In fact, in this scuffle, the injuries he suffered were not serious. It's just that Tu Yu has been worried, and she just lets her fiddle.

Tu had borrowed a medicine kit, which she had rarely played with before. The gauze was all over the bed by her, and even if she wanted to wrap it up again, it was very troublesome.

"Hey...... Don't tie a bow to me. Fu Yunge felt an itch behind him, and turned his head sideways and said.

Tu Yu grinned and stuck out her tongue, but her hand didn't stop. Soon a very undisguised bow appeared behind Fu Yunge, which looked ridiculous.

At the mouth of the tent curtain was a small stove, on which was a puff of medicinal tea. Gradually, the bitter smell wafted in, and she jumped up very cleverly and trotted out to carry the pot.

Fu Yunge sniffled, the unpleasant smell made him frown, thinking of the pain he had when he tasted it for the first time.

Soon, I saw Tu Yu come in with the small pot stained with black ash, looking forward to it.

"Now, I'll pour it for you, drinking it is good for your body!" In an instant, she had walked to the small cupboard, put the medicine pot on the table, and took out a porcelain bowl from the cupboard.

As soon as Fu Yunge smelled that smell, his stomach began to turn upside down.

"What are you, just leave it alone, I'll come by myself in a while, come by myself." He shook his hand at Tu's back and got up to stop her.

It just so happened that Tu Yu had already poured a full bowl of medicinal tea, and the green and black tea soup was bubbling with a rich pungent smell. She turned around, looking innocent and puzzled: "You're welcome, I've already poured it for you, drink it quickly." ”

Seeing that Fu Yunge was about to get up, she hurriedly leaned over to stop him with a small bowl full of them, and said, "Don't move at will, the wound on your back will break......"

As soon as she turned around and leaned down, the bowl in her hand suddenly became unstable, pouring out overflowing tea soup.

Fu Yunge felt a wave of heat about to fall above his head, and his heart was also tight. Tu Yu couldn't reach his hand, and when he saw that the boiling soup was about to burn Fu Yunge's head, he hurriedly wanted to push him away, but the bowl in his hand completely left his hand and turned down.

Coincidentally, Poinsettia Mei stepped into the camp tent and wanted to visit Fu Yunge's condition. Seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately popped out a subtle true qi with one finger and flew towards the overturned tea soup.

The soft true qi unfolded in mid-air, like a pair of big hands holding the soup, and a wisp of true qi shot out of it, knocking the mouth of the bowl back to its original state.

In another moment, Zhenqi carried the tea soup back, and poured the soup back without falling to the ground while the porcelain bowl fell to the ground. A bowl full of bowls fell smoothly to the ground as it was.

Poinsettia Mei had just come to solve a crisis, he didn't care, and turned his eyes to look in the direction of Fu Yunge.

Don't look down, at a glance, Poinsettia Mei suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

I saw that on the floor over there, Fu Yunge was lying flat on his back, lying on his body, and the two of them were like silent sculptures, motionless.

Poinsettia Mei mistakenly thought that the two were about to do something indescribable, and it was unfortunate that she came. He coughed awkwardly and turned to leave.

"Master, Master stays!" When Fu Yunge saw his current appearance and was seen by his master, his face was red to the root of his ears. And seeing that the master obviously had a misunderstanding and was about to turn away, he hurriedly shouted loudly.

Poinsettia Mei didn't reply: "It's okay, you guys are busy first......"

Fu Yunge was pressed under Tu Li, he was anxious, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly pushed Tu Lu up, staggered up and rushed over: "Master, you really misunderstood!" ”

As soon as he got up, the huge bow behind his back floated. Poinsettia Mei turned her head and saw it, and couldn't help but say: "This knot...... Well tied. ”

Fu Yunge was even more ridiculous, he waved his hand again and again and was about to explain, but he saw the master's eyes glancing not far away.

When he turned his head to look, he saw Tu Yu kneeling on the bed, her face ruddy, and her eyes were a little cramped looking around.

She caressed her chest with one hand, and seemed a little hasty. When Fu Yunge was strange, he suddenly remembered the slightly strange, soft feel when he pushed the tuji away just now......

"Ah......" Fu Yunge covered his mouth in surprise, and now it seemed that it was even more unclear.

Poinsettia smiled and turned around again without saying a word. Seeing this, Fu Yunge hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes and shouted, "Master, you stay, I'll explain to you later......"

"On such an occasion, it is not appropriate to be a teacher here." Poinsettia Plum patted Fu Yunge's head and walked away.

Outside, there was no poinsettia plum in an instant, and I could only see that the night was gradually enveloping the mountains.

"Ah, it's over, it's all over......" Fu Yunge grabbed his hair in great distress, and lay his head back like a salted fish.

Tu Yu pouted, as if he was a little angry.

"Stealing tofu, not a good person......" she muttered a little resentfully, her eyes glancing at Fu Yunge from time to time.

Fu Yunge was close to her, so he couldn't hear her broken thoughts, and his heart was even more anxious, wondering if he would get you another horn...... But I felt extremely tired and didn't want to move......

However, just then, shouts came from outside the tent.

Breaking the quiet atmosphere, the spirits of the two were also stirred up, and they looked towards the curtain at the same time.

At first glance, it doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. But listening to the crowd of people shouting outside, they gradually realized that something was wrong.

In the air, a reddish mist drifted at some point. Due to the darkness of the night, it was not easy to detect, but if you distinguish it carefully, you can still see it.

Poinsettia Plum, the Hanging Lantern Warrior Monk, the Drunken Dust Township and others also walked out, as if they were beckoning the crowd to calm down. However, the red fog in front of me is really paradoxical, and I have never heard of such a landscape in this area.

The people outside gathered more and more, and Fu Yunge and Tu Yu were not in the mood to stay in the tent anymore. Someone went to report to Gongsun Tan, and soon he hurried back.

The campfire was bright, reflecting the worry on everyone's face. Fu Yunge and Tu Yu got out of the tent and observed the situation in front of them.

Gongsun Tan got together with Poinsettia Plum, Hanging Lantern Monk and others to discuss the strange situation in front of them. But everyone is also clueless, and they still can't make a judgment on such a situation.

Fu Yunge and Tu Yu looked into the distance. You can see that the red mist is not unique to this area, even in the distance of the mountain, you can dimly see that gauzy red.

In other words, this phenomenon should no longer be a problem unique to this area.

Fu Yunge sniffed, the red mist was faint and seemed to have no taste.

But I don't know what the reason is, he felt that after standing outside for a while, his mind was a little heavy, like the feeling of falling into a pillow, and he felt a slight numbness from Baihui down.

Fu Yunge carefully felt his state, although there was nothing big about it, but he always felt a little weird in his heart.