Wei Qi looked at her departing back, and then looked at Luo Yunxiao's pale face and hands that were trying to restrain her trembling after she turned around.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly: "Meiyanyan, the master is injured and seriously injured, please save him!"

"Kiss!" Luo Yunxiao's voice was shocked and angry.

But if you want to use your spiritual power to cover up the abnormalities in your body, it's too late.

Mu Yan turned around suddenly, and he saw Luo Yunxiao's pale face and bruised lips.

She rushed to Luo Yunxiao in three or two steps, grabbed his wrist, and probed her spiritual power.

Under this probing, Mu Yan's face changed suddenly, "How can you hurt so many places?"

Yes, it's the injuries that are so many, not the ones that hurt.

Luo Yunxiao's body is full of injuries, whether it is the skin epidermis, internal organs, meridians all over the body, and even bones.

His whole body was almost full of holes and scars.

These injuries would not be fatal, and they would not damage his cultivation.

However, there was a vicious force attached to the wounds, which made the injuries on his body unable to heal, and he was in great pain.

That kind of pain is by no means endurable by ordinary people.

It's like being pricked by knives and needles all the time, and being gnawed by thousands of ants.

Ordinary people have already fainted and fainted even if they only endure it for a moment.

But Uncle Xiao can still sit so well, and he can still disguise himself so that she doesn't see that she is injured?

Mu Yan was shocked and angry, and his voice suddenly rose a little, "Uncle Junior, what kind of person is it that tortures you with such a small and vicious means?!"

Luo Yunxiao lowered her eyes and withdrew her hand expressionlessly, "Even if you don't care about these injuries, they can heal in three months at most." Now you've seen it, and you're not going back?"

"At most March?" Mu Yan, who was usually cloudy and light-winded, was also angered by Luo Yunxiao's nonchalant attitude at this time, "The whole three months have been in the painful torture of a thousand cuts, and you actually said to ignore it?!"

Luo Yunxiao was stunned, and finally raised her head to meet her eyes.

The girl's peach blossom eyes, which are eternally lazy and a little breezy, are rarely filled with anger.

And this anger is for him.

His voice became difficult at that moment, and he wanted to rush out cold words, but he couldn't say it anymore.

And Mu Yan had already restrained his emotions at this time, looked directly into his eyes, and said slowly: "Little uncle, your body is your own." Even if no one cares, you have to care. Because if even you take yourself seriously and abandon all your seven emotions and six desires, then no one in the world will really care about you. ”

Luo Yunxiao's eyes fluctuated for a moment, as if they would overflow.

But in an instant, he hid all these emotions.

The hand hanging by his side slowly clenched and loosened, and he said in a dumb voice: "Okay, you can treat me." But the treatment options here may not be effective for me. ”

He raised his head, and his usually indifferent voice unconsciously carried a hint of tenderness, "You also have to promise me that if it is really impossible to treat, you must not force it." ”

A bright smile suddenly bloomed on Mu Yan's face, "Uncle Xiao, don't worry, even if I can't cure you as soon as possible, I will definitely find a way to alleviate your pain." By the way, Uncle Junior, can I tell my brother about your situation? They are also very worried about you. ”

When the last sentence was asked, Mu Yan was a little apprehensive.