Dijun, you went to the wrong volute

Although Yuntun has always been calm, he is still young. It is not worth showing off for saving people. For a while, he shivered cleverly and touched the old man's hair, which made him secretly happy. His eyes and eyebrows were all smiles. Take advantage of pride.

The alley is damp, although there are not many people coming and going, but occasionally those who pass by can't help but be discouraged by the bloody smell inside, and turn their heads and run away from a long distance.

Who knows if one of the missing people will report to the police, Yun Tun pondered for a moment, then turned his head and knelt down to pick up the injured person on his back.

"I'll do it." Cang Qi took a step forward and squeezed Fang Huai. The man disappeared into his sleeve in an instant, even the blood on the ground was wiped off.

Yun Tun hummed, as a recognition of his approach, clapped his hands and stood up, this stop, the sequelae of just running that distance appeared, and thinking of the attractive walking big ganoderma in front of him, Yun Tun Tun suddenly felt unbearable hunger in his stomach, and his eyes were dazzled by the hunger.

Cang Qi hugged him quickly with his eyes and let him lean into his arms, "Uncomfortable?" He also pointed out the cultivation level in Tan Yuntun's body, and found that it was empty, almost without any inner breath that a spirit who cultivated into a demon should have. .

Even though Yuntun is not good at cultivation, it shouldn't be empty and barren as if his cultivation has been exhausted. Moreover, the spores he fed to Yuntun a few days ago were condensed from his essence, and should be able to be used by children wantonly. That's right.

"I'll do some cultivation for you. You're a demon, and without cultivation, even using the simplest illusion spell will make you uncomfortable." Cang Qi was about to bow his head as he spoke.

Yun Tun's pale face turned red, he supported his frail body and shook his head like a rattle, and then he closed his mouth like a toothless old lady, not showing a bit of his lips.

Cang Qi was speechless, "The obedient little snail."

Yun Tun pursed his lips and felt that it was not enough, so he covered his mouth tightly with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Emperor~jun~from~before~also~is~this~is~for~ren~cross~repair~for~?"

He spoke slowly, gasped for breath with one sentence, made himself weaker and weaker, and his stomach even growled in protest, but now he thinks that he can no longer accept Cang Qi's excessive intimacy, the fear of that day Buried in Yuntun's heart, once he touches it, it will surge up from the depths of his heart and make him horrified.

There was a trace of loneliness in Cang Qi's eyes, knowing that what he resisted was himself, and the bitter fruit was also caused by himself, and he couldn't blame others, he let go of the wonton, took half a step back, looked at his expression, and held it cautiously. Wonton's hand.

"I'm sorry." The faint cold smoke turned into wisps of silver vines entangled up, wrapping their hands in a layer of silver-purple light cocoons, Cang Qi lowered his eyes, looking at the small hand that was only half the size of his palm, The slender wrist was as warm as suet, like frost and snow.

Wonton's Adam's apple rolled down, don't look at the other side of the alley.

When he turned his head, he happened to see a few transparent and inconspicuous silver threads in the void by the corner of the low wall, walking towards this side lightly carrying a sack, and a piece of sugar fell all the way behind him. Seeing Yuntun looking at it, several silver threads whispered After a while, he immediately put on an appearance of being tired to death, and ran towards here with the sack in his hands.

Wonton, "..."

This emperor has more weapons than himself.

Cang Qi spent a long time cultivating for Yuntun, but after checking, he found that Yuntun's body was still not as full as he thought, as if there was a bottomless pit in his body, no matter how much he passed through, it would be sucked dry.

He told Yuntun all his discoveries, and Yuntun was amazed that when he was a child, his father gave him a cultivation base once, and it would last half a year.

Yun Tun rubbed his stomach, but he didn't feel anything abnormal in his body, except that he was often hungry now.

"I'll take you to see a doctor." Cang Qi said.

Yuntun let out a cry, although his internal cultivation was still not much, his limbs and chest seemed to be infected with the warmth of Cang Qi's body. This kind of warmth and just the right distance and gentleness made Yuntun lazily say, "The emperor probably forgot, Yuntun I am."

As he spoke, he took a pulse for himself, the pulse condition was smooth, round and smooth, his brows were about to wrinkle, but he quickly relaxed, thinking of his worst subject, he shook his head depressedly, "No~no, emperor~ Jun~No~Need~Worry~Worry~”

Cang Qi can see that Yuntun seems to be extremely good at dealing with trauma and detoxification, even moxibustion and prescribing medicine are absolutely unambiguous, but he is really hard to say about the pulse feeling, he has to ask further, see Yun Tun had straightened his robe and stood up, took out a wedding candy from the sack and put it in his mouth.

