After being divorced by the Chosen One

"It's too noisy outside."

Jiang Zhuyue was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a brand new set of bedding and handed it to Lin Jin.

"Brother Lin, please help yourself."

Lin Jin took the quilt and walked far away to the other corner of the tent to make the bed.

Jiang Zhuyue watched Lin Jin's movements, and unconsciously twitched the corners of his lips, but then he shook his head, put away the hot pot and other things, turned off the lights, and fell asleep by himself.

However, in the middle of the night, Jiang Zhuyue was woken up by waves of heat.

He gasped slightly in a daze, trying to wipe off his sweat, but his palms were also hot.

The more you rub it, the hotter it gets.

Jiang Zhuyue finally vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and now he struggled to open his eyes, trying to test his inner breath, but his body was as soft as a puddle of mud, unable to move.

Jiang Zhuyue: ...

Is he poisoned?

Jiang Zhuyue tried to move his inner breath, but after turning it, not only did he find that his veins were not blocked, but because of the mobilization of his inner breath, heat flowed all over his body in an instant, as if he was being roasted on a fire.

At this time, Jiang Zhuyue gritted her teeth violently, her whole face flushed red, and she finally understood what happened.

Before he came here, he had considered all kinds of problems he might have encountered, and had taken many detoxification drugs, even before eating and drinking, he would deliberately test the poison.

But he never expected that his spiritual power would skyrocket due to eating too much monster meat, and his tendons would not be able to support it.

The soaring spiritual power of this meeting ran wildly in his body, which made his blood vessels turbulent and hot.

And the winged snake is still of the fire attribute. Jiang Zhuyue knew that she was cold and drank several bowls of soup on purpose. How could she think that she would overeat? !

Don't ask, it's regrettable...

It's strange, I can only blame his broken body for being too delicate...

Panting for a while, Jiang Zhuyue tried her best to support herself and sat up. He gritted his teeth, his whole body was drenched in hot sweat, and with trembling hands, he reluctantly took out a bottle of Bingpo Pill from the storage ring and poured out one. Want to swallow.

As a result, his hand shook so hard that the Bingpo Pill fell to the ground recklessly, and even rolled out.

Jiang Zhuyue:? ? ?

Jiang Zhuyue fainted from anger.

Why does even a Bing Po Pill have to fight against him at this time?

But at this moment, Jiang Zhuyue's eyelashes were drenched with sweat, and he really had no strength left, so he didn't plan to pick up the Bingpo Pill any more, so he could only take another one.

But at this moment, a slightly pale hand like a jade carving appeared in Jiang Zhuyue's sight.

Jiang Zhuyue was startled suddenly, and then he watched the hand pick up the Bingpo Pill that had rolled down in the center of the felt.

Jiang Zhuyue's throat suddenly felt a little dry, and her whole body tensed up—Lin Jin woke up.

"Are you poisoned?" Lin Jin's indifferent voice rang out.

Jiang Zhuyue resisted the discomfort in her body, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing, it's just a little trouble in cultivation."

He didn't dare to tell Lin Jin the truth.

Ever since he learned that Lin Jinxiu practiced the Consciousness-Only Method, Jiang Zhuyue was still a little apprehensive.

Most people who practice the Consciousness-Only Method are extremely egotistical. If they think you can do it, you can do it. If they think you can’t do it, even if you are a master, they can draw their swords against you.

If Lin Jin knew that he could actually shake his Qi by eating a winged snake, would he think he was a waste?

And... it would be too embarrassing to say such a thing!

But at this moment——

"Why do you want to eat Bingpo Pill for Chaqi?"

Jiang Zhuyue's face froze, but the hotness and aura all over his body at this moment made him unable to think seriously. With blood surging, Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help but said in a bad tone: "It has nothing to do with Brother Lin."

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Jiang Zhuyue regretted it instantly. Just when he was about to forcefully defend himself, Lin Jin's deep voice sounded quietly above his head.

"related to me."

Jiang Zhuyue was startled, and in the next moment, Lin Jin, who was leaning over, grabbed the palm of his side and locked Jiang Zhuyue's veins.

