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Liwan thought about it for a while, and then said, "The most reluctant person...... Actually, it's you. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

There was silence for a moment in the darkness, and there was no answer.

Chu Feng didn't continue the topic, but sighed and said softly, "When you see me, don't panic, try to stay calm, okay?"

Liwan said "um" and agreed to Chu Feng's request, and then, a little light appeared in the tent in the dark, and then it gradually brightened, illuminating the tent as bright as day.

It is the pearl of light, the reversal can absorb the light, and the forward rotation can bloom the light.

When Liwan saw Chu Feng's appearance, she suddenly felt a dazzle, her body trembled, her steps staggered a little, and she swayed slightly, before she struggled to stand up.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and her lower lip was bitten to shreds, and blood gushed out.

She clenched her right fist tightly, she looked at Chu Feng deadly, she finally understood why Chu Feng wanted to make the tent dark, she finally understood why Chu Zi'er was obviously a sixth-order peak monk, but her mind also fell into collapse so quickly.

Chu Feng's side was covered with gauze, some stained with blood and crumpled indiscriminately, while others were cut into slender strips, neatly stacked together, waiting to be used.

On Chu Feng's right hand, there were many porcelain vases and clay pots placed in an orderly manner, some had been opened, and some were still tightly stuffed, and the rich medicinal fragrance was mixed with the heavy blood, turning into an extremely uncomfortable smell.

A long sword flowing with sparkling waves crossed in front of Chu Feng, and that sword was far from knowing that it was a sharp weapon beyond her imagination.

She also knew that the sword actually belonged to another woman, a woman who had paid more for Chu Feng than herself.

So she was a little jealous, but she didn't complain, because that woman even admired her, and she was thinking that if she was Chu Feng, she was afraid that she would already belong to that woman.

So Chu Feng is really an idiot.

But at this time, the light of the sword that could once pierce the body of the Great Emperor was a little dim, because the sword was bleeding, and the blood light made the flowing water stain the dust, and all the luster was obscured.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, sat cross-legged in the tent, his expression was silent, and his face was only a piece of dead ash, a gray that would seem to determine that this person was a dead man, his eyes had lost their luster, and a large patch of blood covered his eyes, and even his pupils were covered, making Chu Feng look like a blind man, and the whole person was as thin as a bamboo pole.

Chu Feng's clothes were covered with bloodstains, which appeared to be out, as if they were from a wound under his clothes.

In some places, it is obvious that the traces of blood that have coagulated many times are woven together with the wetness of fresh blood, indicating that the injury has been repeated several times, and it seems that it has never stabilized.

Chu Feng's left hand sleeve was rolled up, the forearm of his left hand was wrapped with gauze from the palm of his hand, and the mottled blood stains showed no sign of drying up at all, and the white had already been dyed red.

A large piece of flesh was stripped of Chu Feng's upper arm, directly revealing the white bones, the white bones were flashing with a faint luster, and the neat carved lines that were several minutes deep into the bones emitted a strange light in the faint fluorescence, suddenly bright as the sun, and suddenly dim as the moon.

Chu Feng didn't try to cover the exposed white bones, his entire upper arm was only white bones, no matter how he covered it, it was difficult to cover it up.

Cut the flesh to the bone!

Li Wan looked at Chu Feng in disbelief, and even his breathing became heavy because of this.

Did he expose these white bones by cutting off his own flesh with a knife?

How much pain did he have to bear, and how much mental torture did he have to bear?

How on earth could he endure such unbelievable suffering?

Why did he have to go so far, to cut off his own flesh and blood, and then carve strange runes on his bones with another sword?

Is he crazy?

What exactly is he going to do?

"It's fine. Chu Feng looked at Liwan's face and said with some trepidation.

Li Wan took a deep breath and said, "Are the other wounds like this?"

Chu Feng didn't answer for a while, thought about it, and then said: "I have applied the ointment Gu worm that produces muscle and stops bleeding, it's no big deal, don't worry." ”

Liwan sneered twice, put the food box on the ground, and then knelt beside Chu Feng, and said in a cold voice: "What do I have to bear?

Li Wan said, picking up the gauze in his hand, and said, "What kind of medicine do you want to apply?"

Chu Feng looked at Lijuan's cold appearance, knowing that Lijuan was talking angrily, so he took the ointment with his right hand and applied it to the gauze, before he asked Lijuan to help him wrap the exposed white bones.

