"I'm a waste now, a thing that doesn't mean anything, and I've lived enough anyway."

Having said that, Ke Changqing was relieved, but he still didn't let go of the hand that was holding Wen Xien's throat.

To die, you also need to die with Wen Xien.

"Why do you say you're a monk so recruiting?"

Ke Changqing smiled strangely.

He laughed low, like a roar in his chest that shook his throat, and it took him a moment before he bent down, his hands still holding his throat with a knot, but his head resting obediently and softly against Wen Xi'an's chest.

"You don't know how many people want to follow you on the way to Lanzhou, look, you recruit more people."

"They haven't spoken to you, so they rejoice in you, if it weren't for me, you, a monk, would have been eaten halfway."

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense."

These ambiguous words made Wen Xien very uncomfortable, because love was not within the scope of her understanding, which would make her avoid this aspect.

Ke Changqing didn't seem to hear Wen Xien's voice, and he didn't react at all, only hooked his fingertips around Wen Xien's left chest.

Wen Xien's neck was itched by Ke Changqing's fluff, but he didn't dare to move at all, only to feel that it was a vicious beast pressing on him, grinning to disembowel her.

Sensing that Ke Changqing suddenly buried his head in her shoulder, a heavy snort slowly sprayed on the side of her neck, her straight scalp was numb, her hair stood up, and her whole person had a feeling of rejection.

Ke Changqing's voice was muffled and tickled into her ears: "The joy of others is at your fingertips." ”

"You just need to smile at Xuan and be happy with you."

“…… Me too. ”

"Everybody is."

"But what about you?"

"How can I make you happy?"

"Or do you have no heart at all?"

Ke Changqing's hand hooking Wen Xien's chest suddenly bent, and arched Wen Xien's chest in a claw-like manner, to cut open Wen Xien's chest and take a good look at whether her heart and liver were red, or whether she had a heart and liver.

Wen Xien realized his intention and shouted, "Changqing! ”

Ke Changqing's hand was loosened inch by inch, and finally it was still soft and tightly attached to Wen Xi's chest, feeling the pounding heart under the palm.

He fell to the side of Wen Xien's neck, crying uncontrollably, like a knife cutting through the flesh of his heart piece by piece, asking him to swallow it himself, and his throat choked until he was suffocated.

"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! ”

When Wen Xien put it next to him, he subconsciously raised it, wanting to comfort him and pat him on the back, but in mid-air, he stopped abruptly.

After a minute or so, the slender hand still hung down.

Maintaining this posture, by dawn, Wen Xien's stiff neck could not move, and he turned his head to look over only to find that Ke Changqing had fainted.

Wen Xien helped Ke Changqing up and healed the wounds on his body, he now has no elixir, and the wounds will not heal automatically.

Now Ke Changqing has been no different from ordinary people for a long time.

Ke Changqing's pale face slowly became ruddy, but Wen Xien's already pale face became even paler, and it had reached the point of transparency, as if it would disappear at any time.

——

Ke Changqing was in a coma for three days, and during this time, Wen Xien stayed by his side all the time, sending him spiritual power.

As soon as he woke up, it was a strange place, Ke Changqing got up from the bed in a panic, opened the window, and looked down.

It is a lively street.

But it's not familiar.

Ke Changqing closed the window in despair, and glanced at the money bag on the table.

Ke Changqing's hand had returned to human form, and he walked over tremblingly, accidentally seeing the bronze mirror on the dresser, and saw the shadow reflected in the bronze mirror.

Just looking at it like this, Ke Changqing's eyes turned red.

He suddenly smashed the teacup on the table against the bronze mirror, pulling his hair and slamming it against the wall like crazy.

Ke Changqing's move was really ruthless, his head was bleeding like this, and his forehead was grinning with a huge flesh.

Blood snaked into his eye sockets, mingling with tears into a striking red.

But just as he was about to collide, he was stopped by an invisible mana.

Ke Changqing seemed to react at this time, he covered his face tightly and shrunk in the corner like a child.

"Don't look at me, don't look at me...... Clean Dust ......"

Ke Changqing thought of the scene he saw in the bronze mirror just now, and there was a large area of ugly scars on the side of his face, red and red, like a large piece of rotten, which made the originally handsome face terrifying.

Is this revenge?

"What are you stopping me for! What are you stopping me for! ”

"I might as well die! What am I doing alive to become this ugly look! ”

Ke Changqing choked up and cried, tears and blood mixed together, and his cheeks were covered with muddy blood.

——

This is really wronged Wen Xien, the scar on Ke Changqing's face was caused by Yu Xuan's unjust soul, if Ke Changqing still has the elixir, then this kind of little ghost can't hurt him at all.

But Ke Changqing is now an ordinary person, and when Wen Xien went out, he was found by the unjust soul.

Although Wen Xien led the soul to the path of reincarnation, Ke Changqing still had an indelible scar on his face.

Wen Xien was afraid that he would not be able to think of committing suicide, so he set up a protective shield on Ke Changqing, as long as he made a move to harm his own life, he would stop it.

Now Wen Xien is also looking for medicine that can heal the scars on Ke Changqing's face.

But the wound on his face was so deep that ordinary medicine could not cure it at all.

But it's not without a way, Wen Xien stayed in the study day and night for a long time before he found a way.

It is necessary to bring together dozens of kinds of precious Chinese herbs such as Angelica Angelica, Pueraria, White Peony, Chuanqiong, Polygonum multiflori, Angelica, Lycium, Frankincense, Licorice, Panax notoginseng, etc., which contain the aura of heaven and earth, and make them with super concentrated refinement.

These are extremely valuable medicinal materials, which are not found by ordinary people at all, let alone ten, and even some herbs take a hundred years to blossom and bear fruit.

It will definitely take some time, but Wen Xien is afraid that Ke Changqing will not be able to wait that long.

In desperation, Wen Xien went to the Yue League Master and discussed the ten Chinese medicinal materials with the Yue League Master.

The leader of the Yue League was a very cheerful person, and he immediately agreed, and he was flattered when Wen Xien thanked him.

After all, these herbs were nothing compared to his son's eyes.

But I don't know how this matter got to Yue Ying's mouth.

The herbs were delivered at noon.

Wen Xien was still fiddling with the medicinal herbs, and in the process of fiddling, he found that there was a lack of medicinal herbs.

When I asked the guards, I learned that they met Yue Ying on the way to deliver medicine.

(End of chapter)