Mu Yan raised his eyes and looked at him lightly, he really wanted to ask in such detail, he didn't know what it was like in his heart, could she still care about him when he was still caring about herself?

She smiled very lightly, "It was Fengluo who saved me, otherwise there would have been no me a long time ago." ”

He just felt his brain pounding, almost without her? She said it lightly, and in the end she didn't mention what the wound was.

As if he had lost his patience, he reached out and pulled down her shirt on the left side, and the hideous wound was striking and imprinted into his eyes.

Junli's hand froze, her gaze rested on her chest, and her internal organs were shattered.

Mu Yan looked at him sideways, her expression did not move, she had long been accustomed to this wound that could not be healed, she had long been accustomed to the pain there, and she sometimes couldn't tell whether it was a wound or not.

He let go of the shirt in his hand, and white light began to appear on his fingertips.

He caressed the wound, the cool sensation relieved her pain a little, cleared the bruises, and some places began to heal, and finally the scar remained.

Jun Li stared for a long time before pulling her shirt up and raising her eyes to meet her calm gaze.

"You shook open the wound yourself?" There was a thick anger in his tone, and his eyes were cold.

She smiled calmly, "What else can I do?" At that time, Phantom Night was about to wipe out the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect. ”

He froze for a moment, guilt crossed his eyes, the wound had already touched his heart, and the short knife used by Phantom Night was not ordinary.

If it weren't for her own peculiar physique, she might have lost her life long ago, and even if the wind fell, she would have no skills.

But her physique, there are pros and cons, it is difficult for wounds to heal, the last time he was injured by Ying Long, it was not easy for him to eliminate those scars.

Mu Yan sat up straight, close to his face, and asked with a smile, "Divine Venerable, is this distressed?" ”

Jun Li's body froze, looking at her charming face close at hand, and her mind was confused for a while. Twenty fifty thousand

He was distressed, it hurt so much.

But what came to mind was the charming sentient beings, dressed in red, the one who made him eat poppies, crazy, but suffering from gains and losses, and then overlapped with her in front of him.

Also, Phantom Night.

It was as if the heart was imprisoned by something, and the heartbreak and disappointment covered everything he had just spawned.

He was silent, and she was a little lost.

The faces of the two were very close, Mu Yan raised his hand to touch his cheek, and whispered, "Do you care so much?" Have you ever thought that I couldn't help myself? ”

Junli looked at her obsessively, "I don't want to care, but I can't control it when I see that it's very uncomfortable." ”

Mu Yan's hand reached out to his neck, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be smiling.

Jun Li was suddenly startled, a strange feeling invaded him, and somewhere tightened, and an inexplicable impulse flowed.

His eyes flashed in panic, and he hurriedly stepped back to the side, quickly calming himself down, "I'll help you heal, you can stay here with peace of mind." ”

Dropping such a sentence, he hurried out, Mu Yan's gaze swept over, and he caught a glimpse of the crimson stain around his neck.

She lowered her eyes, secretly sad, he reacted so much to her casual touch, it was really a mustard that was deeply ingrained in her heart.

A touch of melancholy crept up her eyebrows, and she pulled on the brocade quilt and lay down.

Once there is a gap between people, it is like being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, even if it is natural to be familiar with each other at the beginning, it becomes a little embarrassing.

Tossing and turning, without any sleep, she got up and put on her clothes and walked out.

The sky was already dark, and the Five Divine Mountains were shrouded in moonlight, and it was hazy.