Liwan tied a knot hard, tore off the excess gauze, looked at Chu Feng's skinny appearance, and was silent for a moment before he said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Chu Feng pursed his lips, but before he could speak, he had already said, "If you want to help me, I don't need you to help me like this." There is no need for you to make such a big sacrifice, whether you interfere in the affairs of Wanqi Mountain or not, it will not affect the overall situation, so you had better not do this, because I will not receive your affection at all, not at all. ”

Chu Feng smiled, although the smile was very reluctant, and then said weakly: "This is my own choice, I can't run away all the time, and I can't always let people protect, but this time, let me know that time is pressing, and I don't have much time to hesitate, so I chose this time, I can try under the protection of Lishui, even if I fail, I am unlikely to die, so you see, in fact, I am using Lishui, am I very deep?"

Liwan sneered a few times, and did not pay attention to Chu Feng, but opened the food box, took out the meals in the food box, and placed them in front of Chu Feng one by one, and then put a pair of black wooden chopsticks on the rice bowl in front of Chu Feng, making a "pop" sound, and said, "Eat." ”

Chu Feng smiled awkwardly, wanting to reach out and scratch his head to hide his embarrassment, but his left arm moved slightly, and immediately pulled the wound that had just been taken good medicine and was growing wildly under the effect of the medicine, and he suddenly gasped in pain.

It's not that Chu Feng doesn't have good internal medicine, it's just that the sea of qi in his body has completely dissipated, and the medicinal power will completely escape in his body before he even walks around, so he can only rely on external medicine for recovery.

Although this is much slower than repairing both inside and outside, but after all, they are all high-quality medicines, even if his arm is cut to only white bones, it will only take an hour to regrow flesh and blood, but occasionally there will be a misalignment of meridian continuity, or the combination of the old and new flesh is not harmonious and cracks.

In this case, it is necessary to re-divide the area that has not grown well, apply the medicine again, and generally speaking, repeat it two or three times at most.

Seeing Chu Feng's appearance, Liwan's heart suddenly softened, and all his annoyance turned into self-blame and distress, but before he could soften his attitude, Chu Feng had already said: "I can't eat it, you can eat it." ”

Liwan frowned, suddenly became annoyed again, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said, "It's up to you whether you eat or not, you can starve to death!"

Chu Feng looked at Liwan's annoyed appearance, smiled bitterly, and wanted to explain for himself, but after thinking about it, he still didn't explain, but said helplessly: "In the next few days...... Thank you for your hard work......"

Liwan snorted, ignored Chu Feng's words, and lowered his head to put the sumptuous dishes into the food box, but was stopped by Chu Feng: "Taking it back like this will make Lihuan's seniors unhappy." ”

Liwan glanced at Chu Feng, and then sat on the ground, picked up the meal that originally belonged to Chu Feng, and stuffed it into the sea by himself, as if he was deliberately trying to make Chu Feng angry, Liwan ate while constantly giving out delicious admiration, but later, the voice gradually weakened, until it disappeared completely, and finally just buried his head, constantly moving the chopstick, and did not say a word.

"How does it taste?" Chu Feng asked.

Lihuan didn't answer, she didn't know that Chu Feng wanted to get some news about the food from her mouth so as to give some feedback to Lihuan, so she only cared about eating by herself, as if she had never seen these foods, and ate like crazy.

Chu Feng saw that Liwan didn't answer him, and he didn't ask again, just quietly waited for Liwan to finish eating, watched Liwan take out a handkerchief and wipe his face, before raising his head and staring at him with reddened eyes.

"No matter what, you are not allowed to die anyway. Liwan put the leftovers in the food box and said.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "I'm actually quite afraid of death, it's a beautiful thing to live, and I won't beg for death." ”

"Hmm. Liwan covered the food box, and then looked at Chu Feng, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a nasal voice, "Is there anything else you want me to help with?"

Chu Feng thought about it for a while, then shook his head and said, "Not for the time being, but next time...... Get me some water. ”

"Then I'm leaving. Liwan picked up the food box and got up, and walked out of the tent without looking back, she didn't want to stay in the tent even for a moment.

Because every moment here was a kind of torture, tormenting her already not so strong heart, attacking the same wound again and again, stabbing and repeatingly, penetrating this wound deep into the deepest part of her heart, which could no longer heal, and could only watch as the blood flowed out of it, until her own heart withered.

Behind him was gradually engulfed in darkness, Liwan bit her lower lip tightly, her hands clenched again, her nails cut through her soft skin, and drops of blood fell on the way forward, flowing out of the tent.

Standing at the door of the tent, looking at the bright world outside the tent, Lijuan suddenly felt that the moonlight tonight was a little different, and it actually stinged his eyes, and then tears couldn't help but drip down.

A word to readers:

I took a nap today, but I saw the news of Mr. Yang Jiang's death, and it was an exaggeration to say that I was sad, but after all, I couldn't help but feel a little sad............