The decent boss always wants to attack me

Is the little ancestor's cleanliness gone?

No, didn't he change his clothes? Why should he change his medicine now?

His heartfelt words were written all over his face, and the boy said calmly, "I'm inconvenient for the injury on my back."

Bai Ting's heart tightened when he heard that, that is to say, the sword wound on his back was covered with clothes without medicine?

When he tremblingly pulled off Chu Xiu's clothes layer by layer, the hideous scars all over his back came into his eyes.

Whip, burn, criss-cross.

Now there are new sword wounds added.

He gently took off Chu Xiu's clothes, and the flesh and the inner clothes were indeed stuck together, and with a little force, the blood gushed out crazily.

With the movement of his hands, the boy's body trembled, but he didn't make a sound.

This is a long process.

Bai Qing carefully sprinkled the milky white powder on the wound, and the skin on the boy's back trembled uncontrollably.

Beads of sweat covered the whole body.

Bai Qing wanted to distract him, but didn't know what to say for a while.

The first thing I said was: 'I'm sorry'.

The action of applying the medicine in his hands didn't stop, Bai Qing couldn't bear to look at Chu Xiu's injuries, so he just mechanically applied the ointment on the white gauze.

I'm sorry, I never cared about Chu Xiu's feelings, and only regarded him as a mission object without emotion.

When his fingertips touched those scars, and when he saw the young man enduring the severe pain but holding back his silence, he really felt that Chu Xiu was a person with real emotions.

He also hurts.

Chu Xiu went up and down the mountain, and rescued him without saying a word even though he was wounded.

Even because of him, he confronted a cultivator with a Golden Core cultivation base for several hours.

He is not heartless.

No one would treat him well for no reason, but it would be ridiculous to take such kindness for granted.

Bai Qing carefully wrapped the strip of thin cloth soaked in ointment around Chu Xiu's body, and whispered to himself again.

"I'm sorry, Chu Xiu."

Hearing Bai Qing's non-stop apology, the young man laughed silently several times, his eyes became darker and darker.

His expression was gloomy, his thumb clasped tightly on the second joint of his index finger, so hard that it turned white.

Chu Xiu hated this sentence.

Like laughing at his stupidity, but also like sympathizing with him.

In the end, he just said softly, "Bai Qing, I am willing."

Blackening value +5.

The young master silently watched the blackening value rise.

He still doesn't understand.

But apologizing was what he wanted to say from the bottom of his heart. He didn't regret it, nor did he want to change his words, let alone deliberately cater to Chu Xiu.

After Bai Qing treated the wound on Chu Xiu's body, he said softly, "I'll go to the Hanling Palace to give the teacher respect tea, and I'll come back to see you later."

The boy didn't answer.

Bai Qing looked at him for a while, then got up to leave, but someone grabbed his wrist again.

"I will go with you."

The young master turned his head, and happened to meet Chu Xiu's clear amber eyes.

It can't be seen that his blackening value has risen just now.

He was taken aback for a moment, then turned to help Chu Xiu up, and said softly, "Okay."

True disciples should also go to the Hanling Hall to offer tea.

There are only 3 minutes left for the experience card.

Bai Qing stretched out his hand and touched Chu Xiu's eyebrows, a light blue halo lingered around his fingertips: "Han Ling Palace."

Chu Xiu closed his eyes cooperatively, and the path of the entire Qiwu Gate appeared in his mind. In the blink of an eye, the young master had already memorized the ready-made planar map in his heart.

He wrapped the young man in his arms and made a tactic with one hand, and the two disappeared from the house at the same time.

Shrink to size.

When they appeared at the gate of Hanling Hall, the young man's expression was very bad.

He realized that Bai Qing had indeed recovered his spiritual root.

The young master thought his wound hurt, rubbed his head, and asked him, "Can you bear it?"

Chu Xiu comforted him with a smile, "I'm fine."

It's not a real joke, but the comfort is real.

There was no wave in Bai Qing's eyes, and his voice was still soft: "After the tea ceremony is over, we will go back."

The fingertips on his wrist tightened, and then returned to normal, the boy smiled and nodded.

The young master supported Chu Xiu all the way into the hall, his legs were trembling when he went up the stairs, but he tried his best to straighten his body, and didn't want to use Bai Qing's support.

Bai Qing said nothing.

The moment he entered the palace, he made up his mind to press the young man's shoulders, and the surging spiritual power passed from his palm into Chu Xiu's body.

He didn't know what it would do, but every time Chu Xiu used his spiritual energy, he felt less pain.

When there were only a few seconds left in the trial card, he withdrew his hand, and the pain in his left rib that was about to break made him suddenly change his expression.

Only then did he deeply realize how different the body of a cultivator is from an ordinary person.

Fortunately, Chu Xiu looked better after being drained of his spiritual power.

Shuang Zun was the same as last time, still sitting in the hall, but his eyes were sophisticated, as if he wanted to see the two of them clearly.

The eldest young master went to offer him tea with a pale face, and offered him two cups in a row.

Shuang Zun raised his eyelids: "What are you doing?"

Bai Qing pursed his lips and said, "Junior brother is seriously injured, it's inconvenient."

Shuang Zun laughed angrily at his tiger-wolf rhetoric, he had never seen that Jingshi Tea could do it for him.

He looked at Bai Qing carefully, and when he hooked his fingers, a jade-colored soft light gushed out from his fingertips, heading straight towards his left rib.

