The injuries on Di Feiyuan's body were scorched with residual electricity, and the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed into a line: "Those old immortals love you so much, and you are willing to do it so ruthlessly?" ”

Old and immortal?

Realizing that she was talking about the three elders, he replied lightly: "What I did violated the precepts of the sect, and it was too unexpected for them, so it is natural to be angry." ”

"Hmph, just a few old stubborns."

It's just that they want Di Feiyuan to follow their ideas and follow the road they paved, once Di Feiyuan doesn't leave, they will be angry and try their best to obstruct it!

Hearing Gu Qingyan's dissatisfaction with the three elders, his eyebrows rose slightly: "Have you seen the three elders before?" ”

Gu Qingyan took out a bottle of medicine from his body, asked him if he used it for smearing, stood on his back, and wiped his wounds.

Hearing his words, his fingers paused slightly: "The three elders of the sect have never seen it, but they have always heard their rumors." ”

I've seen it, not only have I seen it, but I also know exactly what kind of virtue each one is.

Abbreviated as the three old immortals!

I don't enjoy the life of a good pensioner, but I prefer to find trouble!

Di Feiyuan couldn't see her expression, didn't know what she was thinking, and felt that what she said was reasonable.

And his attention was now taken away by the temperature on her fingers.

Her fingers were gentle and gentle, unlike when Fanchen wiped them, they didn't hurt him, and even very soft, like a feather scratching a wound, with a little itchy and unbearable, and she couldn't help but want to grab the ground with her hands.

But he was reluctant, afraid that he would disturb her if he stretched out his hand.

So her shoulders would always tremble unconsciously when she rubbed the medicine, Gu Qingyan thought that he was really in pain, and leaned closer to his back: "Bear with me, I'll blow it for you." ”

The wet and soft air blew on his wounds, and his body trembled unconsciously.

Suddenly, she was ready to blow again, hurriedly put on her underwear, fastened the belt and walked a few steps away from her, bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground, and put them on in a little panic.

Gu Qingyan was still holding the medicine in his hand, and his movements were slightly strange when he looked at him.

I've never seen him so afraid of pain before.

In the past, when he was drugged, he didn't blink his eyes, and his face didn't decrease at all, as if he was not injured.

Now it hurts a little, and my body is shaking.

It's weird!

She was not reluctant, closed the medicine and wiped her hands with a damp cloth: "Pay attention to your wounds these days, Fanchen's hands are heavy, I will help you with medicine in the future." ”

"No..... No. He touched the hot ear and looked away uncomfortably.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and stopped talking.

Fanchen has been with him for so many years, he may have been used to it a long time ago.

Di Feiyuan's body was slightly facing Gu Qingyan, and she wiped the medicine on her hand with a damp cloth, wiping it with her fingers.

He secretly swept her fingers.

Her fingers were not as green and white as before, and even had very thin wrinkles, which were copper-colored, but when she had just given him medicine, she could give him that strange feeling.

"Cursed God has left a mark on you."

She turned her gaze to him and pointed to her heart, "Here." ”

"......" his eyebrows and eyes instantly twisted.

"What about you?"

He was cursed just like her.

Di Feiyuan pointed to his abdomen.

She looked and nodded.

Fortunately, it's not a critical location, and it seems that the person who curses the god wants the ancestral curse is not Di Feiyuan, but her.