When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

"You and I don't have to be so polite."

Bai Jinman applied the wound medicine evenly, dipped in the ointment with his white fingertips and spread it evenly, and signed a brand new gauze to wrap the wound layer by layer:

"The wounds are basically cleaned up, but the Poyun Spear contains a lot of energy. Apart from the visible wounds, the hidden wounds in the body should not be underestimated. Just stand up and let me guide your meridians."

Ruochen was a little confused at first, but when he heard his words, he immediately came to his senses, and resolutely refused: "This matter must not be done!"

Perhaps Bai Jinman himself didn't care, but he was always worried about the other party's weak body. Even though the serious illness had basically recovered, the recovery of the body was long-term.

Not long ago, he used his energy to hurt his internal organs, and now he wants to regulate his internal energy regardless of himself, how can he agree?

But Bai Jinman is obviously a person who sticks to his words, no matter what his attitude is, he can't help but support his back, propping up his upper body and slowly sitting up.

Ruochen's figure is quite strong and slender, with exquisite and beautiful muscle contours, and every inch of muscle is filled with vigorous vitality.

His gaze flicked over the naked half body, his heart beat abruptly for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

Maybe... it's my own illusion.

Bai Jinman pursed his lips, and didn't think too much about it. Relying on Ruochen's injury, it was inconvenient to mobilize Yuanli, and the light of his palms appeared, half-forcibly clamping his hands, facing his palms.

In terms of physical strength alone, of course I can't compare to him. After all, Ruochen had already exercised his body in military life long before he became a dark guard. As for falling behind.

Feeling the gentle and neutral waves pouring in from the palm of his hand, the meridians all over his body flowed in. Ruochen pressed his brows and eyes slightly, and his expression looked a bit gloomy:

"Young master, you are taking advantage of someone's danger."

Bai Jinman raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a surprised expression. He didn't expect that he would still care about such details, and he laughed and said:

"... At worst, wait until your body recovers, and then get it back."

He spoke casually, without realizing the meaning behind his words, but Ruochen immediately revealed a different meaning, and the stern eyebrows and eyes were suddenly stained with water vapor, outlining a bit of tenderness .

He sighed softly: "The young master must never forget."

Not knowing what his intention was, Bai Jinman nodded casually, closed his eyes, and calmed down to guide the flow of Yuanli.

Ruochen's injury was more serious than he had imagined. The closer he was to the injury caused by the Poyun Spear, the more his meridians became convoluted, and the energy in it was clogged up, unable to flow at all.

For the current plan, we can only cut in from the end of the veins, and then guide them one by one.

The human body will inevitably resist external forces. When Bai Jinman's vitality penetrates into the meridians, a resistance force will naturally arise in Ruochen's body.

However, his heart and eyes were full of Bai Jinman, and how could he be willing to let him suffer backlash, so he could only hold his breath and concentrate, trying his best to restrain the remaining energy that was scurrying around in his veins.

The difficulty of doing this is no less than that of unblocking the congestion. In just a few breaths, sweat appeared on his smooth forehead, and his face, which was originally pale due to excessive blood loss, became even more bleak.

Half a quarter of an hour later, guiding Yuanli to circulate in the opponent's body for a week, Bai Jinman opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief: "Do you feel better now?"

The blockage in Ruochen's body has been basically cleared by him. In the future, he only needs to nourish and recuperate, and bed rest is not a big problem.But for some reason, the man's complexion was even paler than before teaching the exercises. When he reached out to touch it, his hand was dripping with cold sweat:

"What's the matter, is the wound still hurting?"

"Young master..." Ruochen gasped in a low voice, there were many black shadows in front of his eyes, as if all the strength in his body had been taken out, he suddenly groaned and fell straight towards him!

Bai Jinman was worried that his wound would be involved, so he didn't dare to move at all, so he could only let him hug him and lay down on the couch, his face was close at hand for a while, and his breath was heard.

The nose lingers with a rich and fragrant breath, like the flowers of the kaolin waiting to be picked. Ruochen can't help sniffing lightly, wrapping her fingertips around a strand of long hair like a waterfall, and can't bear to relax anymore:

"...I'm so tired, let me lean on for a while..."

The indescribable numbness spread from the earlobe to the whole body, Bai Jinman bit his lips lightly with his teeth, his eyes were misty, struggled for a moment, and finally nodded in resignation.

Forget it, let him... sleep peacefully.

With his free right hand, he took the quilt beside him and covered each other's bodies. He curled up slightly, but couldn't bear the tide of tiredness, his brows and eyes relaxed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, Chen Ming embraced the quilt, clearly extremely sleepy, but still unable to fall asleep.

I was thinking about that person, unstoppable, and there was no way to escape.

His voice, his smell, his touch, his tenderness, all you need to do is close your eyes.

I can't forget it in my whole life, I can't erase it, I can't goug it out.

Chen Ming folded his arms, tears falling down one by one.

He really... hated that person too much.

Some pains are subtle and long-lasting, glued to every part of life like tarsal maggots, encircling him tightly like a tight net, and every breath is an unforgettable pain.

He took out a spirit stone from his bosom, gritted his teeth and input the spirit power, and re-transformed into the appearance of a sword spirit.