This force was too tyrannical, and he had no strength to resist, and immediately fell to the ground on one knee in pain, panting heavily.

A white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, the Eldest Young Master raised his eyes with difficulty, and saw that the Young Ancestor was about to go up to fight Shuang Zun with his head on fire regardless of his injuries.

The main character is too strong.

Anyone dares to go up and fight.

He shouted angrily: "Come back!"

Chu Xiu would definitely not be able to meet Shuang Zun, but Shuang Zun could meet Bai Qing.

In a blink of an eye, the man in blue was already in front of him, a more turbulent light gushed out from his right hand, and slowly pushed the ball of light into Bai Qing's chest cavity.

At this moment, he heard the sound of countless bones breaking and growing again in his body.

The soft light supported his unlucky rib, helping him repair the broken bone at an extremely fast speed.

New cartilage grew out, pushing out the broken bones, and the fine bone chips took root in the flesh and blood, and were even pushed deeper by that force.

He didn't have the spiritual power to free them, so he could only grit his teeth and endure.

Does it hurt?

The pain was so bad that he was dying.

Sensing that he was wrong, Shuang Zun suddenly let go of his hand and pulled that force away.

The soft meat at the base of his tongue was dripping with blood from his bite, and his eyes turned black for a while, but he still stood up and made a show: "Thank you...Master...for healing the disciple."

Shuang Zun looked at him for a long time, and couldn't bear it flashed in his eyes, and finally he followed his words and said: "Feng Song's hands are a little heavier."

A cold sweat broke out on Bai Qing's back, he took a breath in a low voice, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "It is the disciple who took the initiative to compete with him, and his skills are not as good as others."

After he finished speaking, he slowly straightened up and glared at Chu Xiu.

Fortunately, the boy was quite clever, so he didn't wait for him to go over and pull him.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't stand anymore.

Shuang Zun didn't seem to mind that Chu Xiu made a sudden attack on him just now, but now he is more interested in Bai Qing.

He said to Chu Xiu, "Go back."

The little ancestor stood beside Bai Qing without moving.

Shuang Zun thought it was a bit funny, a few years ago Chu Xiu was still indifferent to everyone, but now he is inseparable from Bai Qing like a bodyguard.

What is he missing?

The young master lowered his eyes and coughed a few times, swallowing several mouthfuls of bloody saliva, he didn't raise his head, his voice was the same as usual, nothing unusual could be heard.

"I'll find you later."

Hearing this, the little ancestor's stubborn temper came up again, and he didn't move, with an expression that you would never come.

Bai Qing took a deep breath, leaned close to Chu Xiu's ear and whispered, "Wait for me in the bedroom."

Chu Xiu's eyes sank, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him, the person in front of him was smiling and blinking at him, he hesitated in his heart.

The young master helplessly raised his hand and rubbed Chu Xiu's soft hair, and said with a soft smile, "Be obedient."

Chu Xiu went out anyway.

Some walk with the same hands and feet.

Shuang Zun laughed unkindly.

The young master watched him go away intently, the spiritual power just now must still have some effect, at least there is no need to worry about whether the little ancestor will fall down halfway.

After Chu Xiu left, silence fell between the two of them.

As soon as Shuang Zun raised his hand, the grand master's chair beside the hall moved behind Bai Qing with a whoosh.

"Aren't you tired?"

The young master raised his hand to press his left rib, the sharp pain continued.

Shuang Zun had good intentions at first, but he didn't expect that he was a mortal body, and he couldn't bear this kind of intensity of spiritual healing.

Bai Qing let go of his mind, slumped on the chair almost instantly, and buried his head very low.

Shuang Zun seemed apologetic, and held up another ball of light green soft light in his hand to push it into his body.

The eldest young master immediately woke up from fright, and he didn't allow him to refuse, the breath had entered his body.

This force is very gentle, completely different from the tyrannical force just now, it gradually merges with the body, filling every pain nerve like fine and continuous spring rain.

At least it didn't hurt that much.

Seeing that Bai Qing's face softened, Shuang Zun flicked his sleeves to signal him to follow.

Walk all the way, talk all the way.

"You have a lot of guts, you dare to come to Qiwumen like this."

Bai Qing curled his lips: "Master, that's absurd."

The ear doors on both sides of the Han Ling Hall were wide open, and Shuang Zun walked towards the jade door with the embossed green dragon behind his hands.

After walking around the corridor for about a quarter of an hour, they came to a side hall.

The soft golden gauze curtain reaches the ground, and a blue-faced white jade flower tower in the hall is particularly conspicuous. Before the collapse, there are two pillar lamps with soft light on the left and right. Charming brilliance.

One red and one blue, still shining, the Jiaotang team Dujia steaming gifts for you is very exciting.

Those who didn't know thought they had entered some dance hall.

Shuang Zun coughed a few times, raised his hand and pulled back the veils, and the hall was brightened.

There are many strange things in the hall, and the murals on the walls are also beautiful.

For example, a graceful woman who shuttles through the clouds and dances with a pipa in her arms.

Another example is that the dress is flying, and the beautiful and dignified face is stepping away on the river waves, only the beautiful fairy who looks back and looks sad in people's hearts.

wrong.

Bai Qing stood in front of a painting and looked at it carefully for a long time.

Although these paintings only outline the figure and movements of the woman as if they were screenshots, but the more you look at them, the more familiar they look.

The young master murmured: "... Luoshen?"

Shuang Zun, who was intentionally leading Bai Qing into the palace, froze in place.