The originally dark space was instantly illuminated like daylight.

The scattered black mist was instantly forced into a corner.

When Lingchu saw this, he pulled Yan Chen over and held him in his arms. At the same time, he threw a talisman at his feet and said, "Break it for me——"

The next second, Yan Chen felt a dazzling white light suddenly light up.

He closed his eyes subconsciously.

He didn't know how long it took before he heard Lingchu's voice ringing in his ears.

"Yan Chen? Yan Chen?"

Lingchu's voice was full of urgency.

Yan Chen struggled, moved his eyelids, opened his eyes slightly, and saw Lingchu staring at him.

He was confused for a moment, then quickly looked around.

When Lingchu saw him waking up, he grabbed his wrist, checked his pulse, and asked at the same time: "How are you doing? Do you feel anything strange?"

Immediately, he turned sideways and rummaged through the bedside table.

When the medicine touches the wound, it really hurts.

When there was no chicken blood or black dog blood, almost all Taoist people used their own blood to draw talismans.

Blood is the guide, so it is best to draw talismans.

For Lingchu, this was really an extremely common thing.

It won't be bleeding out like it is now.

She stretched out her palm and smiled, "Then please ask Senior Yan Chen to help me deal with it. Don't worry, I'm not afraid of pain."

hiss--

Yan Chen took out a roll of gauze and simple disinfectant items, preparing to treat Lingchu's wound.

Yan Chen explained quietly: "This is a habit left over from the past. Whether there were frequent wars in the past or the increase in the number of people practicing martial arts now, first aid kits are needed wherever you go, so hotels or large shopping malls will have such first aid kits.

"

Her current body is not as useful as her previous body.

They returned to the hotel room again.

Then he saw that the darkness around him had disappeared.

Yan Chen caught a glimpse of the twitching of the muscles in her palms and knew she was in pain.

Lingchu also noticed the blood stains on his hands, and smiled lightly when he heard this, "It's okay, this is a common occurrence for us Xuanmen people."

Luckily there are some simple first aid kits inside.

Yan Chen looked down and saw the blood on her palm. His face darkened and he grabbed Lingchu's wrist with his backhand.

Holding the thing, he turned around, looked at the wound on Lingchu's hand, and whispered: "It may hurt a little, please bear with it."

If my body had suffered such a minor injury before, it would have healed by itself long ago.

only……

Lingchu saw the thing in his hand and was a little curious, "I didn't expect that there is such a thing in the hotel?"

Hearing her words, Yan Chen frowned even more. He glanced at Lingchu and remained silent, not knowing what to say.

Lingchu's eyelids trembled, but he held on and did not dare to speak.

Yan Chen's expression changed. He tightened his hands and loosened them slightly. He stared at the blood on her palms and frowned: "Your hands..."

Hearing this, Yan Chen glanced at her, pursed his lips, took disinfectant, and began to treat Lingchu's wound.

Lingchu suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's it..."

Lingchu hissed immediately.

He raised his head and glanced at Lingchu.

Lingchu smiled at him.

Seeing that Lingchu didn't want to be exposed, he pressed the corners of his lips downwards. Instead of exposing it, he slowed down his movements and treated Lingchu's wounds more gently.

Seeing his serious attitude, Lingchu looked a little unnatural. She coughed, turned her head, and quickly changed the topic.
Chapter completed!