Lin Jin's hand was as smooth as jade, and as cold and hard as jade. At this moment, he suddenly grabbed Jiang Zhuyue's hand. Jiang Zhuyue trembled all over, his mind was confused, and his first reaction was to want to get closer.

Then, he heard Lin Jin say calmly, "I've only gone one-tenth of the endless forest, and you have to cook at least twenty meals for me."

Jiang Zhuyue:?

Immediately, Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help but realize that what Lin Jin said was the truth - it's not surprising that people who practice Consciousness-Only Dharma would say that.

And Lin Jin checked Jiang Zhuyue's pulse now, and said, "It's okay."

Jiang Zhuyue's heart skipped a beat.

Lin Jin grabbed his other hand and held it in his palm at the same time.

"Concentrate on luck, I will guide you, and you give me the excess aura."

Jiang Zhuyue's hands were soft and hot, with a faint blush, while Lin Jin's hands were hard and pale, with a slight glaze-like sheen.

Comparing the two phases, the contrast is very obvious.

But soon, Jiang Zhuyue's strange feeling of contrast was washed away by the comfort brought by Lin Jin's true energy guidance.

He didn't think about anything else anymore, so he concentrated and let Lin Jin disperse his anger.

Lin Jin's true spirit was cold.

Just like himself.

But it's not that kind of biting coolness, but a very sassy and transparent coolness, like the first heavy snow in winter, the snowflakes flying all over the sky are falling one after another, melting between the eyebrows, a touch of refreshing coolness.

Dispersed in Jiang Zhuyue's tendons, it also quickly soothed the dryness and heat brought by the aura of the winged snake.

Jiang Zhuyue was a little distracted at first, but soon immersed in the comfort of her tendons being dredged.

However, after a while, Jiang Zhuyue realized something was wrong...

Why is his own true energy also leaking out?

Jiang Zhuyue's heart trembled, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but at this moment, his palm was tightly attracted to Lin Jin's palm like a magnet, and she couldn't withdraw it no matter what.

Jiang Zhuyue:? ? ?

And Lin Jin didn't seem to realize this, and was still working hard.

Jiang Zhuyue's face had gradually turned pale from the flush just now, and seeing that Lin Jin might be sucked dry if he didn't stop Lin Jin, Jiang Zhuyue finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Stop!"

Lin Jin let go suddenly.

Jiang Zhuyue was exhausted in an instant, and almost at the same time, his whole body fell forward limply because of the sudden loss of support.

Just when Jiang Zhuyue thought he was going to face the ground, he fell into a very wide embrace.

Jiang Zhuyue's nostrils were immediately filled with the bitter taste of spirit grass, with a dry and clear breath like frost and snow.

However, Lin Jin's chest was not as cold and stiff as his hands, but warm and soft. Jiang Zhuyue leaned against it with no strength, his face turned red and dripped blood.

Jiang Zhuyue couldn't help but wanted to struggle to sit up, but Lin Jin took most of the qi out of his body just now, so he couldn't use any strength at this moment, so he could only lean on awkwardly and stiffly. On Lin Jin.

Lin Jin hugged Jiang Zhuyue, who was soft and slender in his arms, feeling the softness in his palm as light as a cloud, and for the first time, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

In his life, he has never met too many people.

As for the other monks, in Lin Jin's view, there were only strong and weak points, and the machines had no color at all.

But this time, the one lying in his arms is different from all the monks he has come into contact with before.

Fragrant and soft, white and light, just like a newborn kitten or puppy, full of vitality and fresh breath.

Thinking of this, Lin Jin stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and slowly stroked Jiang Zhuyue's side face.

Jiang Zhuyue's whole body froze suddenly - what did Lin Jin want to do?Is he a broken sleeve? !

Just when Jiang Zhuyue's thoughts were surging, he felt Lin Jin gently pinch his side face.

Jiang Zhuyue:? ? ?

Lin Jin: Sure enough, it is also very soft, but the skin on the face does not seem to be as easy to touch as the skin on the hands.

Jiang Zhuyue couldn't hold back anymore, and tried her best to say in a hoarse voice: "Brother Lin, you—"

Lin Jin suddenly came back to his senses, but he was different from ordinary people, so naturally he didn't think it was important.