"It's better to find an inn first, otherwise I'm afraid he will be affected by the curse." He looked at Cang Qi's loose sleeve robe.

The man nodded, formed three or four spores and sent them into his mouth.

For this kind of enthusiastic food, Yuntun swallowed it twice with puffed cheeks.

Since both of them didn't have much money, and although the other one was worth 5000 million taels of gold, it was priceless and useless, so Yuntun had to find a cheaper inn and only had one.

Cang Qi was full of confusion, could it be that the three of them were going to sleep together?

Yun Tun looked at him in surprise, and took out the ceramic pot from last time from the bag. The soil in it had not been changed, and it was original.

He doesn't sleep on the bed. Well, although his family is rich, Yun Tun feels that neither the snail nor the ganoderma has anything to do with the bed.

Yun Tun had a look of reason, and Cang Qi just felt that he would not make money and repay the family, and was almost useless, so he had to reflect on himself three times a day, and Ba Fengdong sat by the window doubting Zhisheng.

On the bed, Fang Huai's chest was as big as a hole, and his face turned rosy in less than half a day. It can be seen that the efficacy of this ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is amazing, and the wonton can't help but want to stretch out his hand to pluck the emperor's hair again. .

There are always so many idiots and resentful women in the world, perhaps because he is young and doesn't have many troubles. In short, Yuntun feels that it is not worth giving up his life for someone who doesn't love him.

And he doesn't really like saving people who are not worth saving, but although he can't see this person, he just thought about it for a while, and then it disappeared. He sat by the bed and took the gauze for Fang Huai, Replace with better medicine.

This man couldn't even fall asleep comfortably, and the corners of his eyes were moist with tears. According to Yun Tun's sporadic conversation with the head catcher, it may be that his sweetheart betrayed his love and married someone else, infatuated. People came to the door with resentment to disrupt the situation.

Yun Tun thought so, and casually shared his thoughts with Ling Zhi, who was in the room.

Cang Qi nodded, but felt that Li Su's expression at that time was not completely cold and indifferent, and that Master Li's way of spitting blood really made them feel sorry for them, human life is at stake, no matter what time it is, human life is the most important thing .

The sky outside the window darkened, Yun Tun pulled the corner of the quilt for the person on the bed, remembered something, and walked outside with an oops.

"Not uncomfortable anymore? Go back and rest, I will do whatever you want." Cang Qi said.

"Yi~shang~, I forgot to take the clothes I wanted to give away~", Yuntun pinched his fingers angrily.

When Cang Qi thought of the clothes made for the old sow, he felt heartbroken. He wanted to ask who Yun Tun wanted to give and who he liked to give him clothes, but he was afraid to ask again, which made Yun Tun feel I pushed him tight, so I had no choice but to let Yuntun go back, and I went to help him get it back.

The morning market has been replaced by a night market. Under the dim moonlight, you can still hear the sound of waves coming from the pier. Yun Tun stood by the window and looked down. He saw a tall and particularly eye-catching man walking here with a bag, passing by the inn. At the door, he glanced at the peddler who was setting up a stall outside, his footsteps seemed to pause slightly, and then he walked in quickly.

Yun Tun closed the window, just as Cang Qi opened the door and came in.

"Also~no~wrong~", Yuntun shook off his robe, and stuffed three or four of him around his fat waist, the big one could be used as a quilt.

Sitting on the chair, Cang Qi created a tea set, brewed two cups of tea for Yuntun and himself, looked at the blue piece, and said quietly, "It's very Feibu."

He's so fat, he can make two bodies for him.

Yun Tun didn't notice the resentment of Lord Dijun at all, caressing the silky clothes like running water, his brows were warm, and his eyes were softer than the moonlight.

Cang Qi definitely looked at him, "That man treats you very—"

Before he finished speaking, a groan on the bed attracted Yuntun's attention. He put down his clothes and walked over, and saw the injured young man opened his eyes blankly. He wasn't dead, but by the look on his face, he was not far from death.

"Don't~ move~" Yun Tun pressed his shoulders, pulled out a pill from his arms, pinched his chin with his fingers, looked a little rude, but threw the pill in deftly and effectively, lifted his chin, Let this person swallow unconsciously.

Seeing the wonderfulness of his move, Cang Qi rubbed his nose, thinking of a play written in the storybook, "The sweetheart is dying of illness, and the little lady takes medicine by mouth", which is considered to be unworkable for Yuntun.

