If it weren't for the cold sweat that broke out on Song Yizhi's forehead, Yuan Xu would have felt that she might not feel pain.

Seeing Song Yizhi sitting up sluggishly and struggling to sit up with his elbows propped up on the bed, Yuan Xu struggled again and again but chose to stand aside and watch.

Song Yizhi took a lot of effort to get up and sit down, his face covered with fine sweat was full of joy.

I can move!

Arms can be moved!

She's not a waste person who can't take care of herself!

Song Yizhi couldn't take care of those wounds that were not good, she relieved herself for a while and saved enough strength before lifting the quilt, and then propped up the bed with her palms and moved her legs little by little, ready to get out of bed.

Yuan Xu looked at Song Yizhi, who was extremely struggling with his every move, and once again resisted the urge to help her.

With Song Yizhi's pride, she should want to come by herself, she wants to make sure that her limbs can move again.

It would have been very easy to get up and get out of bed, but it took Song Yizhi a long time to put his legs on the pedal.

Yuan Xu moved his hand, and the embroidered shoes that were put aside were put on Song Yizhi's feet.

Song Yizhi slowly raised his hand to hold the bedpost, and then slowly stood up with strength.

After successfully standing up, Song Yizhi showed a bright smile, but her body was too weak, so she stood up and fell backwards.

With a wave of his hand, Yuan Xu flew out and dragged Song Yizhi's body, and then slowly put her on the bed.

After Song Yizhi sat down, she lowered her hand a little weakly, and she exhaled a breath of turbidity, "It's only been a few days, why is it a little like a different world?" ”

Yuan Xu recalled it, and also felt a little like a different world.

Rong Yueyuan came to visit Song Yizhi after pranayama, and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed against the bedpost and strode up.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan's somewhat serious gaze, and then saw some blood oozing from his sleeves.

"I'm sorry." Song Yizhi spoke obediently.

Yuan Xu silently turned around and went out.

Rong Yueyuan walked up and reached out to support Song Yizhi's shoulders to let her lie down slowly.

Waiting for Song Yizhi to lie down, Rong Yueyuan pinched the trick, and the dress on Song Yizhi's body disappeared, and then a white cloth strip was revealed.

The white cloth on his arm had turned a large red patch, and blood was oozing from the white cloth in several places.

Rong Yueyuan sighed faintly.

Song Yizhi blinked, his eyes looked at Rong Yueyuan with some weakness.

"Ye Lonely and his wife have already shown you, there is nothing wrong with your meridians, can you rest assured?" Rong Yueyuan said as he went to untie the white cloth.

Song Yizhi answered, she silently turned her head away and closed her eyes.

Rong Yueyuan examined all the wounds on Song Yizhi's body.

Except for the wounds that had just been torn by her, the rest of the wounds had begun to scab over.

Rong Yueyuan hung his heart back, and he said, "The wound is recovering well. ”

Song Yizhi didn't answer, and after a while, she said coldly, "It's ugly, right?" ”

Although she hadn't seen it, she told herself how many wounds there were in dense pain all over her body.

The wounds were too numerous to count, and the black scabs covered the whole body like centipedes, disgusting and terrifying.

Song Yizhi knew how ugly he was now after a little imagination.

It's really embarrassing that Rong Yueyuan's face was as usual when he changed his dressing.

"It's fine." Rong Yueyuan said.

Song Yizhi turned his head to look at Rong Yueyuan.

Rong Yueyuan dipped some ointment with his fingertips and smeared it on the wound that occupied half of Song Yizhi's face.

"When I saw these wounds, I only felt distress in my heart." With good medicine, Rong Yueyuan put the porcelain bottle aside, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

Under Song Yizhi's gaze, Rong Yueyuan spoke, "Later, I'll bother the Night Valley Lord to buy some ointment to fade the scar." ”

Song Yizhi was like grabbing Rong Yueyuan's little tail, and instantly became arrogant, "Look at it, look at ......"

