Xianzun is collapsing every day

Ye Tingjiang slowly opened his eyes. Through the water vapor, the boy's face was pale, with blood on the corners of his lips, and his clothes were stained with bright red, making him look thinner and more fragile.

If it wasn't for Fuyan's "Xianjun" that woke him up in time and stopped him in time, the powerful spiritual pressure might have directly killed the young man on the spot.

Ye Tingjiang's eyes sank slightly, and when he spoke, his voice was lower than usual: "Why are you here?"

Although the coercion has been removed, the stuffy feeling in Mu Chuihan's chest is still there. After adjusting his breathing for a long time, he managed to show a weak smile, and spoke intermittently: "I thought that there is no restriction at the door, so you can enter. ..."

Who knew that I almost gave my life here just now!

Otherwise, if someone knows, the incarnation of Yuelin Immortal Venerable was crushed by spiritual power and died violently because he tried to peep at a man taking a bath, and it will be laughed out loud for hundreds of years in the cultivation world.

As expected of Mr. Tingyun, what a dangerous man!

Ye Tingjiang had already changed into neat black clothes, and Lingyu disappeared in place.He resumed his usual indifferent expression, and said: "This is indeed my lack of consideration. Usually there are only me and Xiaoyou on this peak, and I didn't expect you to come."

He raised his hand slightly, and the spiritual power that came this time was as gentle as a spring breeze.Immediately, Mu Chuihan felt much better.

Mu Chuihan wiped away the blood on his lips with his sleeve, his life was guaranteed, and he began to wonder about things he shouldn't be curious about: "Where are the former outer disciples?"

Wouldn't Mr. Tingyun also fight one at a time?

Ye Tingjiang paused: "They usually don't approach me."

The implication is that he is the only one who dares to bother him if he has nothing to do.

Mu Chuihan smiled awkwardly: "Xianjun, I originally wanted to bring you dinner."

Ye Tingjiang said: "No need, I have been fasting for a long time."

Mu Chuihan's face turned pale again, he covered his chest and coughed twice, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I don't know, I didn't mean to disturb Xianjun, nor did I mean to see you... "

He bit his lip, not daring to speak.

I was very happy in my heart. Although I couldn't see it clearly just now, I can confirm that Ting Yunjun's figure is really good. He has come here all the time. I'm afraid it will be difficult to end if he can't sleep.

Ye Tingjiang subconsciously closed his clothes, and then said: "It's an unintentional mistake, so there's no need to mention it."

Mu Chuihan felt that Ye Tingjiang's embarrassment was beyond words, so he obediently changed the subject, fixed his eyes on Ye Tingjiang, and expressed his hope: "Then Xianjun, would you like to try my cooking? I am at the outer gate I heard that these ingredients containing spiritual energy can also be eaten by people who live in bigu."

He spoke every word carefully, with blood stains on his sleeves and collar, always reminding Ye Tingjiang what he did to this helpless young man just now.

Ye Ting Jiang Dun couldn't bear it, so he also took a step back: "Okay."

Mu Chuihan immediately showed a bright smile, and returned to the table excitedly.

But after a long time, the long-standing food has lost its heat, and the mouth-watering aroma has also dissipated.

He showed disappointment: "Xianjun, it's cold... why don't I do it again."

"It's okay." Ye Tingjiang stopped his movement, picked up a slice of lotus root with chopsticks, chewed it for a while, and said, "It tastes good."

"Really?" Mu Chuihan immediately climbed up the pole: "From then on, I will do it for Xianjun every day!"

"That's not necessary." Ye Tingjiang said: "I'm used to fasting."

"Then how can I do that?" Mu Chuihan tried to instill in him the fallacy: "Cultivators are human too, wouldn't it be hard for Xianjun to do this to himself?"

Ye Tingjiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He originally wanted to explain that this was just his own practice habit, but after thinking about it, he changed his sentence: "Fuyan, I just met today. I'm very happy that you can let go of your guard and show your true self in front of me. temper."

He was obviously referring to Mu Chuihan's inadvertent expression of true feelings when he berated the kitty.

Mu Chuihan shivered: "I am now too?"

Ye Tingjiang shook his head and said, "No, you are flattering me."

Mu Chuanhan: "..."

Mr. Ting Yun is very sharp at this time.

Ye Tingjiang said: "I told you earlier, just be yourself. You don't have to think about me, and you don't have to cook for me, and I don't need it."

