Xiao Zhao waited outside the door for a long time, and the two people inside were still using their energy to heal their injuries.

"Why did it take so long?" Xiao Zhao thought, then turned around and happened to see Zhang Wuji returning from land.

Young Master?

Xiao Zhao was so happy that he was about to call him, Zhang Wuji spoke first: "Xiao Zhao, how about Zhiruo?" She kept walking while talking. As soon as she finished speaking, she had already walked outside Zhou Zhiruo's door. Xiao Zhao opened her mouth. Before she could speak, she saw Zhang Wuji staring at the chains on the ground and frowning.

"Young Master, Miss Zhou..." Before Xiao Zhao could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a muffled groan in the room, as if it was Zhou Zhiruo's voice.

"Zhiruo!" Zhang Wuji heard the movement and didn't care much. He quickly pushed the door and found that the door was locked from inside. He immediately used his internal strength, slapped the door with a palm and ran in and shouted anxiously, "Zhiruo, Zhiruo..."

Xiao Yuer was half-held by Zhou Zhiruo and rubbing blood for her when she suddenly saw Zhang Wuji who broke in and was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Wuji looked at the situation in front of him. On the bed, Zhiruo had chains on her hands and feet. Her face was pale and her mouth was covered with blood. A man dressed in a bearded sailor wiped with his sleeves. How ambiguous their postures were, he felt a thunder blew up from his head, his heart was empty, and he didn't know what to do.

Xiao Zhao stepped forward and took Zhou Zhiruo from the bearded man. Seeing that she was very weak, she couldn't help but worry and said, "Miss Zhou, how are you?"

Zhang Wuji was awakened by the sound and hurriedly went up to take Zhou Zhiruo's pulse. He found that she was deficient in both qi and blood, and her body was extremely weak. She was worried that she had forgotten what she had just been at a loss and said, "Zhiruo, how could your body become like this?"

Oh, no, he has taken care of Tie Xinlan!

The ordinary Shiquan Dabu Tang takes half an hour to boil, but Zhou Zhiruo's internal injuries were severe and his true energy was broken. Xiaoyuer improved the formula and needed to boil for two hours.

Xiaoyuer looked at the fire carefully. From time to time, someone came to the kitchen. When he saw Xiaoyuer making soup, he couldn't help asking. Xiaoyuer said: The master ordered it.

Zhou Zhiruo could no longer speak at this time. She had just used her qi to heal her wounds, but she suddenly heard Zhang Wuji's voice, and her true energy was distracted for a moment. Now the true energy was running around, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Xiao Yuer didn't want to mix with Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min, and Zhou Zhiruo was weak and needed to make up for it.

Zhang Wuji's face turned red and said embarrassedly: "Brother Jiang has always been on the boat, but I don't know."

I don’t know how Tie Xinlan is doing now? I have been missing for so long, and it seems that no one will worry except her.

Xiaoyuer couldn't help but sigh.

But she still noticed the tooth mark on Zhang Wuji's hand, which was supposed to be bitten by Zhao Min.

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?" Zhang Wuji suddenly laughed, "Zhiruo, you should be patient for a while, and when I borrow the Yitian Sword, I will come to untie the chain for you."

Zhang Wuji held Zhou Zhiruo's hand and was about to input internal strength for her, but was interrupted by the bearded man beside him.

This man looks like a sailor and looks like he is in his thirties.

"Brother Zhang, no!"

Xiao Zhao said: "Young Master, doesn't Miss Zhao have the Heavenly Sword? Why don't we borrow a sword from her?"

It goes without saying who this master is. When he heard what he said, he stopped asking about his own business.

I thought he lived a casual and casual life in the past, but it seemed that he had no friend except Tie Xinlan.

Here, except for Zhou Zhiruo, he seems to have no one close to him. Moreover, if Zhou Zhiruo's temperament is missing here, she may not care.

