Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

After they left for a long time, the weed pile not far away suddenly shook a few times, and Chu Lian, who had disappeared, stumbled and stood up from inside. She scanned the surrounding area to confirm that there was no one there. Just turned around and left here.

Walking all the way, until she completely left the town, the embarrassed woman stopped pale and leaned against a tree to apply medicine for herself.

She was seriously injured. Apart from internal injuries, the burnt part of her neck was even more painful.

"Thank you."

She avoided Chu Huan just now by relying on the system to hide his aura. If not, she doesn't know whether she is dead or alive right now.

The system didn't pay attention to this thank you, and just said intermittently: "Executor, Chu Huan is injured, if you spread this, it will definitely attract some people,? Since he is a demon king, then he is an enemy. …”

The current sound sometimes disappears, as if it will disappear in the next second.

After hearing this sentence, Chu Lian's movements paused for a moment, and he replied with a hidden expression on his face for a while, "Okay."

The shadows from the trees beside her covered most of her face, making it a little more hideous for no reason.

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At the same time, in a remote house, Chu Huan was sitting on the side of the bed bandaging Xiao Zhuo's injured back of his hand. What caused Xiao Zhuo to lose consciousness was just some medicine, and he was easily forced out of his body.

The visitor didn't seem to intend to hurt Xiao Zhuo, but just wanted to take him away.

Thinking of this, Chu Huan's eyes flashed a little thought. When he saw the woman's face, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. The two seemed to be familiar with each other, but on top of that, there was a little repulsion, a vague feeling The few pictures that I glimpsed in between were extremely chaotic.

In the ruined temple, a half-grown girl walked behind him with a dirty body and a mischievous smile on her face.

Then, outside a pavilion, a woman pointed at him with a sword, her eyes full of resentment...

Put together, it is a contradiction.

Turn against each other?

Chu Huan frowned, raised a hand and rubbed the painful forehead, the trauma in his consciousness has always existed, even though his consciousness has recovered a little, but the memory seems to be blocked by something, and he can't break through That fog.

Now that breach appears to have appeared.

"Well."

The person leaning on the bed suddenly let out a muffled snort, and the slight movement drew Chu Huan's attention, interrupting his previous thoughts.

People still haven't woken up.

Chu Huan glanced down at the unconscious man in front of him, looked at Xiao Zhuo's unbandaged hands, bowed his head again and tied a knot in the fine cloth that had not been bandaged just now, then half-embraced him and removed the bedding behind him. put it down.

It is only a matter of time before the person in front of him wakes up, but there is nothing serious about it.

After doing this, Chu Huan stood aside and did not leave immediately. He took a close look at the unconscious man, and then raised his hand to glance at the black jade ring on his finger.

The headache that had been aching since just now made his expression a little more impatient, and his calm face made people dare not get close.

After standing still for a while, Chu Huan turned and walked to the door.

The bamboo in the courtyard swayed, and then a few not so withered and yellow bamboo leaves fell with the wind. Chu Huan glanced down, then retracted his gaze again, and looked up into the distance.

That direction is Tian Yanzong.

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