After being divorced by the Chosen One

Jiang Zhuyue was put on the soft couch by Lin Jin, and rubbed his eyes, sobering up a little.

But then he glanced at the blood stains on Lin Jin's body, his heart twitched, and he couldn't help asking, "Where did Brother Lin go?"

When Lin Jin heard Jiang Zhuyue's question, his expression suddenly paused, and then he walked up to Jiang Zhuyue, took out a golden monster inner alchemy from his bosom, and slowly took Jiang Zhuyue's hand, Put the inner alchemy in Jiang Zhuyue's white palm.

The inner alchemy was still warm, as if it had just been dissected from the body of the monster.

But Jiang Zhuyue's attention was not on this unusually huge inner alchemy that was still a monster in the Void Refinement Stage, but... saw the deep crack at Lin Jin's tiger's mouth.

It's a wound.

Lin Jin sensed Jiang Zhuyue's gaze, put his hands away calmly, and asked, "Do you like it?"

Jiang Zhuyue pursed her lips, and there were countless questions in her chest at this moment. At this moment, he suddenly clenched the golden pill in his hand, and looked up at Lin Jin's face.

The two looked at each other through the black gold belt, Jiang Zhuyue's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he finally couldn't help asking the question he wanted to ask.

"Why is brother Lin so nice to me?"

If it's only good for pets, it's too unreasonable.

Jiang Zhuyue herself didn't believe it.

But if it's something else... Does Lin Jin, who is a practitioner of the Consciousness-only Method, understand it?What does he know?

That's why Jiang Zhuyue didn't know, so he asked.

At this moment, Lin Jin stared at Jiang Zhuyue quietly for a moment, then suddenly knelt down in front of Jiang Zhuyue.

Then, Lin Jin reached out his hand very gently to caress Jiang Zhuyue's cheek, touched it lightly, and finally said in a low voice, "Because...you are very obedient."

When Lin Jin uttered these four words, his voice was rare and extremely soft, without any of the usual cold breath.

But Jiang Zhuyue was a little dumbfounded.

But looking at Lin Jin's expression, Jiang Zhuyue always felt that it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be as simple as being obedient...

But he couldn't figure out why.

Because he probably never imagined that Lin Jin used to like to hear people say this to him the most.

"Han'er is very obedient, Master likes Han'er the most."

Obedience means liking and trust.

Lin Jin knew that Jiang Zhuyue didn't understand, but he said it anyway.

Seeing Jiang Zhuyue's strange expression, Lin Jin was not unhappy, nor did he explain. Instead, he quietly lowered his eyes, took out a roll of soft gauze from the storage ring, handed it to Jiang Zhuyue, Wen Sheng opened his mouth .

"Would you like to bandage me?"

Jiang Zhuyue suddenly came back to her senses, and was silent for a moment, unable to care about the nonsense that Lin Jin said just now.

At this moment, he smiled helplessly, said "yes" in a low voice, then reached out to take the soft gauze, and began to bandage Lin Jin.

Lin Jin was also quite quiet this time, letting Jiang Zhuyue's warm and soft hand hold his injured hand.

Lin Jin's wound was deep, and his jade-colored skin was so hideously broken, and his blood was slightly purple. It was unknown whether it was about to condense after a long time, or he was poisoned.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help frowning and pursing her lips, then took out Jiedu powder by herself, dipped it in a handkerchief, and wiped it on Lin Jin's wound little by little.

After wiping, wrap it up layer by layer with soft gauze.

The movements during this period were extremely gentle and careful.

When Jiang Zhuyue was bandaging, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and the melting soft light reflected on his delicate profile, making him more gentle and tranquil.

But Jiang Zhuyue was too focused and didn't notice that during the bandage, Lin Jin felt the softness and warmth from his hands, and when he smelled the vague fragrance emanating from his body, his breathing gradually became heavy up.

Then Lin Jin's body was also possessed, and he involuntarily leaned towards his position.

And Jiang Zhuyue tied a small bow on Lin Jin's wrist at the moment, and finally finished the bandage. He admired it for himself, couldn't help smiling, and then looked up at Lin Jin with a hint of offering a treasure. .

However, as soon as he raised his head, Jiang Zhuyue almost bumped into Lin Jin's fair and tall nose. The two looked at each other, and they were very close at hand. Lin Jin's warm breath sprayed evenly on Jiang Zhuyue's face...

Jiang Zhuyue froze slightly, and was about to turn her head to avoid it, but suddenly noticed that Lin Jinshuang's white face had a suspicious flush at some point, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Jiang Zhuyue's heart trembled: "Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Jin turned his head abruptly, gritted his teeth, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing!"