According to Luo Qian and Xiao Rufu's nature of actively doing things, the task of the spirit of the four elephants is urgent. He must increase the power of the ancient sword as soon as possible, so that Qingqing can have enough capital to contend with those villains.

Feeling the surging spiritual power surging around his body, he closed his eyes and calmed down, and began to feel the position of the ancient sword.

He has not been to the new headquarters of the Weiming Sect with Luo Huaqing, but according to the instructions of the spirit power, it seems that the journey is not too far away, and one night should be enough for him to go back and forth.

There was no hindrance in the passage of the spirit body. The brilliance of spiritual power flowed from his right hand, and a wind boat slowly formed under his feet, and a wave of air was spewed out backwards, pushing him out of the window like an arrow from the string.

The power of the ancient sword being completely unsealed is not only of great benefit to Luo Huaqing, but also wonderful to him as a sword spirit.

Not only has the level of spiritual power in his body climbed several levels, simple illusions like wind boats can be done almost instantly, and his connection with the ancient sword is also closer. Not only can he summon the ancient sword from a long distance, but he can even Extract the aura and energy reserves in the sword from a distance for your own use.

Even if 000 no longer wants him to open the system treasure house, he already has enough ability to protect himself.

Thinking of this, 001's handsome face flashed in front of his eyes, and there was another sharp pain in his heart.

Calm down and think carefully, the disappearance of the system does not seem to be accidental, or from the very beginning, my time travel was like someone else's fake hand, intentionally doing it.

The car accident before crossing was extremely dangerous. According to Xie Yicong, he was directly hit by the car and flew several meters away. He landed on the back of his head and almost died on the spot.

But after I woke up for the first time, except that my whole body was covered with bandages and tubes, there were no obvious problems in other parts of my body. According to the doctor, I had better rest for a while, and when the broken bones basically healed, I could recover as before.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle in the history of medicine to recover to such a serious injury.

Since the doctor said that no special measures were taken, the reason for his miraculous recovery can only be found from himself——

So, does it have something to do with this inexplicable time travel?

Even a spirit body could feel the coolness from the night wind. Standing on the windboat, Chen Ming looked into the distance, and soon saw a domed building hidden among the mountains and forests in the distance.

Different from the original site built in the middle of the mountain, the new site of Weimingjiao is located on the side of a steep cliff in the Shuli Mountains. Not only can it be seen from the top of the mountain, but it also takes advantage of the cover of the surrounding dense forest to hide the building and the entrance tightly. Strictly.

The closer he got, the more he could see the pale pink mist lingering in the mountains and forests. He knew that this was an illusion magic circle arranged by Jin Yan. If an outsider broke in, it would be triggered immediately, so he immediately held his breath and concentrated on avoiding it carefully.

The effect of maintaining the state of the spirit body is that no one can detect it except Luo Huaqing and Bai Jinman.Chen Ming tossed and jumped among the dense bushes, using the elasticity of the branches and leaves to come to an unlocked window, and slipped in through the gap.

As soon as he entered the room, he bumped into an unknown believer, and he was terrified. Then he realized that the other party might not be able to see him at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

This cultist is a handsome young man, dressed in the standard cyan outfit of Weiming sect, with a plain white belt around his waist, which is exactly the configuration of the "pharmaceutical" part of the sect.

Weimingjiao has grown to a scale of thousands of people. It has four departments under its jurisdiction: refining equipment, pharmaceuticals, communications, and teaching martial arts. They are represented by red, white, blue, and black belts.

Chen Ming looked around and saw several rows of chests of drawers displayed in the room, which seemed to be a storage room. The young man took some medicinal materials from the cabinets and put them on the tray in his hand, then turned and walked out of the room.

Since it is part of the pharmacy department and has taken medicinal materials, maybe following him, they might be able to find Hua Yao and others.

Although he can sense the approximate location of the ancient sword, the structure of the Weimingjiao headquarters is complicated, and he is an out-and-out idiot. If he gets lost and delays the search for Juhai Liuyin, it will be a big problem.

Having made up his mind, he climbed onto the boy's shoulder the moment he left, and followed him out of the storage room.

After leaving the room, he could see the overall structure of the headquarters. Although the storage room was located halfway up the mountain from the outside, it was only located on the ground floor from the outside.

The upper floor presents a pagoda-like structure, and the space in the middle is connected by an air corridor for the convenience of the congregation.The boy walked a few steps along the corridor, came to a space with an elevator structure, opened the door and walked in, and then pulled down the wrench beside the door.

Chen Ming, who was on the shoulders, only felt a shock from his body, and the two quickly boarded the "elevator" to the upper floor of the main building, pushed the door out, and came to the end of the corridor, where Hua Yao, who was wearing a white shirt and green hairpin, was waiting There.

"Master Hua, this is the medicinal material you are looking for." The young man bowed slightly and offered the tray in his hand.

Hua Yao nodded lightly, with a haggard look on his face.

This time when they fled back in embarrassment, many members of the Weiming Church were injured. The first pharmaceutical department was busy from evening until late at night before they managed to arrange the wounded.

And what worried him the most was the unnamed leader, Luo Huaqing, who was still unconscious.

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