Tianzun training game

Before I knew it, the flowers bloomed and withered, and half a month passed.

"Come here, here, here is a child!"

The woman looked at the place under the pear tree and said in surprise.

She was going out to play with his wife, but she accidentally found something moving on the ground under the pear tree. When she dug it open, it turned out to be a baby, and she was shocked immediately.

The wife looked at it, frowned and said: "I'm afraid she felt that the child's body was abnormal, so she was abandoned here."

The woman saw the baby's face turned red and her hands and feet were flailing, and she couldn't let her go no matter what, "My wife, since she was abandoned, let's adopt her."

The wife thought about it for a while, "It's not difficult at all, except for her tail, let's name her Ah Wu, use this humble name to deceive ghosts and gods, and keep her safe and smooth in her life."

After all, the woman held the baby in her arms, and the couple had a child, and they were happy for a while.

As for Di Xing, looking at the comatose person on the bed, he felt pity in his heart.

At that time, she took a nap while drunk, and suddenly realized who Zhuyan was, and immediately went to Namuri Mansion to look for her. When she found her, she saw that she was going to throw herself into the river.

She stabilized her body, then slowly stepped forward, took Zhuyan away from the river, and undid the spell again.

Unexpectedly, Zhuyan passed out, so she had to find a place and settle down with Zhuyan.

Seeing that half a month has passed, the doctor has been found, the medicine has been taken, and Zhuyan is still not awake at all, Di Xing can't help feeling anxious.

Looking at that pale and haggard face, she couldn't help feeling a lot of pity.

After thinking about it, she found another doctor to treat Zhuyan.

The doctor pinched his pulse and said to Di Xing: "Your Madam suffered too much damage during childbirth, and she was too sad. Now she is very weak, and..."

Damaged during childbirth?

Di Xing suddenly remembered the appearance of chasing flames in the marriage frame before.

It is indeed a belly bulge.

Reminiscing about the scene by the river before, her heart was even more complicated. Seeing that the doctor hesitated, she asked, "And what?"

The doctor said: "It's best to check her condition, Madam Zun seems to have just given birth, if the wound hasn't healed, the pain will be aggravated by the lingering wound, and it will be even more difficult to wake up."

Di Xing understood Langzhong's meaning, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed, but for the sake of Zhuyan's health, he had no choice but to say: "Please, Langzhong, take care."

Di Xing hesitated for a moment whether she should stand by the bed and continue watching, or sit at the table, but the doctor didn't let her hesitate, and dismissed the little boy at the side, and asked Di Xing to hold the medical box so that she could take things at any time.

The doctor inspected the injury there, and reprimanded Di Xing: "How did you let your lady's injury linger so far? It's really outrageous."

Di Xing didn't dare to shift his gaze towards the wound, but he just bit the bullet and took the blame.

After a while, Lang Zhong began to pack his things, as if he was about to leave.

Di Xing hurriedly asked: "How is her injury, but has she been healed?"

The doctor frowned and looked at her, wrote down a medicine list and handed it to her, explaining: "This prescription is one dose a day, and you need to take it for a period of time. In addition, her wound can't touch her clothes for the time being. You can use this ointment more often every day." Help her apply externally, say at least three times a day."

As he spoke, the doctor handed a red-corked porcelain bottle to Di Xing.

Seeing that the person in front of him opened his mouth and looked like he didn't know how to answer, the doctor only felt that she was an irresponsible person, and he was even more unhappy for a while.

Seeing that the doctor was about to leave the door, Di Xing realized it, chased after him and asked, "Can the ointment be used?"

The doctor glared at her, "If you don't use it, it will get worse every day, you can weigh it yourself!"

Di Xing sneered, gave the silver to the doctor, sent the doctor out, and went to grab the medicine by himself.

Soon he brought back the medicinal materials and boiled the medicine, but Zhuyan was now in a coma and couldn't take the medicine at all, Di Xing was in trouble for a while.

Tried to make Zhuyan drink it with the fairy method, but it didn't work.

Seeing the medicinal juice flow out from between those pale lips, Di Xing wiped it off for her with a cloth.

After wiping, she suddenly came up with a way.

But in an instant, she was slightly disturbed by this method.

About to go out the door, finally turned around again.

Looking at the thin body that was sleeping under the quilt, with almost no silhouette, Di Xing's eyes could not help but slowly move to that face.

Pale, fragile, and extremely helpless.

But it also shows a different kind of beauty.

