In the inn at the foot of Longmu Mountain, Shen Junjiu looked at the back of the screen, and it was Shen Qingwu lying inside.

The blood on her shoulders had already coagulated, and there were faint traces of blood under the mud on her legs.

Her long wet hair was scattered over her shoulders, and she was shivering from the cold, but her eyes were red when she just looked at the screen.

"Miss Shen, Brother Ling has someone to take care of, you don't have to worry."

"Your injuries are not light, why don't you deal with them first?"

Xiao Huai has a face that looks like a young man from a good family.

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, like a jade gentleman.

When he talked to people with a smile, those peach blossom eyes were shining.

Like a warm spring light, with a deceptive tenderness, almost no one in Beijing can resist those women.

Shen Junjiu shook his head, his voice hoarse: "I want to guard my eldest brother." ”

She didn't dare to go.

She was afraid that if she was gone, all this in front of her would wake up like a dream.

Xiao Huai opened his mouth, a little frustrated but wanted to persuade again, but when he met Shen Junjiu's stubborn gaze and remembered what she had done in the poisonous mist forest before, he didn't speak again.

Yan Wuge, who was next to him, looked at the blood stains on Shen Junjiu's body, suddenly stepped forward and directly reached out to pick him up.

Shen Junjiu's face changed greatly, and he grabbed the hairpin that fell into his hand at some point and wanted to stab it.

Yan Wuge said: "If you dare to stab down, I will throw your eldest brother out." ”

Shen Junjiu stopped instantly.

Yan Wuge hugged the embarrassed Shen Junjiu and went to the next room, where hot water and medicine had already been prepared.

As soon as Shen Junjiu was put down, Xiao Huai came in after him:

"Hey, when is there any medicine here? It's all ready......"

Yan Wuge glanced up at Xiao Huai.

Xiao Huai was inexplicable: "What do you see me doing?" ”

Yan Wuge said, "Go out." ”

Xiao Huai looked confused, why? Why do you want him to go out?

Before he could come back to his senses, Yan Wuge waved his hand towards him, and a palm wind struck him.

Xiao Huai jumped back: "Are you really here?" ”

Yan Wuge raised his hand towards him, and Xiao Huai hurriedly flashed out with his flexible body, almost hitting the guard standing outside the door.

As soon as he got out of the door, he opened his mouth to speak.

I could see that Yan Wuge inside waved his hand directly, and the door slammed shut, almost pinching Xiao Huai's nose.

After Yan Wuge blasted Xiao Huai away, he didn't care about him crying wolf outside, turned around and squatted in front of Shen Junjiu, reaching out to remove her tattered shoes and socks.

His fingers were slender and slender, and his complexion was fair.

When the mud gets on it, it looks like a stain on a fine satin.

Shen Junjiu hurriedly wanted to retract his feet: "I'll ...... it myself"

"You were bitten by poisonous insects on your legs, and the poisonous insects in the swamp of the poisonous fog forest are the most hurtful, if you want to be lame, you can toss as much as you want."

Yan Wuge's voice was indifferent, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

He grabbed Shen Junjiu's calf with his big hand, making her unable to move.

When the palm of her hand was caressed, the skirt on her leg was lifted, and the temperature of the palm was extremely hot.

Shen Junjiu's calves are extremely slender, and his skin is extraordinarily fair.

It was like a fine white jade, but now near the ankle, it was densely covered with wounds that had been eaten by poisonous insects.

Yan Wuge's eyes became more and more gloomy, and after saying "endure it" in a deep voice, he directly turned his hand into a knife and slashed towards her leg with internal force.

"Hmm-"

Shen Junjiu only felt a sharp pain coming, and the pain of cutting raw flesh made her eyes darken.

She clenched her teeth, mottled with blood between her teeth, and the nails in her hands were almost in the flesh.

But apart from the initial muffled snort, there was no sound.

Yan Wuge's movements in his hands were extremely fast, and his palm was sharper than a knife, and after cleaning up the rotten flesh on her legs, he took the hot water that he had just put aside to clean her wounds.

When everything was done and the wound was healed and the cloth strip on the side was taken to bandage her, Yan Wuge looked up and saw Shen Junjiu's pale face.

Obviously, the pain in her black eyes was red, but she couldn't bear to show half of her vulnerability, and her originally pale lips were full of blood that she had bitten out by herself.

Shen Junjiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after the initial sharp pain passed, the fine and dense pain behind it became even more abrasive.