Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

The pain caused by such intense marrow washing must be great, Shui Wufeng had no time to take care of other things, and forced a large amount of spiritual consciousness to cover Feng Yangye's meridians, sharing the pain caused by marrow washing through the soul contract.

Feng Yangye's body was terribly hot, but he kept yelling "cold" in his mouth. He leaned against Shui Wufeng drowsily. Sweat sticks to the face, and the clothes are also sweaty.

Shui Wufeng dried the Taoist companion's body with his spiritual power, and noticed that the young man had woken up, sitting on the futon weakly, and stared at the bronze mirror with eyes full of water vapor.

The picture in the mirror is no longer in the palace, it is a dark cave, the monster is lying in it, the chest is still heaving, but the injuries are so severe that almost the limbs are broken.

It is conceivable how he relied on his bloodthirsty demonic nature to replace the will of the master and kept killing, without even knowing the pain and defense, so that he could deal with seven or eight sub-spirit master monks with serious injuries, and fight to break through. escaped the siege.

There was also blood stains on the bronze mirror. The boy probably tried many times to find a way to get out again, but it didn't work.

His eyes were red and swollen from crying through the mirror, and his voice kept calling someone's name in a hoarse voice.

The young man still couldn't understand why these red lights insisted on dragging him back here...why he had to stay here to punish those whom he hadn't even seen with his own eyes...

He obviously came back because he was afraid that his Taoist partner would die...

Why...why still let Wufeng die?Why do those people bully Wufeng?

The monster has not woken up after sleeping for a few days, and his injuries are getting worse and worse. The boy's anxious expression is getting more and more serious day by day. The spiritual power gradually accumulated in his body can't supply enough to heal the monster. Excessive consumption makes him faint one after another I couldn't get rest several times.

Shui Wufeng, who watched this scene in the retrograde years, watched the boy who tossed him repeatedly with heartache, and wanted to help him but had no choice.

During his brief sobriety, the young man almost exhausted his dantian again, and the blood-colored golden elixir in his belly became much lighter after being squeezed repeatedly.

It took him a long time to wake up after falling asleep. The self-operating golden core accumulated a lot of spiritual power, supporting the young man's body, making him more awake than before. Zhu Juli's strange power has also restrained Hongmang's loss of control.

The picture in the mirror came into his eyes, he leaned forward obsessively, wanting to send his spiritual power to his sweetheart... After a few breaths, Shui Wufeng, who was watching in the quiet and clear Zhuju, heard the young man's heart beating, and his black eyes The blood melted a little bit...

The little guy pressed his head tightly against the copper mirror, listening to the sound from the other side of the mirror...he heard that the cave over there was eerily quiet...not even the sound of breathing or heartbeat...

"Wufeng...don't...I don't want...let me go! I don't want you to die...let me go!" The moist eyes that were dyed with ink turned red, and the boy looked at the breathless monster in the mirror and smashed the copper mirror , screaming in pain, tears and blood dripping on the mirror, he suddenly remembered the pattern that flashed by in the mirror when he left for the first time.

Is that it?Can that let me see you?

The young man, who was not in a trance like before, grasped a glimmer of hope, held his breath, and transformed the spiritual power in his dantian into the bronze mirror into complex patterns that he had seen before.

The bronze mirror didn't react at all, and waited anxiously for a while, and when he almost couldn't help sobbing, the hands that were pressing on the mirror began to sink...

Shui Wufeng, who didn't expect the boy to pass through the bronze mirror again, hurriedly followed.

The young man fell into the cave where the monster was hiding, and after being startled for a moment, he was overjoyed beyond words, and almost immediately rushed to the monster's side.

The cave was illuminated by a red light, a large amount of spiritual power poured into Shui Wufeng's body, the speed of healing of the injury was still not enough, and the red light was not restrained by the out-of-control. After a short circle, the Heaven's Punishment was quickly suppressed, and the heartbeats of two people resounded in the cave, and the dying monster was rescued, slowly recovering its body.

"Wufeng, I'm back...I don't want to leave you..." The young man almost didn't think about anything. He touched the familiar face and watched the ups and downs of the Taoist couple's chest. He felt extremely satisfied. He found a way to get in and out ...Then even if you lose control again in the future, you can go back with peace of mind, go back and suppress Hongmang, and then come back to accompany Shui Wufeng...

As long as you know how to get out, you can stay with Wufeng forever... I can do whatever you want... It's just a punishment from heaven, it doesn't matter...

Anyway, those people are all bad guys... those who hurt Wufeng... are all bad guys... Wufeng is enough for me...

The Taoist companion's breathing stabilized, the young man's eyes slowly turned red, he stared blankly at Shui Wufeng for a while, then twitched his red nose from crying.

The cave was quiet and quiet, the red light dissipated, and it became extraordinarily dark again, calming down, the person who had always been afraid of the dark shrank his shoulders for a while, lay down guiltily, hugged Shui Wufeng, put his face against the opponent's body and gently rubbed After a few times, "Wufeng, don't be afraid, I will protect you from now on, I won't let you get hurt...don't be afraid..."

Little fool... Shui Wufeng looked at the Taoist companion who was always in the same mood as a child at that time, with a smile on his face, but his brows never loosened, mixed with vague worries.

In the future...will it be as smooth and smooth as Yang Ye and he expected?

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It will be a few days before Shui Wufeng wakes up from the coma, he presses his aching head, before he opens his eyes, he feels something around him...

Nuan Nuan clung to his body softly, and even puffed waves of warm breath onto his chest. He stood up slowly, watching the little guy drooling on his body about to fall to the side, and hurriedly caught it. people.

After watching in a daze for a while, the monster gently wiped off the water from the corner of the boy's mouth, and smiled vaguely... back...

Looking at the young man's sleeping face softly, his internal organs that were still aching all lost the sense of pain and were filled with gentle warmth.

The sound of boiling water came to his ears, he raised his head and found a shelf in the cave, with a handful of spirit stones piled up underneath, and a medicine cauldron for alchemy was placed on it, but it was not for alchemy, but for cooking What, it smells like an aroma mixed with rich sweetness.

"Hmm... Wufeng? Are you awake?" The young man woke up and wanted to rub his eyes. He twitched his arms and found that he had put both arms in his Taoist companion's clothes and hugged him in a daze. people.

Shui Wufeng didn't notice this until he felt the movement of his Taoist companion, he smiled and watched the little guy rub two thin arms on his body as if nothing happened.

After finally taking out his arm "unconsciously", the boy pulled up his clothes to cover the toned chest and abdomen exposed by the monster, opened his pink mouth lazily and yawned, rubbing his eyes Thinking of something, he hurriedly crawled over to the fire.

"My heart..." Shui Wufeng looked at the young man who had left his embrace for some unknown reason, doubts flashed in his eyes, he called out softly, and watched the little guy take out a porcelain bowl to put it in a small medicine cauldron. A bowl of porridge with a pink color came out.

"Wufeng, you're injured. I'll take care of you in the future. I won't let you be bullied. I promise to raise you up white and fat, so that you won't be bored. When I grow taller, I'll carry it on my back every day." You go out to play..."

Holding a bowl of hot porridge, the young man muttered a bunch of words thoughtlessly. He sat next to Shui Wufeng and took out a mouthful of porridge from the bowl with a small spoon. Looking at Shui Wufeng with a pair of big eyes: "I made the medicinal porridge for you, it's not bitter..."