Now that He Qing is married to someone else, Zhu Yan is alone, and her injury is so serious, no one cares if she doesn't care.

She Di Xing has always been affectionate, seeing this woman in such a distressed state, is it her style to ignore it?

Looking at that face, Di Xing felt his heart beating up and down.

With a heartbeat, he swallowed the medicinal juice and fed it into Zhuyan's mouth.

After finishing the medicine at last, I remembered another matter that the doctor told me.

Di Xing gritted his teeth, lifted the quilt, and removed the clothes from the wound.

She closed her eyes as she did this, then froze.

It's not that I don't know what to do next, it's just that I can't open my eyes or stretch out my hands.

Even if she is as passionate as she is, this scene can't help but make her face hot.

However, it doesn't work without medicine.

Di Xing squeezed the medicine bottle until it became hot. Di Xing opened his eyes, and there were many fine beads of sweat on his forehead. After hesitating for a long time, he finally helped to take the medicine.

Di Xing finished taking the medicine while holding his breath, looked at it for a while unconsciously, and then realized his offensive stare, and left the room as if fleeing.

Just taking it internally and applying it externally, another half a month passed.

Right now Di Xing is doing these things very smoothly.

Her efforts were not in vain, Zhuyan's complexion gradually improved, and her breath became stronger.

And... the wound is gradually healing.

Everything is going in the right direction, except...

While applying the ointment, Di Xing unconsciously lost his mind.

Many images came to mind.

In that picture, she savored the person lying on the bed carefully.

"Um……"

Suddenly a soft groan came into his ears, and Di Xing regained his sanity all of a sudden.

It was only then that she discovered that she had made a mess unconsciously.

Immediately withdrew his hand, Di Xing nervously looked at Zhuyan's face.

I saw that Zhuyan's face was reddish, but he didn't intend to wake up.

Di Xing looked at the blush on that pale face, thinking about the weak moan like a young animal just now, his eyes gradually shifted to those lips.

Those lips didn't have much blood color, but they looked so vivid and eye-catching...

Di Xing just bent down like that. Seeing that there was still an inch away, she suddenly woke up.

Slapping herself hard, she reapplied the medicine for Zhuyan, and then opened the door to go out.

Sitting alone in the room, Di Xing kept blaming himself for thinking about Zhuyan, for...

But that blushing face and weak moaning lingered in her mind, and she gradually came up with other thoughts.

Congratulations can do it, why can't she?

Inexplicably comparing himself with He Qing, Di Xing felt an inexplicable unwillingness.

With that kind of reluctance, Di Xing had a sudden impulse to take Zhuyan as his own.

The next day, Di Xing pushed the door open and entered, still thinking about it in his heart.

But the sight she saw stunned her.

Zhuyan was sitting at the table, looking out the window in a daze.

There was some blood on her face, but her expression was ethereal and her eyes were dull, as if she was about to fly away from Di Xing.

Di Xing's heart trembled unceasingly because of the scene in front of him.

Zhuyan was only wearing a thin white tunic, her long hair hung softly on her shoulders, her expression was fragile and confused, which made her face extraordinarily clean and pure.

No matter how hard Di Xing tried, he couldn't take his eyes off that face.

She clenched and loosened her palms, and finally took two steps towards Zhuyan.

"You, what's wrong with you right now?"

However, Zhuyan didn't answer her at all.

"If you need anything, you can tell me."

Di Xing took another step forward.

Zhuyan still didn't respond, just looked out of the window.

Di Xing looked out of the window, and there was a pear tree outside, with pear blossoms all over the branches.

"Do you like pear blossoms?" Di Xing asked again.

In the end, he didn't get any answer, and Di Xing also kept his mouth shut and didn't ask any more questions. He just looked at the side face and couldn't look away for a long time.

After Zhuyan woke up, Di Xing was delighted.

But in turn, I found that Chasing Flame was not quite right.

She didn't respond to the outside world at all, no matter what she said, Zhuyan never responded, never even looked at her, just sat at the table and looked at the pear blossom every day.

These days lasted for more than ten days, and Di Xing invited the doctor again.

"Since she woke up, the internal and external medicines have been stopped, do you want to continue using them?"

The doctor shook his head, "Since you have woken up, you should not use more medicine. Although the medicine is effective, it is too much."

"But she looks like this now, so what should I do?"

The doctor looked at her, "If I knew today, why bother, your wife had a heart attack."

Heart disease?

about what?About who?

It took almost no effort to think of the answer.