Rong Yueyuan raised his hand to cover Song Yizhi's mouth, and he said, "I don't think you're ugly, and I don't dislike you. ”

After speaking, Rong Yueyuan withdrew his hand and took out a dress from the storage ring and pinched it for Song Yizhi to put on.

He looked at Shang Song Yizhi in disbelief, and said slowly, "Zhizhi, it is human nature to love beauty, and I still know this common sense." ”

"Common sense?" Song Yizhi said.

Rong Yueyuan nodded, "Isn't it?" ”

If people don't love beauty, how can those elixirs for beauty, rejuvenation and even beauty exist?

Song Yizhi did not speak.

She didn't care much about her appearance, but Rong Yueyuan's words directly soothed the little care in her heart.

This time, Song Yizhi didn't need to speak, Rong Yueyuan picked her up and walked out.

Coming to the backyard, Rong Yueyuan put Song Yizhi in the chair, "Grievances again." ”

Since coming to the Medicine King Valley, he has not stopped, and the reclining chair has not had time to prepare.

Song Yizhi shook his head, "I'm not wronged. ”

What does she have to be wronged about?

Someone takes care of someone and someone remembers, if she is all wronged, then there is no one in the world who is not wronged.

Waiting for Rong Yueyuan to sit down on the stool on the side, Song Yizhi looked sideways, "What about you?" How is your body? And your cultivation, has your cultivation been affected? ”

Rong Yueyuan shook his head, "My body is fine, and my cultivation is... I'm in the middle of the apocalypse now. ”

Song Yizhi: ???

He doesn't seem to have been until the catastrophe for a few months, right?

She could understand it at the beginning of the tribulation, but how could he even jump to the middle of the tribulation?!

Moreover, he also took four or five drops of essence blood!

Those four or five drops of essence blood have no effect on him?!

Is this a person?

Is this still human?!

The little girl shook her head, her face full of confusion, "What did you just say?" You repeat? ”

Rong Yueyuan patiently opened his mouth and repeated, "I'm fine, I'm in the middle of the tribulation now." ”

Cultivating together is really as easy as drinking water for him?!

Song Yizhimu looked at Rong Yueyuan with a small face, and the gaze in his eyes was full of envy and sadness.

It's really different people, different lives!

He was cut off half his life by a thunderstorm, he almost did something against the sky, and then he didn't cultivate and advanced!

Song Yizhi's whole person was so sour that he wanted to gnaw his claws, but he was more relieved than sad, "Anyway, you're fine." ”

"Thanks to Yuyu." Rong Yueyuan spoke softly, "If there is no fish, although my cultivation will not regress, it will take a long time to reach the middle stage of the tribulation. ”

It can be seen that it is the fish that is too rebellious.

Song Yizhi tilted his head.

Is this the Beast?

What a thief!

Speaking of fish, Song Yizhi looked around and didn't find the little black cat jumping up and down.

"Where's the fish?" Song Yizhi looked at it and asked.

Rong Yueyuan spoke, "It should be that I went out with Yuan Xu." ”

If I remember correctly, today is the first day of the Alchemist Conference, and with Yuyu's temper, he will definitely drag Yuan Xu out to join in the fun.

Song Yizhi responded.

"The medicinal diet of the Medicine King Valley is very famous, what do you want to eat?" Rong Yueyuan asked.

In the past few days, Song Yizhi has been eating Bigu Dan to fill her stomach, and it is time for her to eat some delicacies to fill her stomach.

"I don't know." Song Yizhi leaned back in his chair, replaying the words and runes in his mind, "I don't want to eat." ”

When the words fell, Song Yizhi half-closed his eyes, and the whole person looked very lazy.

The hot and gentle power roamed in her body to consolidate the repaired meridians, and the warm power made her drowsy.

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, who was squinting and preparing to sleep, and didn't speak again.

(End of chapter)