Xianjun said he had a crush on me

After saying these words, the two remained relatively silent for a while, feeling that there was nothing more to say.

Finally Cang Jiao said: "I'll go back and have a look, if you want to relax, you can stay a little longer."

Sang Zhi silently nodded, and Cang Jiao left. After Cang Jiao left, Sang Zhi looked back silently, and stood quietly by the beach without making a sound.

That night, Cang Jiao slept deep in the cave, and Sang Zhi slept near the entrance of the cave. It was so quiet that one could hear the slow tide of the ice sea opposite.

Sang Zhi lay there quietly, feeling ups and downs, unable to sleep at all.

The same is true for Cang Jiao inside, but both of them were afraid of disturbing each other, so they kept silent.

Just sitting there all night carefully, Sang Zhi finally fell asleep in the morning of the second day, but when he woke up, he found that he was so weak and had a headache.

Sang Zhi knew that this was a symptom of a cold in the human world, but he didn't expect that he was obviously a fairy body, why would he get a cold.

Originally, Sangzhi still wanted to save face and suppressed himself from coughing, but after a long time, he couldn't hide it anymore.

Seeing Sang Zhi's appearance, Cang Jiao was very surprised. When he diagnosed Sang Zhi, he found that there was not much immortal energy left in Sang Zhi's body, and it was all supported by the inner alchemy.

Cang Jiao couldn't help but worry when he was astonished, seeing Sang Zhi's troubled and weak face, he really felt that this was very tricky.

Sang Zhi had a much better mentality than him, he just picked up the thick fur to wrap himself tightly, and comforted Cang Jiao in a low voice: "Fengchi is not a serious illness for ordinary people, I just need to keep warm."

Sang Zhi also understood why he fell to such a state.

When he sneaked down from the heavens, he went straight to Xuanyuantai, and the immortal bones were almost destroyed. If it weren't for the body protector left by the emperor on him and the inner alchemy given by Cangjiao, he would have died a long time ago. No different from a mortal.

After the Heavenly Emperor changed his heart to him, Sang Zhi could feel that the spirit protecting the body was getting weaker and weaker. Therefore, only relying on the power of the inner alchemy, Sang Zhi might only be able to keep one person immortal, and it is impossible to be completely immune to all diseases. .

Cang Jiao didn't know this, and Sang Zhi didn't intend to mention it to Cang Jiao—to be precise, he didn't want to mention anything about the Emperor of Heaven.

Thinking about it, Sangzhi couldn't help but sneezed again.

Now Cang Jiao couldn't sit still anymore, he took a look at Sang Zhi, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go to the mortal world to find you a doctor, your illness is strange."

Sang Zhi originally wanted to say no, but he was going to be sick and felt dizzy and weak. He thought it would be a good thing to get rid of it as soon as possible, so he hesitated silently for a while, then said weakly: "Thank you very much. gone."

Cang Jiao heard the words, turned around and disappeared.

And less than a stick of incense, Cang Jiao grabbed a shivering old doctor and entered the cave.

At this time, Sangzhi was nestled in the thick fur and was about to fall asleep in a daze.

Seeing that Cang Jiao was able to soar through the clouds and ride the fog, the old doctor almost fainted from fright, but seeing the handsome Sang Zhi, he calmed down a bit.

At this moment, Cang Jiao pushed the old doctor forward, and said coldly: "Help him see, what is the disease?"

As soon as Cang Jiao opened his mouth, Sang Zhi slowly opened his eyes. He struggled for a while before he could see the situation in front of him clearly, then he smiled silently at the old doctor and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing Sang Zhi like this, the old doctor thought he was captured by a monster, and felt extremely sympathetic, so he came over to give Sang Zhi a pulse.

Because Sang Zhi's body is no different from that of ordinary people, the old doctor knew what was going on after a short pulse diagnosis.

"Fengxie enters the body, it's wind-cold, it's not a troublesome disease, boil two medicines and drink it, and then get bored and sweat to cure it."

As the old doctor said, he lowered his head tremblingly and took two packs of commonly used wind-cold medicine from the medicine box. Before Sang Zhi could say thank you, Cang Jiao snatched the medicine.

Sang Zhi was a little embarrassed, so he said to Cang Jiao: "Be a little more polite to the old man."

Sang Zhi said that because he was sick, if he was given a hundred courage in normal times, he wouldn't dare to say that about Cang Jiao.

When Cang Jiao heard Sang Zhi's words, he was indeed amiable, but his amiability was only the limit of not losing his temper.

The old doctor looked at the situation of the two of them, and realized that this beautiful young man was actually under the control of this goblin...

What a pity...

Thinking about it, the old doctor secretly stuffed two packs of medicine under Sang Zhi's blanket while packing up the medicine box, and when he got up, Cang Jiao grabbed him impatiently and sent him back.

Sang Zhi saw the old doctor's little tricks, and Sang Zhi was also a little curious, so he silently reached out to touch it.

After feeling the two paper bags and taking them out, Sang Zhi opened them again, and suddenly a pungent realgar smell entered his nostrils.

Sang Zhi sneezed twice in a row to get rid of the strong spicy smell in his nasal cavity.

After half a stick of incense, Cang Jiao came back, unexpectedly still holding a medicine pot and a small stove in his hand.

