When Helan Jiu stepped into the dark room, he saw Dongfang Chen lying on the soft couch, his face was bloodless. There was also a pool of blood stasis on the ground in front of the soft couch, and the smell of blood was very strong. She rarely saw such a weak demon. The footsteps couldn't help but pause, and an inexplicable complication rose in his heart, but the little anger that didn't disappear was gone.

She slowed down and walked slowly, "Dongfang Chen, you're okay." ”

"I can't die." His answer was very decadent.

She ignored his temper, and her voice unconsciously softened, "What elixir do you need to heal?" ”

Dongfang Chen's dark eyes flashed with surprise.

Helan Jiu would ask this, and his thoughts were much simpler. Half of the six Beastmaster Treasury is his. Now that he is injured, she took out medicine to save him, which is understandable, and it is not mixed with any utilitarianism.

Subsequently, Dongfang Chen calmly asked for several healing elixirs that were extremely rare in the cultivation realm.

Helan Jiu didn't say a word, he immediately contacted Shi Baobao, picked out those elixirs, and sent them to Dongfang Chen's hands, and then told him very seriously: "Dongfang Chen, you heal your wounds first, and I'll wait for you outside." If you have anything to say, wait until your injuries are stabilized, and then talk. ”

"Hmm." Dongfang Chen tucked his eyelids, and his slender and beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly like a feather fan.

The five fingers that held the elixir tightened.

Was she—was she just caring about him?

Helan Jiu came out of the dark room again and sighed silently.

Forget it, take a step back and open the sky.

With the required elixir, it only took Dongfang Chen two days for his injuries to stabilize. But that handsome face was still pale and bloodless. He sat languid on the couch, drowsy, as if he had no love. Obviously, the injury is stable, but it feels like he will lose his breath at any time.

The night spirit prepared food for him, but he didn't touch it, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

After a day and a night, the night spirit was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Helan Jiu's heart sank, what is the death demon doing?

In the end, she couldn't help but silently cook him a pot of soup made with elixir and demon beast meat to make up for him.

When the pot of hot soup was sent to Dongfang Chen.

A certain demon lost his mind for a while, and finally, his black eyes were a little evasive and said in a muffled voice: "It's the soup you want to make for me, not what I begged you." ”

"Well, I made it myself." Helan Jiu was out of breath.

"You beg me to drink?"

"You-" Helan Jiu felt that the teenagers in the second phase of secondary school were not easy to serve, it was too fucking awkward, there was wood?

Under the expectant gaze of the night spirit, Helan Jiu stubbornly said, "Okay, I begged you to drink, drink it quickly." ”

So, a certain demon sat up slowly, picked up the bowl and drank the soup one by one.

After drinking the bowl, he naturally sent the empty bowl to Helan Jiu.

Helan Jiu took it and served him another bowl.

He drank unhurriedly, very elegant and good-looking.

The night spirit silently withdrew, it was clear that his master did not like him to serve.

Dongguo Gongzi, who was outside, saw the night spirit withdrawing, and he completely believed it, and the statement that the two in the dark room had been fighting many times since they were children could be regarded as relieved.

Dongguo Gongzi asked, "Night Spirit, is it still safe here?" Do I need to change it? ”

"No. ”

"Aren't you worried about the other person coming in?" Dongguo Gongzi was a little puzzled. He heard Helan Jiu say that it was two very powerful people who wanted to find her. Dongfang Chen is one, but what about the other person?