Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

Luo Zhiyu Yujian brought Mo Wenshuang back to Qingfeng Pavilion, but there was no one there, not even the disciples that the Zhuang family had arranged to follow the Marquis.

As soon as the two entered Mo Wenshuang's guest room, Luo Zhiyu was gently pushed out by him, and the door was closed by a gust of breeze.

Luo Zhiyu was taken aback for a moment, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, he set up an enchantment!At the same time, there was a sound of closing the latch.

This…

"Master Shuang, why did you stop me?" Luo Zhiyu knew that the barrier Mo Wenshuang set up was useless to him. He asked why several times, but he didn't get an answer.But Mo Wenshuang obviously knew the reason.When he heard the sound of the door latch, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"I know, you don't want someone to meddle in your business. But after all, I am a doctor. Even if you can use spiritual power to repair it, I can't do nothing." He took out a bottle of medicine and put it at the door. , remember to use it!"

After a pause, there was no sound in the room, and no one opened the door to get the medicine. Luo Zhiyu sighed and turned to leave.

"Kang Dang"

The sound of something falling.

"What's wrong? Young Master Shuang?" He patted on the door with some concern.

The sound of small friction and collision of things rang out from time to time.Luo Zhiyu patted on the door for a while, but no one paid any attention, so he left resentfully.

At this time, Mo Wenshuang in the room was half-kneeling on the ground, shaking uncontrollably all over, sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, and fine beads of sweat covered his entire face.

The clenched teeth caused the meridians on the neck to swell, which was sudden and terrifying.

The bones of his whole body seemed to be eaten by thousands of insects, endlessly swelled and numb, and seemed to be squeezed by gravity, an unbearable dull oppression.

The wound on the shoulder was bleeding like a stream.

From the moment he entered the room, Mo Wenshuang let go of all his spiritual power, releasing the tingling sensation that would make him unable to stand still, he staggered and knocked over the table, and managed to stabilize himself in a copper cup of melons and fruits body.

Ignoring Luo Zhiyu's concern, his eyes were dark and red with tears.

The more unbearable numbness made him powerless, his face was pale, and he collapsed on the ground trembling.

"It's not enough..." When he was about to be confused, Qingruan repeated repeatedly, "Not enough...not enough..."

Luo Zhiyu returned to Wuqiong Forest and found the location of the disciples of the Mo Clan's Immortal Sect.Seeing that everyone was casually accepting some evil spirits, they chatted together in small groups, and occasionally crushed an unattractive little monster to death.

The first immortal sect is the first immortal sect.Along the way, the other immortal sects have been tossed hard by the evil spirits here, and countless people have been injured. It seems that they still can't reach home.Luo Zhiyu pondered in his heart.

He still remembered that Mo Wenxue confessed that he wanted to hunt a hundred evil spirits, and he swiftly took the sword and started to kill them.

Seeing Luo Zhiyu's Shen Wulan from afar looked at him holding a sword like a whip, and burst out laughing.Walk towards him.

"Brother, are you pestering Mr. Shuang to bully him again? It's been so long since you came here."

"It's really being bullied!" Luo Zhiyu turned his wrist quickly, and hit a spirit monster with his sword. Shen Wulan was a little surprised by the strength.

"What do you mean?"

"I want to know what happened 15 years ago." Luo Zhiyu struck again with his sword, killing a fleeing basilisk on the spot.

"Perhaps, the crux of Mr. Shuang was just 15 years ago." He swung the wooden sword with his wrist.

This was Mo Wenshuang's inadvertent habit every time he retracted his whip.

Shen Wulan thought that he felt that the way of pulling the whip was very graceful, so she also imitated the graceful manner, and smiled slightly: Children always like to imitate the behavior of adults.

"You said, I'm so excited to grind Master Xue, will he tell me something?" Luo Zhiyu asked, and said to himself, "Maybe, I can ask Master Meng, he definitely knows .”

If it weren't for Zhuang Yan being so arrogant, he could even ask Mr. Shuang about his ingratiating attitude.

"I don't know if Uncle Duan can tell me something?" He had already turned his wrist countless times, and the sword was scratched by the spiritual power that he unknowingly sent out, and many spirits were scratched.

Seeing that he only wounded but not killed, the other Xianzong disciples picked up a bargain and put it in their own copper brake.

"Master...you, why do you care so much about Mr. Shuang." Shen Wulan had never seen him caring so much about anyone.

"Call me senior brother. Let me ask you, when you see Young Master Shuang, do you feel that he is so pitiful!" Luo Zhiyu chased a spirit monster and quickly killed him.

Shen Wulan nodded and followed: "I felt this way when I first met him."

"After contacting for so long, has anything changed?"

"No, on the contrary, the more times we get along, the more I feel that this person is too, too much in need of company."

"We both think the same thing. In fact, every time the two of us run to Fang Fei, there will be a gleam of happiness in his eyes."

Shen Wulan nodded.

"But he has always refused to let you and me get pulses, and now he still doesn't want to tell Master Fengxue when he is sick. He obviously doesn't have a cold, so let's not talk about his discomfort. This morning, he couldn't hide it. He just told his two brothers that he is not used to here. climate. I suspect he has an undisclosed disease that no one knows about."

Shen Wulan carefully analyzed what he said, but did not respond immediately.Luo Zhiyu was also lost in thought.

At this time, the two had already moved away from the group of disciples of the Mo Family Immortal Sect, and a disgusted scolding sound broke their silence.

"Zhuang Shaozun, please be careful!"

Luo Zhiyu regained consciousness, pulled Shen Wulan and said, "Duan Ranqing?"

