The decent boss always wants to attack me

He hadn't seen Chu Xiu show such a fighting spirit for a long time.

The strong murderous intent in his eyes and that cold face are no worse than the blackened Chuxiu he saw in the ending. If it weren't for the trace of worry in his eyes when he looked at him, Bai Qing might not have dared to stop him.

"I...cough cough..."

Bai Qing looked like he was about to cough out his heart and lungs, so Chu Xiu didn't rush up immediately, but took out a handkerchief in a panic to wipe the blood that was constantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The young master raised his hand to cover Sipa, the back of his blood-stained hand was exposed to the moist air.

That hot gaze suddenly turned cold.

Bai Qing lowered his eyes wearily, and told him in a hoarse voice: "It...is a half-demon, soon..."

He stopped, pressed his chest tightly, and tried his best to suppress his desire to cough. The damn thorn awl must have pierced his lungs. He didn't feel anything just now. Now even breathing hurts so much that his teeth chatter. The air pouring in through the opening was like a velvety cold blade ruthlessly scraping through the lungs.

Chu Xiu looked at his pale face, his face sank a little, and asked back: "Half-demon?"

The young master raised his eyelids and looked, his heart skipped a few times.

Maybe Chu Xiu thought he did it on purpose, because it was a half-demon, so he was classified as a group of people by himself, and he was injured by it because he didn't kill it.

If he knew that this half-demon was Su Jiancheng.

Frost instantly covered his heart, and the young master shivered.

Pretend not to know.

Bai Qing made up his mind, stretched out his hand tremblingly to pull Chuxiu, but got no response, the little ancestor didn't reach out or help him, but frowned and waited for him to answer.

"prick."

The young master withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

That's right, the thorn in his hand will pierce Chu Xiu.

He moved his neck and leaned his body back a little: "The half-demon is the same as Feng Song...Maybe he can turn back into a human. I have already used the talisman, and it will take time to recover. Don't kill me."

This series of words made him physically and mentally exhausted, and Chu Xiu's stern face began to become several double images before his eyes.

Seeing the man get up, Bai Qing told him again: "...don't kill me."

This glance seemed to have been looking at the vicissitudes of life for so long, until Chu Xiu nodded with an extremely slight arc, he was relieved to be completely involved in the darkness.

Chu Xiu didn't like Bai Qing's advice.

Even annoying.

But he didn't refuse.

Bai Qing's persistence disturbed Chu Xiu, why did he always make himself like this?Be it a half-demon or a cultivator, does he have to put everyone in front of him?

And this monster.

Chu Xiu's irritability was fully displayed on his sword. He used the space ability several times in a row so that his spiritual power was running low, but he was so anxious that he absorbed the dirty spiritual energy from this place where the bones were not cold to deal with it.

He pierced the half-demon's eyeball with a sword, and gouged out several sword flowers in its body where vines and bones could not be distinguished.

The monster's roar nearly shattered the eardrums, and successfully made Chu Xiu hit harder, one sword after another, and the scene in front of him was Bai Qing who was almost eaten by it.

When the vine wrapped around his wrist and the barbs pierced his skin fiercely, he couldn't help but look at the man covered in blood under the tree.

It hurts.

How painful it must be for Bai Qing to be stabbed like that.

Really, really want to kill it.

The soaring smog finally dissipated, and the scene of the island was completely displayed in the eyes of everyone. A dark gray bead full of cracks hung in the air tens of feet above the ground.

It seems that the culprit of the red line in the forest is it, Mo Cong feels that it is more like a demon pill.

The disciples of Qiwumen tirelessly called their senior brother in the forest. She had already ordered the disciples of Baihunmen to search together, and Mo Cong wanted to find Bai Qing quickly than they did.

The last touch of the setting sun in the sky disappears into the clouds, and the bright moonlight rises as expected. The moon is not as bright as the sun slanting down, but it renders the island a rare tranquility.

Different from the lifeless daytime, this quietness brings some comfort and leisure.

The stars and the moon shine brightly, the Milky Way is boundless, the flickering fireflies in the forest, the slender flower bones standing up in the soft light, and the faint fragrance of stamens in the forest all tell them that there is no more beautiful island than this up.

The danger seems to be gone.

When the hem of the skirt was wet by Hua Lu and the steps were a bit heavy, Mo Cong found Bai Qing and Chu Xiu.

It took about two or three big men to hug that banyan tree.

What Mo Cong noticed was the tree, not the people, because the tree was full of fireflies, lying between the trunk and leaves, looking from a distance like little light blue lanterns hanging, dancing and twinkling in the dark night.

Her gaze was brought under the tree by those few little fireflies, and the fireflies stopped on the shoulders of the man in white who was half leaning under the tree, so Mo Cong saw them.

Bai Qing seemed to be asleep, and he looked fine.

Mo Cong was a little annoyed, if Chu Xiu had found someone earlier, why didn't he bring Bai Qing back earlier and let them search for him in the forest for half a day.

But until she walked in front of the two of them, she swallowed back all the words she was about to rush out.

Bai Qing didn't fall asleep, but passed out, and his complexion was even worse than when she left the barrier. Chu Xiuxiu grabbed his hand and helped him clean the broken thorns on his wrist.

The wide sleeve was rolled up by Chu Xiu. From the fingertips of the man to the skin covered by the sleeve robe, there were criss-crossed bloodstains. Half of the brown thorns, thick or thin, covered the whole arm. Compared with the intact skin with a little bit of white jade frost and snow, it is extremely dazzling.