On the contrary, he thought that Jiang Zhuyue was asking him about his true qi, so he said flatly: "It's also the first time I use this exercise to dredge people's true qi, so I'm not very proficient."

Jiang Zhuyue was stunned for a moment, then exploded.

Not very skilled?If you are not very proficient, you still dare to use it?

But Jiang Zhuyue was stuck for a while, gritted his teeth, and could only lean softly in Lin Jin's arms, and said in a low voice, "It's none of Brother Lin's business... Brother Lin, don't blame yourself."

But in his heart, Jiang Zhuyue scolded his mother ten thousand times—Originally, his spiritual power would slowly melt away after a few days, but Lin Jin wanted to drain [-]% of his body. His physical strength is weak, and now he is even weaker...

But the more this was the case, Jiang Zhuyue couldn't turn his back on him. He waited for a while, but Lin Jin didn't speak, so he gritted his teeth and wanted Lin Jin to put him down - this posture was too strange.

But Lin Jin spoke before him.

"I don't blame myself, but don't worry."

Jiang Zhuyue:?

Why don't you care?

"I'll take charge."

Jiang Zhuyue:? ? ?

This is too strange.

As soon as Lin Jin finished speaking, he slowly took Jiang Zhuyue's hand.

Jiang Zhuyue was suddenly held by Lin Jin's Weiliang flexible hand, and her whole body froze again.

But then, he felt a gentle zhenqi slowly seeping into his body along Lin Jin's calloused palm.

Jiang Zhuyue was overjoyed, realizing that this was what Lin Jin meant by 'responsibility', and he was instantly relieved.

But after a while, Lin Jin stopped.

Jiang Zhuyue:?

Brother, you should continue, I have only recovered [-]% now.

As a result, Lin Jin not only withdrew his hand at this time, but also said lightly: "Your tendons are too fragile. If you pour too much qi at once, you may go crazy again. After that, I will help you reorganize your tendons the next day until you recover. .”

Jiang Zhuyue:? ? ?

After Lin Jin said this, he helped Jiang Zhuyue up and let him lie back on the original mattress.

Jiang Zhuyue was anxious, and subconsciously grabbed Lin Jin's neckline, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Lin, don't go—"

Jiang Zhuyue had just regained her strength, but she didn't control her own strength. With such a tug, Lin Jin's tight neckline was pulled down, revealing the frosty neck, collarbone, and collarbone in an instant. Looming below...

Jiang Zhuyue: ……………

Lin Jin:.

But Lin Jin quickly recovered his calm expression, stretched out his hand to pull the collar, and said lightly: "Your skill has fluctuated greatly just now, and your tendons have been damaged. It's better not to use your true energy lightly."

Jiang Zhuyue: ...

He wants to cry.

But now Jiang Zhuyue realized that she had regained some strength, so she hurriedly said earnestly: "Brother Lin, can you try to give me some more energy, I am like this now...the strength is really not enough, I am afraid that I will hurry on the road tomorrow." It's easy to drag you down."

Lin Jin was silent for a moment, and said, "Let me tell the truth."

Jiang Zhuyue:?

"Your zhenqi is too thin. I can't control the amount of it at a time. I can only take it slowly, otherwise I am afraid that I will lose too fast and you will explode and die."

Jiang Zhuyue:? ? ?

He felt that he had been discriminated against, and there were still people who thought he was a Nascent Soul with a weak innocence...

But Lin Jin explained it this way, and Jiang Zhuyue also understood that he was telling the truth.

After staying there for a while, Jiang Zhuyue could only turn pale, forced a smile and said, "That's really hard work for you, Brother Lin."

"It's okay."

Jiang Zhuyue pulled the corners of her mouth slightly more ugly than crying, and said in a low voice, "Then I'll rest first."

"Ah."

Jiang Zhuyue suppressed the grievance in her heart, and quietly lay down in her bed, curled up, and closed her eyes.

But at this moment, Lin Jinju took a condescending look at Jiang Zhuyue curled up in the soft quilt with her eyes closed, the corners of her mouth slightly drooping, and her expression was sleepy.

However, it is not annoying to be squeamish.