Feeding humans, she's serious

Chapter 189 "Forgot to Tell"

Gu Fanyin turned her head, and those dark red eyes fell on Ning Zhi's eyes, even the faintest emotions were clear.

"Sanskrit..." He was still suppressing the smell in his throat, and while he was reciting her name, he stood up unsteadily from the ground, and from the beginning to the end, he never moved his gaze away.

Holding the corner of his clothes tightly, the corners of his eyes were full of loneliness and bitterness.

"Forget it," Gu Fanyin looked at him and suddenly sighed.

It was hard for her to describe the emotions she felt before, she clearly wanted him to die by her hands... But at the last moment, when she thought that those eyes would never light up again, Gu Fanyin couldn't restrain it Some hesitation.

Silence for two seconds.

Gu Fanyin turned around, and firmly but slowly embraced the hard-to-look-for person into his arms.

He was indeed a little too thin, and the bruises in front of his eyes fell on that pale face, at least, he looked really pitiful.

"Sanskrit?" Ning Zhi carefully put his arms around her waist.

As a result, before he could stand still for a long time, he was embraced by Gu Fanyin who let go again.

The other party frowned, and his voice was a little loose: "If you are so weak, don't think about running out by yourself."

"I'll settle the score with you after I'm cured."

"If you dare to have a next time—"

"No," Ning Zhi insisted. He raised his head, and even the fluttering hair was draped obediently on his shoulders, like a kitten that had been discarded once.

"Who knows?" Gu Fanyin didn't follow the trend to believe it, but looked down at him, and put him on the bed mercilessly.

"Where is Wu He?"

"...he is still looking for you in the Devil Realm."

Or maybe they are being hijacked by the Yue brothers and sisters to make medicine that can warm and nourish the soul.

Gu Fanyin: "..."

"...Go and call someone over."

Ning Zhi: "...Oh."

He looked at Gu Fanyin with attachment, and used magic to pass the news to Fuyu with his backhand.

Fuyu who was jumping up and down to avoid being chased and killed: "..."

I really want to turn my face right away, but because of the oppression of the power... In the end, I can only go to the devil world in disgrace.

A moment later, Fuyu stumbled into the Demon Realm, wiped his face, and cursed viciously at the location of the Demon Palace: "...There will never be a next time!"

"Why is there no next time?"

A weak voice came from the side, Fuyu was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and met Wu He's eyes with the same hesitation as he was carrying a small medicine basket.

"You heard—"

"Did you see it--"

The two voices collided at the same time. Wu He was silent, holding the small medicine basket and spoke again: "I didn't hear it."

"Also, have you seen Yue Qi Nian?"

Fuyu's mind was a little numb, and she spoke bluntly: "Ah, no..."

Hearing this answer, Wu He breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

—he couldn't take it anymore.

Although he really wanted to make Gu Fanyin appear again, but——ghost cultivator, he really couldn't do it!

What are you talking about as long as you become a ghost cultivator, you might be able to develop the ghost cultivator's medicine—this is not a heavy responsibility that a little doctor like him can take——

The group of congregants that Yue Qinian led him to fool are almost red-eyed!
"...Nothing's wrong, I'll leave first," Wu He shrank his head like a little quail and hid behind the boulder next to him. He was carrying the medicinal materials he just touched and counting them one by one. Before he could relax, he He felt another hand on his shoulder.

Wu He: "..."

Wu He: "!!!" "Ah—"

"What are you shouting for?" Mo Chouzhou, who was thrown into his face by the screams before he could speak, was a little dazed.

Pressing Wu He's shrunken eyes to see himself clearly, Mo Chouzhou pulled away his shoulder that was plotted against after he calmed down completely.

There was a half-arm-long black scar hidden under the torn clothes.

Wu He was silent for a while, and quickly pulled out the available medicinal materials from his sleeves. While testing the toxicity, he asked with a dull mind: "You...how did you do this?"

"It's really thanks to Ning Zhi." Mo Chouzhou looked down at the blood that covered half of his body, and his tone was calm and a little numb. "At least the revenge of killing relatives is avenged."

Probably due to the moment of relaxation after the great revenge was avenged, Mo Zuzhou was rarely interested in chatting more. Looking at the young doctor who carefully avoided his other wounds, he sighed helplessly: "...Nothing. To think that Ning Zhi actually threw me directly in front of my real enemy."

Just because he interrupted the plan.

Ning Zhi took it all in one step, packed it and took it away.

"Then you are...?"

"There are countless puppets in his secret cave. Even if he kills people, those puppets will only attack mechanically..."

"So much so that I didn't get away until now." When Mo Chouzhou talked about this experience, his pupils couldn't help constricting, and he fell silent, looking at the blood stained all over his body, half laughing.

"In the end, it's all because of me. If I hadn't put so much effort into removing the demonic nature from my body, he probably wouldn't have been made into a puppet so easily."

"That was the first successful case—"

"And I killed the last victim of the puppet technique."

He looked indifferent, but behind these words was a huge conspiracy accumulated by countless lives.

The timid Wu He was so frightened that he almost took the wrong medicine.

He hung his head in silence, and suddenly thought of Mo Chouzhou's difficulty, paused, thought for a long time, and still could only say a dry sentence: "...Thank you for your hard work."

Mo Chouzhou was taken aback by this statement, and after a while, he suddenly chuckled.

He didn't continue following this topic, but instead remembered something, and asked instead, "What were you hiding just now?"

"I heard that the devil world has changed—"

"...Are you avoiding me?" At this moment, a calm and somewhat strange voice came from above.

Wu He's hand touching the pill paused, and he raised his head stiffly, just in time to meet the dark red pupils of Qi Nian last month.

He lay down on the boulder, and after a while, the originally narrow place was filled with heads poking out one by one.

Wu He: "..."

Mo Chouzhou sighed: "This is very good, the devil world has been infiltrated like this?"

The younger brothers that Yue Qinian brings with him are all well-cultivated...

Wu He: "..."

He didn't speak, but silently shrank his head behind the wounded Mo Chouzhou.

"Wu He," Yue Qinian said calmly with his dark red eyes, with a soft light effect behind him, "You know, Fairy Sanskrit might be floating somewhere right now."

"If she doesn't show up for so long, if she gets hurt——"

Wu He: "..."

Wu He was expressionless: "..."

Mo Chouzhou agreed with this statement. As a victim of countless corpse frauds, he never believed that that person would die so easily from the very beginning.

It's just that before he could say anything this time, he was cut off by Fuyu, who shot back the carbine again.

Fuyu looked at the lively scene here from a distance, paused, and said hesitantly: "Are you busy?"

"I seem to have forgotten to say that Fairy Fanyin is in the Immortal Cultivation Realm," he looked at Qi Shushu's turned head, and for some reason, he felt a little cold all over his body.

(End of this chapter)