The two of them exchanged a few greetings. Zhang Wuji was worried that Zhou Zhiruo would be weak and that they would quarrel with her when they talked here, so he asked Xiao Zhao to take care of her. He and Xiao Yuer left the room and then separated soon.

Zhang Wuji was a little helpless and said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Zhiruo, this chain is probably not a sharp weapon, I'm sorry, I..."

Without disturbing, Xiao Yuer felt a little bored again, and remembered that she had never taken care of anyone like this.

Zhou Zhiruo stared at Zhang Wuji for a while and nodded slowly.

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo like this, Zhang Wuji was very annoyed. He and Zhiruo were on the boat for many days, but they had never seen her in person. If he had come earlier, he would have discovered Zhiruo's injuries earlier, and he could have found a way to heal her earlier.

Zhang Wuji exclaimed: "Great, really wise."

"Brother Jiang?" Zhang Wuji spoke out to test.

He asked Xiao Zhao to pour some water and feed Zhou Zhiruo himself to drink it. Seeing that her face was better, his heart gradually calmed down. His eyes were concentrated on the chains of her hands and feet. His eyes sank and pulled hard, and he didn't break. He used the internal power of the Nine Yang Divine Art to pull it again, but it still didn't break.

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji felt that what he said made sense, but he would be confused if he cared about it, and he would be completely confused.

Xiao Yuer was a little sad inexplicably, but he soon realized.

He shook his head, no longer thought about it, just stared at the fire, and suddenly felt a little annoyed again.

The boat prepared by Zhao Min was very full of food, clothing and supplies, and also had some regular medicinal materials. Xiao Yuer quickly found a few medicinal materials he needed, and then went to the kitchen to find the ingredients he needed to start making Shiquan Dapu soup.

Just now, the little bit of concern arose due to the teeth marks and slowly calmed down.

In fact, Zhou Zhiruo is still a little relieved now. When faced with this situation last time, Zhang Wuji told her that she didn't want to bother Zhao Min anymore. Although she finally went to find Zhao Min for her, Zhao Min could still arouse his emotions. This time, Zhang Wuji did not mention Zhao Min at all, and was only worried about him. Obviously, this time he was able to stir his thoughts more.

Xiao Yuer replied with her chest, "I just recognized it?" Zhang Wuji came in, Xiao Yuer did not deliberately disguise her voice. If he had the intention, he would recognize it when he made the first sound. But at that time, Zhang Wuji was all focused on Zhou Zhiruo, so he naturally didn't care about these things.

Why did he become so sensitive and fragile?

This is not like myself. If it doesn’t work, how could he become a slut because of Zhou Zhiruo?

As expected, Uncle Xiao and the others are right. Women are all in trouble. This man becomes less like himself whenever he touches a woman.

Zhou Zhiruo's emotions suddenly surged, which also affected her injuries, making her unable to help coughing.

Zhang Wuji handed Zhou Zhiruo to Xiao Zhao. Seeing Xiao Zhao carefully holding Zhou Zhiruo lie down, he stood up and faced the bearded man.

Apart from the human skin mask, Xiaoyuer showed his handsome face, and a shallow scar on her forehead was hidden under her hair. He smiled and said, "Is my disguise skill good?"

The bearded man said, "I just entered internal force to heal her. She was disturbed by the outside world and her mental state was unstable, which led to her injuries. Now her mental state has not yet calmed down. If she forced internal force to be input at this time, it would be counterproductive."

"Why not?" Zhang Wuji was surprised.

Why did he boil medicine here? What does Zhou Zhiruo have to do with death or life, pain or discomfort have to do with him? Her injuries were not caused by herself. It was a perfect end to help her heal her. Why did she still think about nourishing her?

But the idea lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and he convinced himself.

Zhou Zhiruo was his master. After teaching him martial arts, he should care more about her. Although he was bad, he was not the kind of ungrateful villain. It was nothing more important than a bowl of soup.

After rationalizing everything, Xiaoyuer took it seriously and stopped thinking about anything else, and focused on the fire and Shiquan Dapu Tang.
Chapter completed!