Although Mu Chuihan was indeed approaching Ye Tingjiang purposefully, he would never admit it.He immediately said seriously: "No, I am sincere in front of Xianjun now. Because Xianjun has recreated me, I want to treat Xianjun well."

If Xianjun agrees, he still wants to be "better".

Ye Tingjiang spoke, as if to refute his words.Mu Chuihan reacted much faster at this time, covered his lips with his sleeve, and coughed again, drowning out Ye Tingjiang's voice.

After coughing, he became a little weaker again, his eyes glistened with water: "Xianjun, do you want to try this asparagus again?"

Don't talk, eat vegetables.

Ye Tingjiang was stunned for a moment, and in the end he actually picked up a piece of asparagus after hearing Mu Chuihan's words.For the next time, the two of them were silent in tacit understanding, and they just passed the meal like this.

From the outside, it seems to be quite a warm scene.

Ye Tingjiang's dishes were almost all bland, and Mu Chuihan took note of his taste, and he took care of all the spicy dishes on the other side.

Of course, I still sip when I eat, try to maintain my little image, and turn my head and cough a few times from time to time.

Ye Tingjiang finally put down his chopsticks, and Mu Chuihan, who had been paying attention to his movements, immediately stopped his movements and sat upright.

Ye Tingjiang pondered for a long time and asked, "Is the injury just now serious?"

Good guy!Mu Chuihan was ecstatic in his heart, Ye Tingjiang was obviously feeling guilty!

"It's okay." Mu Chuihan said softly, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it should be fine."

"Should", "nothing", every word contains uncertain meaning.Rounding up means "I'm getting serious, come and care about me".

Ye Tingjiang really took the bait, and frowned: "It's okay, why do you always cough?"

Mu Chuihan insisted: "It will be fine in a few days."

In fact, half of the cough was faked by him, and the other half was indeed the sequelae just now.Ye Tingjiang's spiritual pressure came fiercely, and he stopped too late. Although he was healed by his spiritual power later, Ye Tingjiang was not a medical practitioner after all, and his ability to beat people was much better than healing people.

Ye Tingjiang disagreed: "Linxianzong does not lack medical practitioners, I will find someone to show you right now."

"No, Xianjun..." Mu Chuihan seemed to be very anxious, and grabbed Ye Tingjiang's sleeve: "I'm afraid that the doctor will diagnose my constitution..."

Ye Tingjiang also immediately thought that he was almost reckless, and he looked ashamed again.

This expression caught Mu Chuihan's heart, and he pushed the boat forward: "Xianjun, I just need to cultivate for a few days."

This drags the wound to heal slowly, so Mr. Tingyun will come to see him every day.

"Alright." Ye Tingjiang nodded: "I will find nourishing medicinal materials for you, and you can just rest in your room for a few days."

Mu Chuanhan nodded obediently.

Ye Tingjiang also didn't want the wounded to clean up the dishes, so he cast a cleaning spell himself, and the dishes were as clean as new.

Mu Chuihan opened his eyes wide at the right time: "Xianjun is so powerful!"

At this moment, Ye Tingjiang is much gentler than before: "You practice hard, these are not difficult."

"Yeah." Mu Chuihan nodded cheerfully, and the quick movement brought out several muffled coughs.He laughed and said, "As long as Xianjun is willing to teach me!"

Ye Tingjiang smiled helplessly, sent him back to the room, and turned away by himself.

Considering Mu Chuihan's injury, he didn't even get to the bottom of why he could live so close to him.

As soon as Ye Tingjiang closed the door and left, the bright smile on Mu Chuihan's face gradually faded away.

He lay on the bed, resting his arms on his pillow, staring at the roof in thought.

His injuries were minor injuries in the final analysis.There are many kinds of injuries encountered during the cultivation of the body, and he doesn't take it to heart.

What really deserves attention is Ye Tingjiang.

A monk who asked about his state of mind, why didn't he notice when he invaded the room, and didn't release the spiritual pressure until he stood there for a long time?It was almost impossible to get it back.

He was still wearing a middle coat in the spiritual bath, except for the ridiculous reason of guarding himself, at least he couldn't be taking a bath.

Mu Chuihan still hadn't forgotten Ye Tingjiang's meditation posture at that time.

He could conclude that Ye Tingjiang's current crisis was ten thousand times more dangerous than his.