She felt that once she really took off his pants, the visual impact would be too great to calm down and sew a needle for him.

She really wanted to heal him, not to take the opportunity to eat his tender tofu.

Di Fuyi didn't say anything, but flicked her sleeves directly downwards, and a faint white light flashed by, and his pants disappeared.

So, Gu Xijiu was caught off guard and finally saw his straight, slender and powerful legs, and then found that he was wearing boxer pants...

Then, Gu Xijiu's pressure suddenly eased. She let out a breath and began to quickly treat the wound on his leg, apply medicine to the medicine, and apply needles to the stitches.

After everything was processed, Gu Xijiu finally stared at his boxer pants and couldn't help but wonder: "Where did you get this?" Ancient people could wear boxer pants from modern people.

Di Fuyi's voice was stable: "It's something that people did."

"How do you know how to wear this?" This is what Gu Xijiu is most puzzled.

Di Fuyi looked at her with a smile: "Didn't you wear it too?"

Gu Xijiu: "..." She did sew several underwear to wear in this era, after all, she was used to wearing it in her previous life.

But he probably doesn't know if she wears this, right?

She didn't remember that he and she had developed to the stage where they were only underwear left...

He won't have a perspective, right?!

Gu Xijiu was shocked and immediately had the illusion that she was running naked in front of him.

Di Fuyi couldn't help laughing: "What are you thinking about me again? Actually, I've seen you wear it. It feels very good, so I made a few pieces of clothing."

He learned quickly!

Gu Xijiu decided to bypass this sensitive topic and began to ask about his injuries, wanting to know how much harm the spirit-removing lock caused to him. After all, she heard Mo Zhao say at that time that even a god could clean up the spiritual power of her body by being locked for ten days by this spirit-removing lock. Di Fuyi had been locked for nine days, and so many were locked in one breath!

Di Fuyi replied in an understatement: "Stupid, I am a god, different from an ordinary immortal. My spiritual power has indeed been eliminated a lot, but it will not be completely eliminated..."

Gu Xijiu looked at him: "It's a pity that Mo Zhao and Long Fan still ran away. Have you expected them to escape long ago?"

Di Fuyi paused for a moment and spoke slowly: "Xijiu, Mo Zhao is a demon. Unless it is my full victory period, it will not be easy to kill him. In fact, he was still frightened by me in the underground palace."

“How to say it?”

"What you hurt when you stab him is his cloned body. His soul body was not damaged much. If he had just taken a gamble at that time, and then attacked you and me, no one present could stop me. My skills were less than 20%. After using those two moves, let alone Mo Zhao, even Long Fan could come up to defeat me..."

"So you leaned on me at that time not to behave like a show, but to really not be able to stand?"

"It's not that I can't stand. At that time, I had to save every effort to deal with emergencies. Of course, it was also to create an illusion that the reality was empty and the reality was real, so that he could not figure out what I had left."

Gu Xijiu thought about the situation at that time and felt a cold sweat on her back. If Long Fan and Mo Zhao were not free from being loyal, but advanced and retreated together, Mo Zhao was not frightened by Emperor Fuyi's two moves, but rushed up and fought desperately...

Then the history of this battle is really going to be rewritten!
Chapter completed!