Di Xing's lips curled up.

Sending off the doctor, Di Xing looked at Zhuyan's appearance again, feeling sore and cold in his heart.

She is no longer close to Zhuyan, although some thoughts are about to move, but she always just looks at her from afar and takes care of her in due course.

Until this day two months later.

The sky suddenly began to rain again.

Di Xing habitually looked at the window, but he didn't see that figure.

Pushing open the door and entering, Zhuyan sat at the table, but half-bent, rubbing her knees, as if it was very uncomfortable there.

Looking at the rain outside the window, Di Xing understood somewhat.

Zhuyan kept rubbing and frowning.

Di Xing kept watching, but he didn't step forward to help.

She wanted to take a few steps over to rub her sore and sore knee.

I don't want to.

Zhuyan moved unconsciously, but it had no effect.

Suddenly felt a chill in his body, so he had to stand up and wanted to go back to bed and lie down.

Her legs were astringent due to the rainy weather, and she was about to fall suddenly at this stop.

He hurriedly supported the table, and the books on the table were immediately swept to the ground.

Looking at those books, Zhuyan fixed his eyes for a moment, and suddenly regained a little consciousness.

She knelt down slowly, picked up those books one by one.

Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared in front of her, helping her pick up those books.

"Hold it." Seeing that she suddenly cared about these books, Di Xing handed them to her.

The tone and attitude are not lacking in coldness.Because of her awkward mood.

For a moment, Zhuyan looked up at Di Xing.

"It's you."

It was the one who helped her pick up the books.

It was the one who warmed her body in the rain and cold.

It was the one she loved deeply.

She misses her so much.

Di Xing looked at Zhuyan with a glint in his eyes.

Her throat was dry, and she said, "You..."

Zhuyan felt that she hadn't gotten that kind of warmth for a long time, and right now, she wanted that kind of warmth.

Di Xing cast a shadow in front of his eyes, and there was warmth from his lips.

The man kissed her lips and the side of her face lightly, then looked at her again with a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Di Xing's brain was swollen, his breathing was heavy, his fingers trembled slightly, and he wanted to push away.

The next second, his hand was placed on the opponent's waist, feeling the warm skin, Di Xing couldn't help gritting his teeth.

Seeing her not moving for a long time, Zhuyan felt a little wronged in his heart, raised his head and kissed her chin again.

When Di Xing met those pure eyes full of affection, he felt a surge of enthusiasm in his heart.

Suddenly, she put her arms around her neck with both hands, her lips were tightly pursed, and everything was finally unstoppable.

That crazy idea.

That urge to possess.

Can't contain it.

While venting his enthusiasm on that body, while carefully watching Zhuyan's reaction, Di Xing felt that something was full of excitement in his heart.

The way Zhuyan looked at her made her feel satisfied and happy, and she couldn't help but want to make her more comfortable and more out of control.

From day to night, entangled for a long time.

Seeing that Zhuyan was so tired that he fell asleep, Di Xing smiled.

This person is hers.

Those awkward emotions went away quickly, Di Xing naturally helped Zhuyan massage her sore knee, pressed and pressed, and unconsciously did the opposite of her own mind, doing a lot to make Zhuyan tired thing.

Days start to get repetitive.

Help Zhuyan massage the body to relieve soreness and make Zhuyan more sore.

Repeat between the two.

In the end, with the passing of the rainy season, there was only one thing left between the two.

The thing that happened day and night.

Di Xing looked at her fieryly, with sweat dripping on Zhuyan's face, "Are you still not talking?"

Sometimes Di Xing doesn't understand, whether Zhuyan knows all this now.

She obviously had such a vivid reaction and accepted her so happily, but she still didn't say a word.

Moreover, once she lost the physical contact, she looked at her again with that dazed look.

The so-called lost eyes means that she is not in the eyes.

Like, don't know her at all.

But how could it be?

Isn't the look in her eyes the same as hers?

Di Xing was obsessed with this seemingly pleasing feeling.

Difficult to extricate themselves.

It doesn't matter if Zhuyan doesn't speak.

As long as those eyes look at her so intently and persistently, that's enough.

One does not speak, and the other indulges in the status quo.

So the relationship between the two lasted for a long time.

Half a year later, the two are like a married couple.

Di Xing is pleased with Zhuyan's changes.

She began to respond to her movements.

When he waited quietly without speaking, his eyes gradually became less confused.

Di Xing thinks this is a good change.

However, the development of things was beyond her expectation.