretty face. Because his face was still very pale, the smile looked very forced.

He raised his hands with difficulty, trying to support the bed to get up, but after several attempts, his weak body could not stand up at all, and could only reluctantly lean on the head of the bed.

So he simply stopped struggling. As a monk, he was most aware of his current physical condition. The inner body was damaged, the meridians became very fragile, and he could not mobilize his spiritual power at all. If he forced his spiritual power to circulate, the consequences would be It will be more serious and it will be a secondary injury.

Plop bang——

Not long after Yu Xi was weak and leaning on the bedside with a lazy look of death, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open. He looked over, and a smile barely appeared on his pale and bloodless face.

"Master Wife, I'm thirsty."

"Xi'er..." Seeing that Hu Meizi called him so proactively, and in a very familiar tone, Qi Lan paused for a moment, and then chuckled.

"woke up?"

As she spoke, she walked to the bed and sat down, gently holding him in her arms. Her right hand was still stroking the hair on his forehead as usual.

"It's true that you don't care about food and beatings. As a wife, I have indulged in your trouble for such a period of time, and it has become like this. Xi'er tells me how to punish you as a wife." Qi Lan said this even though it was It was very inconsistent, but the tone was full of tenderness and no blame at all.

She was totally different from the one when the demonic aura was overwhelming. Jiang Wuyue, who might be killed in her hands, would never have thought that this demon who was more terrifying than her master would have such a side.

"Can the wife not punish my concubine?" The young man suddenly raised his drooped head from her arms, his charming eyes slightly raised, his eyelashes like cicada wings opened, his autumn eyes flashed with this charming halo, but yet There is a little more mist in the eye sockets, showing a touch of enchantment.

Even though her pretty face has lost its original color, her natural brow bones are still there. She looks a little pitiful, with a look that makes her feel pity for her, which makes her very protective.

"Why?" Qi Lan looked at the boy in his arms, smiled, lightly scratched his colorless hair with his fingertips, and stared at him with doting and interested eyes.

"If I am not punished, I will give my wife a better life..." the young man said, a pair of weak white plain hands gently holding her shoulders, trying to clasp her neck, and his body would be closer to her. She doesn't show her tenderness and charm, but her actions are very delicate and charming.

The young man's move caused Qi Lan's steady breathing to become a little disordered.

"Okay, I'll wait for Xi'er to see if I can satisfy my wife, otherwise it won't be as comfortable as Xi'er." Qi Lan was afraid that he would fall, so she put her hands around his soft waist. After all, this charming girl is now Really weak.

After a while, seeing that the young man didn't speak, but his charming eyes were staring at the tea on the table, Qi Lan chuckled, stood up with him in his arms, and poured him a cup of tea.

Yu Xi took it and drank it in one sip. He felt his breathing became easier, and then he looked at the woman in front of him.

"The wife..."

"Huh?" Qi Lan heard this little misfortune suddenly calling her, and then lowered her eyes, as if she had something to say, she smiled and agreed.

"Thank you..." Yu Xi said, raising a pair of white plain hands, slowly closing his eyes and hugging her.

In a daze, at the moment when he was on the verge of death, he saw the woman's rage when she faced the enemy, her joy at being able to come over in time to save him, and her worry as she looked at him.

This woman likes herself, maybe she is just greedy for her body, but for a person with her personality, she actually shows so many emotions for herself, which is enough to show that this woman really likes herself.

Yu Xi was very confused now, but suddenly felt that this woman was not that scary.

Because he was the only one who really cared about him in this rotten world, apart from Uncle Li.

It has been so many years since he was reincarnated into this world, and Yu Xi is wary of almost everyone, with the exception of Uncle Li, but now he can see that sincerity in this woman again.

To be honest, he was moved, but also very complicated.

"Then let me agree with you. Anyway, there is nothing on Xi'er that is worthy of my wife as a way of saying thank you." Qi Lan looked at the young man in his arms, with a faint smile on his face, and reached out to gently stroke his hair. Waist hair.

"Then... I'll think about it..." The young man suddenly smiled sweetly, raised his charming autumn eyes to look at her, and then looked away again.