readytorunbook Chapter 123 The eldest sister kidnapped the demon king
Chapter 123 The eldest sister kidnapped the demon king
Without saying a word, Mingnan used his spiritual power as a blade to cut his finger, and bright red blood immediately flowed out.
She pinched Wei Zhuyun's chin with her other hand, asked him to turn around, open his mouth, and squeezed the blood drop into his mouth.
205 Screaming, [Why are you feeding him your own blood? ]
Mingnan said in a deep voice: [His skills are extremely cold and yin. Once it gets out of control, it must be suppressed by something extremely yang and intense. But here, except for my blood, nothing else has this effect.]
She has the spirit root of thunder, with pure spiritual power and abundant yang energy. After undergoing a transformation through cultivation, her blood is naturally the most yang and intense.
205 suddenly realized: [Is this little bit of blood enough? ]
[I don't know, let's see the effect first.] Mingnan squeezed three drops of blood in, Wei Zhuyun frowned and struggled weakly.
Mingnan pulled the quilt over him and covered him, but that was not enough, so he took out another quilt from his storage ring and wrapped him in it.
Wei Zhuyun lay on the bed like a silkworm pupa, with his eyes closed. His eyeballs trembled from time to time and a groan or two of pain escaped from his mouth.
Mingnan frowned slowly when he saw this. Does her blood have no effect?
As he was thinking, the frost on Wei Zhuyun's face faded a little, revealing his pale skin and lips of almost the same color.
Mingnan was delighted, "It works!"
She took Wei Zhuyun's pulse again, and finally some spiritual power was able to enter. But after seeing the situation inside Wei Zhuyun's body, she couldn't help but gasp!
This is not a human body, this is a forest of ice and snow? !
Which good person’s meridians are covered with a thin layer of ice?
But at first glance it's pretty dreamy.
The evil spirit was forced into a corner, where it struggled to fight against the cold air, and it was difficult to tell who would win for a while.
Mingnan was unable to use her spiritual power to help, so after much thought, she helped Wei Zhuyun up and let her lean on her arms. However, as soon as she leaned on him, her clothes became cold, and she felt like she was hugging a large piece of thousand-year-old ice.
205 looks cold.
The frost quickly spread to Mingnan's clothes. Mingnan gritted his teeth, cut his palm, covered Wei Zhuyun's lips, and let the warm blood flow into his mouth and throat.
The other hand held his wrist and monitored what was happening inside his body at all times.
Wei Zhuyun seemed to have regained some consciousness. His lips moved and he began to actively suck the blood from her palm.
The subtle swallowing sound was particularly clear in the darkness.
Mingnan lowered her eyes and looked at his face. The frost stopped spreading. It was obvious that her blood had taken effect and stabilized the coldness in his body.
Suddenly, thunder exploded outside the cave, followed by dense raindrops falling down, rustling as they hit the grass and trees.
Purple lightning penetrated the sky and the earth, even the cave was lit up for a moment. Mingnan clearly saw the frost on Wei Zhuyun's face begin to fade away.
Her eyes lit up, and she clenched her palms tightly, squeezing out some blood.
A drop of blood fell on Wei Zhuyun's lips and slid down the corner of his lips. Mingnan reached out to wipe it off, but was caught off guard and met Wei Zhuyun's dark eyes.
Mingnan paused and asked softly, "Are you awake?"
Wei Zhuyun didn't say anything and his eyelids slowly closed.
Awake, but not fully awake.
Mingnan laughed, gently wiped away the drop of blood with his thumb, and pressed it on his lips.
Wei Zhuyun's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed the blood, and licked his lips subconsciously.
The previously pale lips now had a bit more red color, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, breathtakingly beautiful.
Mingnan stared at it for a moment, and suddenly felt his body slowly warming up.
She quickly focused her mind and took his pulse, and sure enough, she saw that the "ice tree" in his body had melted, and the demonic energy surged, beginning to flow through his meridians, and the ice melted faster and faster.
The cold air has been suppressed and can no longer cause any waves.
Mingnan withdrew his hand and wiped his palm. With a flash of purple light, the wound healed, leaving only a small stain of blood.
She wiped it with a towel and was about to put the person in her arms back on the couch.
Wei Zhuyun suddenly loosely wrapped his arms around her wrist.
Mingnan didn't move, waiting for his next words.
He didn't open his eyes, but leaned in her arms and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why did you save me?"
"Which time do you mean?"
Wei Zhuyun curled his lips slightly, but did not answer, "The immortals and the demons have always been in opposition. Aren't you afraid that I have other intentions in staying with you?"
"You pursue your goal, I pursue mine, we each rely on our own abilities." Mingnan changed a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his lips, his expression normal, "Besides, cultivating immortals and cultivating demons are just different ways of practicing, there is no high or low, as long as you don't harm others, there is nothing to be opposed to."
Wei Zhuyun finally opened his eyes.
He looked up at Mingnan. The light from the Moon Spirit Pearl shone from the side, making Mingnan's face as white as jade and his eyes as clear as autumn water.
The water is crystal clear, without any trace of haze.
Just like her, open and casual.
After a while, he shook his head and released her wrist, then he lay back on the couch, pressed his chest, and whispered, "You're such a weirdo."
Mingnan put away the handkerchief and stood up slowly. "Maybe I am a weirdo in the eyes of the world, but who knows if they are not weirdos in my eyes?"
Wei Zhuyun suddenly understood and chuckled, "That's exactly right."
"Take good care of your breathing. Call me if you need anything."
Mingnan returned to his couch.
Outside the cave, there was a heavy storm, lightning and thunder, and the whole sky and earth were in chaos.
However, life in the cave was peaceful and tranquil.
After an unknown amount of time, Mingnan began to feel a little sleepy. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard Wei Zhuyun's low voice coming from the opposite side.
"Mingnan."
"Ok?"
Mingnan cheered himself up and replied.
"Call my name again."
What kind of strange request is this?
Mingnan didn't understand, but he was obedient.
She said gently, "Yun Zhu."
"Call again."
"Cloud chasing."
"Call again."
"……Fool."
205: [Actually you want to say crazy, right? ]
Mingnan: [I was afraid he didn’t understand and thought I was praising his spirit.]
205: [As expected of you:)]
This time, before Wei Zhuyun could speak, Ming Nan spoke first: "I am a human, not a parrot. Do you have a habit of hearing people call your name?"
Wei Zhuyun let out two happy chuckles and said softly, "Go to sleep. I won't bother you anymore."
Mingnan snorted and turned his back to the screen.
Wei Zhuyun looked at the ceiling of the cave, put his hand on his chest, felt his rapidly beating heart in his chest, and slowly closed his eyes.
It's not that he has a habit of hearing other people calling his name, he just suddenly found Mingnan's voice very nice.
He felt comfortable listening to her talk.
That night, he fell asleep peacefully with the sound of rain as his pillow.
……
From then on, Mingnan discovered that Wei Zhuyun had developed a new habit. He liked to tease her and talk to her whenever he had time, and he would respond to her even if she was talking nonsense.
Mingnan couldn't bear it any longer, so he came out of the Lingtan Pond and took advantage of Wei Zhuyun on the rock not paying attention, scooped up a handful of water and poured it on him.
Wei Zhuyun immediately became a drowned chicken.
He wiped his face and looked at Mingnan in silence.
Mingnan raised his eyebrows, "Let's make a deal. When we pass by town later, I'll buy you a parrot. How about that? It will definitely be more lively and talkative than me."
Wei Zhuyun pretended to think, and said, "If the parrot's voice is the same as yours, you can buy one."
Mingnan: "???"