Sang Zhi was still coughing sullenly at first, but when he saw Cang Jiao's appearance, he couldn't help laughing, then he suppressed a smile and asked: "There should be boys who specialize in decocting medicines in the pharmacy, why do you have to do it yourself?" ?”

When Cang Jiao heard Sang Zhi's words, he frowned slightly, and then he said calmly: "It's not like you can be cured just by drinking one dose of medicine."

Sang Zhi was slightly taken aback, but he understood Cang Jiao's meaning, and he was really lacking energy, so he lay back silently.

Hearing the tone of the old doctor, Cang Jiao said that patients with wind-cold should keep warm and take more rest, but they should not sleep too much, so he set up the stove at the entrance of the cave, and then looked at Sang Zhidao: " Just rest for a while, just don't fall asleep, the medicine will be fine after a while."

Hearing this, Sang Zhi unconsciously coughed twice, then he nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

When Cang Jiao heard Sang Zhi's words that were lacking in energy but extremely soft, his heart moved, but he didn't say anything in the end, and then bowed his head and started to decoct the medicine.

Cang Jiao is not stupid, he didn't do it himself, he just lit the fire, and then cast a spell to automatically make the stove start decocting medicine, and then he walked over silently.

Sang Zhi was originally nestled there, looking like he would not sleep, but when he saw Cang Jiao approaching, he tried his best to open his eyes, and said with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

Cang Jiao only thought that Sang Zhi was about to fall asleep, but he didn't expect Sang Zhi's senses to be so keen, his eyes moved, Cang Jiao said casually: "The entrance of the cave is a bit cold."

If Sang Zhi was normal, he would definitely be able to tell that Cang Jiao's words were nonsense, but he himself had a cold and his body was hot and cold.

He even moved slightly inward, and said, "Sit over here, that's the upper air outlet."

When Cang Jiao saw it, he naturally had no reason not to sit down, but now that Sang Zhi had moved a bit, he felt sleepy again.

This time he was really sleepy, he yawned slightly, tilted his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.

Behind Sang Zhi was the small table made of white jade, Cang Jiao saw it, stretched out his hand silently to push, the small table flew out slowly, and Sang Zhi's body tilted down inadvertently.

Cang Jiao gently swung his hand, and Sang Zhi's head rested on his shoulder.

Even at this time, Cang Jiao still felt that Sang Zhi was like a relative.

There was something in him that he couldn't admit to something that had sprouted.

After all, Sang Zhi's identity is really special.

Lowering his head silently, Cang Jiao looked at Sang Zhi who was sleeping peacefully on his shoulder, his brows were a little pale, but his beauty was not diminished, on the contrary, because of that paleness, he was even more weak and pitiful.

Just like a child.

Looking at it, Cang Jiao couldn't help but think so.

·

Without exception, all the letters sent by Yaoyue were intercepted by Ziwen, who still had a deep heart.

He knew that Yaoyue was moody and angry, if he took Ji Chen back, he was afraid that Yaoyue would be unhappy and wanted to make trouble for his younger brother.

Although Ziwen doesn't like this younger brother, he doesn't want Ji Chen to feel bad because of this incident.

What's more, this cheap brother drank so much of his blood and let him die directly, wouldn't it be cheap for him.

Ziwen has already made up his mind that when this cheap brother is born, he will bully him every day and ask him to serve him tea.

Although he knew that Ji Chen might not agree, Ziwen always thought so in his heart.

Today Ji Chen's face is much rosier than before, it's the result of Ziwen taking care of him these days.

But if Ji Chen knew what he ate these days, he might have nightmares even when he was sleeping.

This cave was originally the place where a big monster parasitized by Ziwen lived when he fled. That big monster drank blood, killed and looted, and got a lot of goblin inner alchemy, which were stored in a small cellar behind.

So in the past few days, Ziwen changed his method, crushed the inner alchemy, forced out the spiritual energy, and poured it into Ji Chen's food.

In this way, Ji Chen nourished his body, and the cheap brother in his stomach would not pester him every day.

Thinking of that cheap brother, Ziwen's face turned cold.

What a pest.

Several times, he was obviously full, but in order not to let himself leave, he intentionally made trouble in Ji Chen's stomach.

At first glance, he looks like a white-eyed wolf, and a scheming whore!

Thinking of this, Ziwen glanced at his mouth silently, lowered his head, crushed the inner alchemy in his hand, and threw it into the black chicken soup.

However, at this moment, Ziwen heard Ji Chen's extremely suppressed but terrified cry of pain.

With a glint in his eyes, Ziwen rushed out quickly.

When Ziwen arrived, Ji Chen had already passed out from the pain, his face was covered with messy hair, and his face was paler with cold sweat.

And the position of Ji Chen's lower abdomen has begun to wriggle abnormally.

The things inside seem to be coming out.

Seeing this, Ziwen raised his hand and pressed the formula on Ji Chen's lower abdomen, and then he understood that Ji Chen would faint, and it was all because of that cheap brother.

He actually cast a curse on Ji Shen!

His eyes turned cold, and Ziwen said to the restless fetus in Ji Chen's womb: "Be more honest, if you want to come out, don't try to harm anyone, or believe it or not, I will kill you as soon as you come out!"

Ziwen was just trying to intimidate, because he was not sure that he could beat this arrogant and cheap brother.

But as soon as he said these words, the movement in Ji Chen's stomach suddenly disappeared.