Bai Qing's other hand has already been bandaged by him. Strips of silk fabric are exposed from the cuff, wrapped layer by layer to the palm, and then patiently divided into thinner straps, wrapping the fingertips in it.

Mo Cong stiffened, she rubbed her wrist, and suddenly felt that all the broken thorns were stuck in her hand, and the imaginary pain made her feel even more uncomfortable.

"Master Bai, he..."

Expected no response.

She had no choice but to stand aside and wait, watching Chu Xiu carefully clean the wound.

The broken thorns on Bai Qing's fingertips looked particularly terrifying. With every movement of Chu Xiu, she seemed to be able to see the slight trembling of Bai Qing's eyelashes, probably the pain that could be felt even in a coma.

Mo Cong found it strange, because Chu Xiu's expression was abnormally calm.

She clearly remembered the lunatic's reaction to Bai Qing's injury during the battle with the leopard demon. Even after taking care of him, her eyes were full of worry.

He went to look for Bai Qing so anxiously, but now he cleaned his wound with a blank face.

Not quite right.

"Have you seen enough?"

Mo Cong looked around, Chu Xiu was still bandaging Bai Qing's wound lightly, with a cold expression, she wondered if he was talking just now.

A dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes, and the fierce sword energy cut the soft grass in the bush into grass clippings, and the sword was stably inserted not far away.

Mo Cong: "..."

She didn't understand the meaning of Chu Xiu's move.

The cloth was wrapped around Bai Qing's fingertips, and Chu Xiu nimbly tied a knot, then stared at the man intently, as if he wanted to see him wake up.

Seeing that she didn't move, Chu Xiu frowned and said in an irritable tone, "Go."

Mo never passed.

Only then did she realize that there was a man lying in the grass.

The upper body was not wearing any clothes, and the blood in the right eye had dried up and congealed into a dark clot, which should have been blinded by someone. The sword wound on the back and Bai Qing's wrist were clearly caused by Chu Xiu.

Breathing weakly, still alive.

The warm sunshine shone on his body, like covering a bed like a cloud silk quilt. The scent of green grass and the singing of kingfishers woke Bai Qing from his sleep.

The moment the young master opened his eyes and saw Chu Xiu, he grinned.

He said, "Morning, Chu Xiu."

Then he noticed the dark circles and cold eyes of the little ancestor.

"Young Master Bai, you finally woke up!"

Bai Qing was stunned, Mo Cong had already walked quickly in front of him, the dark circles under his eyes were no less pale than Chu Xiu's, he was a little confused by their appearance.

He moved his fingertips and wanted to sit up, but the severe pain from all over his body made him turn pale, especially his ankle and left arm, which made him dare not move.

Bai squinted his eyes and found that his clothes had been changed. He stared blankly at his unlucky left arm and asked, "Isn't it broken?"

Chu Xiu said expressionlessly, "It's broken."

The young master opened his eyes wide.

What did he do, why did Chu Xiu start again?Was it really interrupted by him! ?Are you really going to be reduced to wearing prosthetic limbs?

Mo Cong saw the conversation between the two of them completely out of tune, and spoke out of sympathy: "Mr. Bai, your hand should not be broken..."

She wanted to blurt out that this lunatic took care of you all night, but fortunately she didn't say so, and said implicitly: "Young Master Chu took good care of you, so I think there won't be any major problems."

Mo Cong's words did not comfort Bai Qing at all. If it's not a big problem if he can't move at all, what is a big problem?

Resigned to his fate, the young master tried again to sit up, but was held down.

"do not move."

Come over and give him a hand!

His body flew into the air, and was gently put down again. Old Bai Qing blushed, and Chu Xiu hugged him in his arms.

Mo Cong is not surprised, the young master of the Bai family may have a broken sleeve, or maybe not, but these are insignificant. He has been injured so badly, no one can take better care of him than Chu Xiu.

She just wants to know what the hell happened.

"Master Bai, do you know him?"

Su Jiancheng was still in a coma, Mo Cong turned him over, revealing that familiar face.

Bai Qing's eyebrows twitched, and the reason for the little ancestor's facial paralysis became clear again. In order to save the old friend, he also urged Chu Xiu not to hurt him, and he would have to be closed for a while.

Finding the problem, the eldest young master immediately showed the essence of the Bai family's opera spirit, showing a surprised expression and said in disbelief: "Su Jiancheng? I know this person, why is he here!?"

Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows.

There was no flaw in Bai Qing's expression, it looked as if he just knew that the person was Su Jiancheng, the tip of his right finger hooked the corner of Bai Qing's drooping clothes, and the smooth fabric seemed to be torn apart by him.

Was that man lying to him?

Mo Cong hurriedly continued to ask: "He appeared near you, Mr. Chu signaled me to rescue him, do you still remember what happened before he fell into a coma?"

The young master didn't notice the small movements in Chu Xiu's hands at all. If he turned his head and saw the look in that person's eyes, he probably would have to think a few more times about this play before performing it.

He frowned and fell into deep thought, and when he slapped his thigh, he hissed in pain before he could move. His back felt cool, and Chu Xiu's palms brought spiritual power to ease the pain for him.

Bai Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm with a half-demon..." He raised his voice and continued to be surprised: "Could it be that he is that half-demon!?"

After he finished speaking, he threw a question at Chu Xiu, 'What's going on?is that true?Is he really a half-demon? ' puzzled eyes.