Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

Xuan Xing vomited, not because the Xu Yu Lian Paste was so bad, but because the magician poked his throat with a spoon.

Xuan Xing reacted, stood up, and lifted the illusionist from his seat with one hand as if he was lifting a doll.

"Master Huan, you want to kill me?!"

"Bah, who told you to rush me!"

Looking at the two people fighting, the white soldier and the black soldier looked at each other and thought, forget it, it’s just a fight between gods, it’s better for them to not get involved.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of breaking bones startled the two men and they turned around quickly.

Then he saw Wuming's powerful palm hit his left arm without any hesitation.

Noticing the gaze, Wuming was silent for a second before explaining, "Too much force."

White soldiers and black soldiers: "..."

Suddenly it felt like they were the only two normal people in this room.

"Can this Xu Yulian ointment be used for external application or internal consumption?" Wuming asked.

"Yes! All are fine!"

The illusionist answered while holding Xuan Xing's eyes with both hands.

Hearing this, Wuming picked up a clean wooden spoon and scooped out a spoonful from the wooden basin. He glanced at Xuan Xing, making sure that the other party was in no abnormal condition before putting the wooden spoon into his mouth.

"Buzz!"

Ripples of green light spread across the room, attracting the attention of Illusionist and Xuan Xing.

"Oh my god, is it effective so quickly?"

Xuan Xing pushed the magician away with a slap, looked at Wuming's arm and clicked his tongue.

"Of course, this is a holy medicine for healing."

The magician put his hands on his waist and succeeded in refining it in one go.

"so amazing."

Wuming's voice was clearly filled with surprise.

He could personally feel a stream of cool air healing his arm. Broken bones and tendons ruptured by the Qi force all recovered rapidly with a tingling sensation. It was worthy of being the legendary Xu Yulian Ointment.

The corners of the mouths of the White Soldier and the Black Soldier twitched in tacit understanding. They had seen what happened just now. Broken bones were painful enough, let alone ruptured tendons, which was even more excruciating. Wuming didn't even frown and attacked without any hesitation. What a ruthless man.

“Can you pack a box for me?”

Wuming looked at the illusionist and asked.

"Of course no problem, I'll go get the container."

The magician turned around and went back to his room to get a specially made small jade box. The amount in one box was just enough for an adult to restore his entire body's tendons and veins.

outside.

During the past two days of getting along, Xuan Xing found that Wuming was easy to get along with except for his expressionless face. Since they were getting to know each other well, he couldn't help but gossiping, "Which girl are you giving this medicine to?"

Wuming glanced at Xuan Xing and said calmly, "The daughter of an old friend."

"Oh, your old friend must have helped you with something big, right?" Xuan Xing nodded.

"No, he just treated me to a meal."

Wuming shook his head.

"What?!"

Xuan Xing opened his mouth wide.

Not only Xuan Xing was stunned, but Huan Shi who had just come out of the room was also dumbfounded.

A meal can make a great sword immortal rush around to make medicine for it. What kind of delicacies must he have eaten? Did he eat a dragon?

"This, this, this..."

Xuan Xing said this several times before he calmed down and asked, "Do you like his daughter?"

Wuming shook his head: "I won't fall in love with anyone."

Xuan Xing sighed inwardly. It was said that the Great Sword Immortal, one of the Four Great Sword Immortals, was erratic in his whereabouts and had a strange personality. The rumors in the martial arts world were indeed true. He asked, "Then how do you account for eating and drinking for free here these few days?"

He pointed at the magician and said, "She helped you refine the jade lotus paste. How do you count this for such a big favor?"

The magician glared at Xuan Xing: "Shut up!"

After all, he is your Highness's friend, why are you bringing this up?

Besides, they took so many precious herbs, and they just contributed the lotus seeds of the earth lotus and put in a little more effort. We both contributed and there is nothing we owe to each other, right?

As for eating, when guests come to your house, do you let them pay for their meals?

Wuming was silent for a moment, then drew his sword: "I can help you kill anyone."

The magician said anxiously, "Don't take it to heart. This guy is just talking nonsense. It doesn't matter. You took so many precious herbs. We are the ones who got the advantage."

"Yes, yes, I just said it casually, as a joke, don't take it seriously."

Xuan Xing hurriedly began to explain.

Wuming shook his head: "No, because it has been planted, it will bear fruit."

"No, we are even now, no need for results..."

The illusionist is overwhelmed.

After two days of getting along, she could see that Wuming was a stubborn person. Once he made up his mind about something, he would not necessarily change even if you smashed it for him.

Wuming took the jade box handed over by the illusionist and handed over a broken fragment of something unknown: "Put your true energy into this thing, and I will come to find the holder. Just tell me who you want to kill."

Xuan Xing was helpless when he saw that the other party was so determined: "Besides killing people, is there nothing else you can do?"

When someone invites you to dinner, you can spend all your time to make the Yulian Paste. If that doesn't work, you can just help them find something else.

"I don't have much time left, so it's more convenient to kill people."

Wuming covered his heart with his hands.

"What do you mean, are you going to die soon?!" the illusionist was shocked.

Xuan Xing was also stunned, and hurriedly said: "Brother Wuming, regardless of other things about Master Huan, her medical skills are definitely good enough. If you have any questions, you can tell her. If it doesn't work, I can help you ask her master. Don't give up hope of survival."

The magician agreed, "Yes, what's wrong with you?"

"Thank you, I am not sick."

Wuming shook his head.

"What does that mean..."

Everyone at the scene looked at each other.

"I don't have a heart."

Wuming did not hide it.

"?!"

Even the experienced Xuan Xing and Huan Shi were completely stunned.

How can a person live without a heart?!

Unless the Wuming in front of me is not a human!

monster? !

Or a ghost?!

"That's all I have to say. I'm leaving now. Thank you. If you want to kill someone, you can use it. I will definitely be there."

Wuming gently placed the fragments in his hand on the table and put the sword into the scabbard. He took one last look at everyone, nodded slightly, and walked out.

"Hey!"

Just as the illusionist stretched out his hand to call out to the other person, Wuming had already disappeared into the mist in a flash.

"What should I do?"

The illusionist picked up the fragments on the table and looked at Xuan Xing.

"I don't know. Ask His Highness."

Xuan Xing smiled bitterly.

They have no say in matters like this.

"What a weirdo."

The illusionist lowered his head and sighed.

Xuan Xing rubbed the magician's head and said, "Go pack the remaining Yulian ointment. I'll contact His Highness."

"Touch my head again!"

The illusionist got angry and jumped up to punch Xuan Xing.

However, the strength of both parties was completely different. Xuan Xing twisted his body and casually grabbed the illusionist in the air, not giving him a chance to resist. He pressed him down on the chair again and said, "Just pack your medicine."

After saying that, Xuan Xing rushed out the door, leaving behind a shadow.

The white soldier and the black soldier's brains worked quickly. As soon as their boss left, the two of them found a good reason to leave the place quickly.