At this time, Jiang Zhuyue suddenly realized what was going on. He lowered his head and held Lin Jin's hand that he wanted to pull away, and said in shock, "Brother Lin, why is your body so hot?"

In the past, Lin Jin's body temperature was much cooler than normal, why is it so hot now?

poisoned?

Lin Jin gasped for a moment, pulled out the hand held by Jiang Zhuyue, turned around and was about to leave.

But before he took two steps, he knelt down on the ground staggeringly, panting continuously while pressing his chest, looking extremely painful.

Jiang Zhuyue's heart sank suddenly, and he didn't have time to think about it at this moment, so he rushed forward in two steps, supported Lin Jin, grabbed Lin Jin's hand and said, "Brother Lin, I'll give you a pulse!"

But Jiang Zhuyue didn't expect that just as he pressed Lin Jin's chaotic pulse, Lin Jin grabbed his wrist with a backhand and pushed it to the tent door beside him.

Jiang Zhuyue:! ! !

Before Jiang Zhuyue could recover, Lin Jin's hot and chaotic breathing hit his cheek again.

Jiang Zhuyue's whole body went numb in an instant.

"Who... have you met just now?" Lin Jin couldn't help but want to reach out to caress Jiang Zhuyue's side face and the slightly parted thin lips several times, but he clenched his fists to hold back.

He felt that a monster had grown out of his chest, and that monster was clamoring to swallow Jiang Zhuyue alive in front of him.

Just now, when Jiang Zhuyue was wearing a white fur coat, quietly holding his hand, and bandaging his palm with an obedient expression, this idea sprouted in her heart, and then gradually grew wildly.

This is certainly the effect of some special medicinal power, but...

He knew that deep down in his heart, he thought so too.

In the end, Lin Jin bit the tip of his tongue violently. After a burst of pain, blood dripped from the corner of his lips, and his sanity became clear for a moment.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhuyue's heart twitched, ignoring that he was still held down by Lin Jin, so he reached out to wipe away the blood from Lin Jin's lips.

But at this moment, there was a rush of footsteps and the sound of weapons outside the tent.

Jiang Zhuyue:!

Immediately, Jiang Zhuyue realized something, and said anxiously: "Just now An Wenyu came to see me and poured a bird's nest."

Lin Jin raised his head suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he hugged Jiang Zhuyue: "Let's go!"

As soon as Lin Jin got up, a huge force swept from outside, and with a crash, the tent was split in half.

Lin Jin hugged Jiang Zhuyue and jumped out.

When the smoke dissipated, the two found themselves surrounded by the disciples of Tianjianzong and Ningxianggu. Chen Hua was tied aside and screamed.

At this moment, Meng Jiusi pointed at Lin Jin with his sword and said with a sneer, "The killer of Zhegutang has finally appeared."

Jiang Zhuyue didn't realize until then that this was a game against Lin Jin.

If he had known this, he shouldn't have seen An Wenyu in the morning...

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhuyue held down the soft sword hidden in her waist, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Lin, I'm here, I can still deal with these people."

"No need." Lin Jin gently pressed Jiang Zhuyue's hand with his hot hand, and then he raised his head and quietly glanced around.

Although his breathing was a little unsteady, his complexion was not normal, and he was even blindfolded.

But as long as he glanced at it so lightly, the group of disciples standing outside couldn't help but shiver.

Sure enough, the aura of the strong will crush everything at any time.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help sneering: "Coward, if you have the ability, go for it!"

Meng Jiusi got angry, so he raised his sword and slashed towards him.

Jiang Zhuyue was waiting for them to be the first.

This time, Jiang Zhuyue took the opportunity to throw a smoke | mist | bomb at Meng Jiusi, then hugged Lin Jin tightly with his backhand, and said in a low voice, "Brother Lin, go!"

Lin Jin hesitated for a moment, but this time he was no longer stubborn, hugged Jiang Zhuyue, swept away the surrounding disciples with a sword, and jumped out.

There was a panic yelling from behind, followed by Meng Jiusi calling for someone to chase them down.

The cool night wind swished past Jiang Zhuyue's head, and the shadows of countless trees beside him brushed past.

Jiang Zhuyue leaned against Lin Jin's arms, his face aching from the night wind, but this was the first time he couldn't help but hug Lin Jin tightly, and he didn't have the slightest intention of asking to come down.

Although he knew that those people were coming for Lin Jin, Jiang Zhuyue didn't want to leave Lin Jin behind at all, and even thought about living together and dying together.