"Where did I not pay attention to propriety? It was because I supported you just now that you were not bitten by that spider monster. Otherwise, your pretty little face would be ruined if its venom spewed out. "

There was arrogance in this molesting voice, and Luo Zhiyu became angry when he heard it: "Zhuang Yan!"

Behind a thick tree, Duan Ranqing was forced to cling to the trunk by Zhuang Yan, with a panicked expression on her face.

"No wonder everyone said that Master Duan regards his daughter as a treasure. When I saw her today, I finally understood. Who would want to protect Sister Qing with her beauty?"

"You, stay away from me!" Duan Ranqing's voice trembled.

"I can't bear to stay away~" Zhuang Yan raised his hand to touch her face.

"Ah!" Before touching her face, Zhuang Yan was hit by a stone in his hand, and he shuddered in pain.Duan Ranqing took the opportunity to escape from him.

"Sister Qing, come here." Luo Zhiyu protected her behind him, and looked at Zhuang Yan with disdain, "Is it Lie Sha? Or Lie Yan! Young Master is so elegant, this place is full of smog and evil spirits, isn't it?" Fighting is bullying weak women! It really opened my eyes as a newcomer to the immortal world! Did Feiling Realm ask us to learn this ethos?"

"Heh!" Zhuang Yan sneered, "It's you again! Why, you're not just being that dumb dog's leg?"

"Keep your mouth clean!" Luo Zhiyu growled.

Originally, there were some people hunting evil spirits here, but they turned a blind eye to Zhuang Yan's molesting Duan Ranqing and left in a hurry, but now they saw that there were arrows raging here, and they walked faster.

"The defeated dog, I don't even want to look at it." Zhuang Yan rubbed his red hand, "Hurry up, don't prevent me from talking with Sister Qing, otherwise, you beat the first immortal sect master for no reason." Your honor's crime is not a small one."

"Do you really think it's okay if Mr. Shuang doesn't care about you? I'm not afraid of causing trouble! It doesn't matter if I bear the crime of beating the first young master, but you have to bear the responsibility!" Luo Zhi Yu's hand holding the sword creaked.

Shen Wulan didn't know what happened, but it was only a matter of time before she came out.But at this moment, he knew that he must not conflict with Zhuang Yan.

"Calm down."

"Sister?? Why are you here?" Duan Heng shouted while running.

When Duan Ranqing saw Duan Heng with an eager expression, her eye circles instantly turned red, and she went up to her: "Just now I was chasing a spirit monster, I was too focused, and I got separated from you and father, fortunately, fortunately, I met Brother Luo and Brother Shen."

Zhuang Yan coughed arrogantly.

Duan Heng saluted and said hello, he lazily agreed, turned his head and left.

Duan Ranqing didn't talk about being molested by him, it wasn't because she felt ashamed, but because she didn't want her brother to worry about it, because it was not worth it if it caused two quarrels with such an innocuous matter.

Luo Zhiyu gritted his teeth, very puzzled, are all immortal cultivators so open-minded?He's the only one who wants to care about everything?Why does this kind of person have to tolerate him in every possible way?

Isn't this helping the evildoer and fueling his evil tendencies?

I'm afraid that the No. [-] Immortal Sect in this name will retaliate in private, right?OK, I'm not afraid!

Luo Zhiyu chased after Zhuang Yan, but Shen Wulan couldn't stop him seeing his aggressiveness.

"Luo Zhiyu, Luo Zhiyu! I know what you want to do! I know you can't understand him acting recklessly with his power, but you have to know that he doesn't just treat you like this, he treats everyone Everyone is like this!"

"There is only one person who can make him change his temper!"

"Yes, but that person must not be you!"

"Why!"

"We are here to hunt evil, don't cause trouble, bear with it, just three days!"

"I have to let him return the sword to feel relieved!"

"what?"

"Shen Wulan, if I get rid of him, and he wants to get involved with the Mo Clan's Immortal Sect, I will withdraw from the sect right away! I will bear the consequences for what I do, and I will definitely not cause any damage to the Immortal Sect."

"What did Zhuang Yan do to Young Master Shuang? To make you so angry?"

Luo Zhiyu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Why, can't you tell me?" Luo Zhiyu and him have always talked about everything without hiding anything.

"Young Master Shuang probably doesn't want people to know about it. He lied about having a cold, and if you find out about it, it seems like you're blaming me."

Shen Wulan watched Luo Zhiyu mention the tenderness in Mo Wenshuang's eyes, and felt a little strange.

"We've been playing together for ten years." He didn't know how to describe the feeling at that moment. Ten years is so long, and we have known each other for a long time. Now Luo Zhiyu will treat him because of some actions of a person he doesn't know very well. Concealing something, a little sour, "You know, I never say anything nonsense. I just hope that I can help you, and I always have."

"Brother Shen..." Luo Zhiyu clenched his fists, "Don't think too much, I just, I don't know why, I don't want Mr. Shuang to be unhappy at all. I don't want him to be unhappy at all. I really want to Take care of him, just like you always protect and care about me."

Shen Wulan looked at Luo Zhiyu's extremely serious expression, clear and penetrating eyes, nodded, and smiled: "Maybe it's hit like old friends at first sight. I also like Mr. Shuang very much."

There is still a little imbalance, but it is a good thing that this guy can have more friends!

"Master Shuang was stabbed in the shoulder by Zhuang Yan, and he refused to let me heal him." Luo Zhiyu still told him.

Shen Wulan was startled, and then guessed that it was Zhuang Yan who started the trouble.

"Mr. Shuang's cultivation is so good, he will repair it by himself, don't worry." He comforted.