"Who are you?"

The feeling of weakness in his body constantly invaded Wuzhu's nerves, and the vigilance that was born with werewolf blood made Wuzhu support his body and stared vigilantly at the "Terran" boy in front of him who looked as big as himself.

"I'm your savior."

Looking at the werewolf boy who jumped off the stone bed as soon as he woke up, the vigilance in the other party's eyes, Li Muyu naturally took in the bottom of it. It's just that Li Muyu, who has come to Qingzhou with a mission, knows in his heart that he doesn't have much time to save the half-demon, so in the face of the werewolf boy's distrust at the moment, Li Muyu doesn't care. All he needs now is an introduction to be able to break into the interior of the Qingzhou Half-Demon.

"A lifesaver?"

Listening to Li Muyu's rather indifferent tone, Wuzhu couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and then quickly swept his body with his residual light, except for the shabby clothes, the external injuries left on his body due to the abuse and beating were really healed.

"Are you...... The people of Bodhi Temple? ”

After confirming that Li Muyu's words were not false, Wuzhu couldn't help but let go of his heart. Moreover, judging from Li Muyu's clothing and temperament, Wuzhu knew in his heart that the identity of the other party would inevitably not be an ordinary mortal.

"I'm not from Bodhi Temple, and I'm not from Qingzhou."

"Not from Qingzhou?"

The nostrils sniffed slightly, and sure enough, the smell on Li Muyu's body was very clean, and there was no unique sandalwood that the people of Plantagenet City carried. However, Wuzhu, who has grown up by the sea since he was a child, naturally knows the dangers outside the sea. Unless he is a member of the Trench Clan, Wuzhu absolutely does not believe that there can be a ship across the nameless sea in this world.

"I am from Lingzhou, and I am the god of Lingzhou Heavenly Court."

"Lingzhou?"

Li Muyu's words once again made Wuzhu's heart shake extremely strongly. Although he was not treated well by the people of Plantagenet because of his half-demon bloodline, he had really heard of the existence of Lingzhou through the storytellers of the teahouse.

Lingzhou is the only state controlled by the demon clan, where monsters are everywhere, wild and evil, and it is an extremely dangerous state that can be swallowed by people at sight. Therefore, in the mouth of storytellers, Lingzhou is an extremely terrible place.

But......

Whether it is his handsome appearance or his clean and gentle temperament, no matter how you look at it, Li Muyu does not look like a "demonic person" in the mouth of the storyteller. What's more, such a powerful and mysterious person saved such a humble self.

"Ahem—"

Just when Wuzhu was constantly thinking about it, suddenly, a mouthful of black blood that had not yet been spit out spurted out of Wuzhu's mouth again. His feet staggered, as if he had exerted all the strength of his body, and Wuzhu, who had vomited this mouthful of black blood, fell directly to the ground weakly.

"Whoa-la-"

Just when Wuzhu thought that his "illness" was about to attack again, a blue water satin condensed out of the hand of the person in front of him, and the water satin gently supported his body and put it back on the stone bed.

"Although your external injuries are healed, the demonic energy in your body is only temporarily sealed by me. So, you shouldn't get too emotional right now. ”

The indifferent voice sounded from Wuzhu's ears again, and this time, because he was lying on the bed, Wuzhu was able to observe Li Muyu more closely. In addition to the impeccable facial features, Li Muyu's pure temperament made Wuzhu, who was dirty all over his body, rise to a deep sense of inferiority.

"How could someone as high as him hurt me?"

has a strong sense of inferiority, but unexpectedly lowers Wuzhu's vigilance. Moreover, Wuzhu, who has been ostracized by the human race since he was a half-demon since he was a child, has hated his "dirty" blood since he was a child. In the face of Li Muyu, this hatred for his own blood couldn't help but hit Wuzhu's heart again, and when he noticed the fishy smell at the corner of his mouth, he instinctively wiped his "dirty" blood stains with the back of his hand.

Of course, for Wuzhu's mind at the moment, Li Muyu didn't have any extra energy to care. And his mind now is completely focused on how to completely eradicate the demonic energy in the werewolf boy's body.

"What's your name?"

"Five...... Bamboo. ”

The voice was a little hoarse because he hadn't drunk water for a long time. Li Muyu, who noticed the strangeness of Wuzhu, condensed an ice cup on the palm of his hand, and in order to prevent Wuzhu from frostbite, Li Muyu carefully attached it to the ice cup with mana.

"You should have the strength to drink water."

Sent the ice cup to Wuzhu with mana, and seeing the water in the ice cup, Wuzhu, who had been tormented by the drought for a long time, couldn't help but feel like the fire burning in his throat.

"Gollum—"

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, without any hesitation, the body's extreme thirst for water directly drove Wuzhu to grab the ice cup in front of him, and then drank it all.

"Gollum-Gollum-"

A large mouthful of clear water flowed into Wuzhu's mouth, and the long-lost coldness in his throat made Wuzhu's body tremble involuntarily. He hadn't drunk a drop of water since he had been caught in an iron cage by his enemies four days earlier.

And now, I thought that under the destruction of the tornado, I would definitely die. didn't expect that in the most desperate moment, there would be someone who could extend a rescue hand to him, a filthy half-demon.

"I don't have anything to eat with me, there are a few spirit fruits here, and I can barely fill my stomach."

Li Muyu is now a monk in the Dan period, so he can already open the valley. And the Bigu Pill given to him by Heavenly Court in the early years, because the year was too long, the medicinal power in it was almost lost.

Moreover, the Bigu Pill issued by Heavenly Court to Li Muyu, because it was for the demon clan, the blood and qi in it were too sufficient, and it was not suitable for a half-demon like Wuzhu who did not have any cultivation.

"Thank you."

After drinking the water happily, Wuzhu's defensiveness towards Li Muyu gradually disappeared, so when he saw the fruit handed over by Li Muyu, Wuzhu, whose stomach was already empty, directly devoured it.

"Okay, you can rest here first, and if necessary, you can just tell it."

As he spoke, a royal blue phantom butterfly flew out of Li Muyu's sleeve, flashing its wings, and quietly stopped on Li Muyu's shoulder.

"Go ahead."

With a wave of his hand, the phantom butterfly that was docked on Li Muyu's shoulder followed Li Muyu's instructions and landed in a place that was neither far nor close to Wuzhu.

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Li Muyu was about to turn around and leave the room, Wuzhu, who had been silent, suddenly called Li Muyu out of his voice.

"You...... Why save me ......"

Why save a filthy half-demon......