Fang Huai's face was pale, and he stared at the bed curtain suddenly, feeling a suffocating pain in his heart, before he was conscious, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

Yun Tun wanted to persuade him, but the man mourned so much that he passed out.

"Let's rest first, we'll talk about it tomorrow, are you still feeling uncomfortable, are you hungry?" Cang Qi asked.

Yun Tun shook his head, looked at the man's tears, felt uncomfortable for a while, said nothing, turned into a snail, took out a small pillow from the shell, pulled out a palm-sized cloth head, and threw it on the small shell With the cover covered, it can be regarded as having prepared his own bed, shrunk in the shell, revealing a tiny black eye, "Emperor~Jun~don't~sleep~?"

Cang Qi looked at the undulating volute under Xiaobu's head, and really wanted to go in and rub a place, but he didn't dare to say so, so he turned into ripples of silver light and poked it into the clay pot, "I'm going to sleep now."

The next day, just before dawn, Yuntun stumbled out its tentacles from its shell, smacked its lips, stretched its snow-white snail meat forward, and stretched its waist.

Opening the tentacles, he saw the two people facing each other in the room.

Fang Huai's chest was bright red, and he was tied to the bed by several silver threads, unable to move, and his breath was like a gossamer.

"Don't~ make~ hurt~ him~"

The jade-white snail on the table turned into Mr. Pianpian and walked over in a blink of an eye. Fang Huai was seriously injured, but was quite frightened by the scene in front of him when the snail turned into a human. His chest heaved and he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, "...I'm really dead .”

Yuntun looked at Cang Qi, "You~scared~he~had~"

Cang Qi, "..."

Well, he took the blame.

Yuntun sat on the side of the bed, and a few silver threads were untied obediently, floated to Yuntun's ear flatteringly, and rubbed against his head like a few strands of silver hair.

Yun Tun raised his hand and took off the silver thread, tied it into a knot and threw it to Cang Qi.

Cang Qi felt as if he would embarrass Snail by coming out by himself, so he put his weapon back, "He wanted to leave this morning, but I stopped him."

Yun Tun hummed, and pulled off the gauze on Fang Huai's chest. The medicines he used were all high-quality spiritual products, and with this Ganoderma lucidum sitting in the town, the wound could not be imagined. It only took a day, and the blood had stopped bleeding up.

Fang Huai was stripped naked by Yun Tun, and he said hoarsely, "Are you a demon? Why did you save me?"

"I'm a demon~, or a doctor~." Yun Tun lightly applied medicine to the horrified scar on Fang Huai's chest. Let this man die on the spot.

Cang Qi looked at Yuntun's small hands touching the man's chest, feeling extremely dazzling, stretched out his hand to hold Yuntun's shoulder, and retracted his hand in frustration when he looked back at him, sat aside and poured water on himself. A stomach full of tea.

Fang Huai looked at the young demon in a daze, and felt that the hot and painful wound on his body was covered with cold medicinal herbs, and then he was wrapped up gently. Even though the wound would heal, his heart was covered with blood from that person. His robe was torn, and he lowered his eyelashes to cover the pain in his eyes, "What's the use of saving me, I'm alive, and I'm dead."

"You can die again~, but don't let me watch~" After changing the medicine, Yuntun pulled the skirt of his clothes for him, wiped off the medicine foam on his hands, let him watch, he still wants to save, It is also a toss.

Fang Huai didn't know whether he heard it or not. With his eyes closed, he seemed to be asleep.

After washing his hands, Yuntun asked the waiter in the inn for some paper and sat down at the table.

"What to write?" A ganoderma the size of a wine cup melted from the palm of Cang Qi's palm, "Do you want to eat it?"

Yun Tun picked up the pen and said while writing, "Home~book~", reached out to grab the Ganoderma lucidum, then paused, his eyes turned back and forth on the Ganoderma lucidum and Cang Qi.

"It's not my real body." Cang Qi said, it was his spores, and the real body was naturally eaten too, but it was too powerful and easy to get angry.

Wonton felt relieved now, grabbed half of the Ganoderma lucidum and held it in his throat, and licked the flavor with the tip of his tongue.

His handwriting is very different from that of Renren. He has delicate features, but his handwriting is so sloppy that he can hardly recognize what he wrote. It is probably a common problem of doctors, and it has existed since ancient times.

There is no need for Yun Tun to shy away from Cang Qi, forgive him for not being able to see anything, and after finishing writing crookedly, he wants to ask Xiao Er for two pigeons.

"Let me do it." Cang Qi melted two silver threads, and the silver threads were very beautiful. He kneaded himself in Cang Qi's hands for a while, and kneaded himself into two small silver birds that glowed and hollowed out. "Give it to them Just do it."

Yun Tun looked suspiciously at the little silver bird rubbing against his face, thinking that it was still to be discussed whether it was a silver bird or a prostitute, he hesitated to report the place name, and watched the little silver bird fly into the air with the letter in its mouth and disappear.

"Fairy."

Fang Huai on the bed suddenly opened his mouth, and Yun Tun turned his head to look, and saw that he had sat up with his body propped up, his hair draped over his shoulders, pressing his chest, staring at his toes in a daze, before he could speak, his lips trembled Standing up, trying to hold up a glimmer of hope amidst pleading and despair, "Can you turn me into a girl?"

Yun Tun was stunned at first, but he didn't understand it. When he came back to his senses, he suddenly became annoyed, and wrinkled his little nose, "Even if it can be changed, what's the use, are you so willing to pay that heartless man? Your parents gave birth to a child Son, you're not a coward who can't let go of anything."

He is not very old, and he is not polite when admonishing others, his eyes are wide open, quite majestic.

A bit of bitterness poured out from the corner of Fang Huai's lips, the straight back of the martial arts practitioner bent down, shrinking himself into a decadent lunatic, clutching his chest and laughing out, the blood from the laugh was red from the wrapped gauze.

Cang Qi pulled Yun Tun to the table and sat down, and handed him a cup of tea. He was young, but he had a really strong temper. He hadn't become a father or mother yet, and arresting anyone was like training a son.

Fang Huai laughed for a moment, but the laughter stopped abruptly. He stared blankly at the bag of wedding candy on the corner of the table in the room, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you give me one."

A silver thread came out of Aoki's sleeve, and threw the wedding candy over.

Fang Huai peeled off the candy and put it in his mouth, the sweet taste filled his throat, "His wedding candy is also sweet."

He almost burst into tears with his wedding candy in his mouth, "I don't think I became a girl because of him, but because of his father. His father forced him to die, so Brother Su had no choice but to marry that girl."

Holding his chest with difficulty, he stood up and said sadly, "But he will marry someone else after all."

Yun Tun stared at him with clear and bright eyes, "Are you still going to die?"

Fang Huai pursed his lips and smiled, without answering his question, he looked down at the half bag of wedding candies, "Can I have a few more?"

A silver thread flew over, using itself as a knot to tie the sack tightly.

Wonton, "..."

He stared at Cang Qi suspiciously.

Cang Qi blinked innocently, moved his fingers slightly, and the silver thread loosened, revealing a bag of bright red wedding candies.

Fang Huai picked up five or six precious ones, put them in his bosom, and cupped his hands towards the people in the room, "Your grace for saving your life is unrepayable, this is my jade pendant, if any difficulties are presented to the people in the world, they will naturally Someone is helping the young master." He paused, "Young master knows magic, maybe you don't like it, but this is the only thing Fang Huai has left."

Yuntun didn't intend to ask for it at first, but with a glance, he took the jade pendant in surprise.

This pendant is very unique, jade white, like a bulging hat, one side protrudes outwards, the other side is concave inwards, and the protruding side is covered with some delicate patterns, lapping and lapping like water ripples.

Yun Tun looked at the jade pendant twice, and became more and more surprised.

"Is there something wrong?" Cang Qi asked.

Yun Tun put the pendant flat on the palm of his hand, and tapped the raised little bulge with his fingers, "You~feel~like~what~what~"

Cang Qi felt that it looked very familiar, and he wanted to talk about it, but he couldn't tell what it was, so he shook his head in the end.

Unable to guess this, Yun Tun snorted dissatisfiedly, and after snorting, he felt that it was not enough, so he hummed and turned his back, not wanting to talk to Cang Qi.

"Where did you get this style of pendant~?" Yun Tun asked.

Fang Huai's face was as white as paper, and he leaned against the door, holding on,

"My lord, have you seen it? This is a token of martial arts made by Yan Daxia, the lord of the martial arts. There is only this one in every sect. If you produce this thing, you can get the help of everyone in the world."

Yun Tun looked strange, thought for a moment, and asked, "Daxia Yan? Yan Zhi?"

Fang Huai was surprised, "The young master and the leader know each other?"

Yun Tun laughed out loud, "Also~really~called~this~a~name~word~ah~"