After a while, Lu You sent Lu Huanxi to the door of the thatched cottage. The girl moved lightly, jumped off the snake's head, and gently patted the giant snake's head. The giant snake obediently rubbed the girl's jade hand.
, then turned around and disappeared into the woods.
After noticing the strange movement outside the thatched cottage, Mu'er remained unmoved and continued to guard Ling Xiao's bedside.
At this time, the eyes of the sleeping young man moved slightly, and his fingers made an imperceptible light touch.
But this small reaction also made Mu'er's originally dilated pupils continue to dilate, and her hands began to tremble slightly as her heart throbbed.
Then, under Mu'er's gaze, Ling Xiao opened his sleepy eyes, and the blur in front of his eyes gradually became clear. Looking at the familiar face, the corners of his dry lips raised slightly, and he smiled lightly.
The worry that could not be concealed in Mu'er's eyes also made Ling Xiao swallow continuously.
"Mu'er..." He murmured extremely weakly. The young man wanted to force himself to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it now.
"Huh, are you awake?"
Mu'er turned away, her voice became more choked up and even trembled slightly.
"Well, I made you worry." Ling Xiao smiled lightly, "Hey, Mu'er, why are you crying..."
"Go, go, you're crying! You stupid little beggar!"
Mu'er gave a sweet cry and gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. Looking at her appearance, Ling Xiao was a little distracted, and there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.
"Okay, I'm stupid. You're so smart, so why don't I be stupid?" Ling Xiao responded softly, looking happy.
"Next time, next time...don't do this again..." Mu'er said softly.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao nodded in a daze. In addition to the herbs, there was also the familiar aroma of wine in her nose. The door to her heart that was originally opened for her continued to ripple at this moment.
In the haze, he saw Mu'er using the little spiritual power left in her body to protect himself and activate the fire of fate to repair his injuries in order to protect him.
Mu'er himself, on the other hand, had traveled through mountains and rivers, with scars all over his body. Although he didn't know where they were, Ling Xiao knew that this journey would not be easy.
The two of them did not speak anymore. Although the silence was still full of ambiguity, Lu Huanxi looked at the two of them in a daze. In the past, whenever she treated injuries and the patients regained consciousness, she would silently walk out of the room.
.
But this time, she didn't do that. Perhaps it was because of the mystery of their identities, or perhaps because the emotion between them was too weird.
She just sat there quietly, looking at the awkward two people, the corners of her lips raised unconsciously.
Master, I seem to... understand a little bit what you said...
For a moment, Ling Xiao walked away from the throbbing in his heart, and then began to examine the surrounding environment. This was an extremely simple and elegant thatched cottage, and on the other side of the thatched cottage, a beautiful figure came into Ling Xiao's eyes.
She sat quietly in the distance, with her eyebrows slightly furrowed and her red lips slightly parted. Her tall and slender figure was wrapped in a white shirt. She was like a fresh and dusty fairy. Although she was elegant, she was not cold. Instead, she had an air of untainted worldliness.
Mild temperament.
The beauty looked at the two of them quietly, her starry eyes were graceful, her hands were on her chin, she was thinking about something, but her eyes always stayed on the two of them.
Was she...saved me?
Ling Xiao had some doubts in his heart, and when his eyes met the girl's, the girl didn't hide it at all, and nodded with a slight smile.
Ling Xiao also nodded numbly. Mu'er brought him here. He had no memory during this period. Ling Xiao was still a little confused about this strange environment.
Immediately, Mu'er patted Ling Xiao's chest and looked at Lu Huanxi in the thatched house.
"This is the Lingxi Mountains, and that person over there is the owner of the Lingxi Mountains—Lu Huanxi. It was she who saved you." Mu'er said softly.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao just wanted to get up, but there was tearing pain all over his body. In response, Ling Xiao could only give up and lie down on the bedside.
"Thank you." Ling Xiao said.
"Well, it's just your duty as a doctor... You need to rest well these few days and don't move around. Mu'er, please make some food for him, and I will go to the mountains to collect some elixirs."
Lu Huanxi's voice was as soft as the wind. As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up the bamboo basket beside her and walked out of the thatched cottage slowly.
Seeing this, Mu'er didn't say anything, but frowned lightly. She didn't know if it was her misunderstanding or something, but she always felt that Lu Huanxi was a little different towards Ling Xiao...
"Look, everyone is gone, but you're still looking!"
Mu'er said sheepishly and casually slapped Ling Xiao on the chest.
"Hiss... please be gentle, it hurts!" Ling Xiao looked at Mu'er with a look of resentment.
"Ah……"
Mu'er sneered, ignored Ling Xiao who was lying on the bed, stood up, and walked out of the thatched cottage.
The room became quiet again. After the disaster, Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. After a brief moment of daze, he used his spiritual power to clear his mind from the hazy sleepiness.
After a while, Ling Xiao checked his spiritual veins and felt that the spiritual power was running smoothly. He was sure that his damaged spiritual veins had been completely repaired, which surprised Ling Xiao.
In his opinion, the injury he suffered was already the most serious in history. Even if he could barely survive with treatment, his body and spiritual veins would still have sequelae.
But now, the spiritual veins and spiritual power were becoming more and more active. Ling Xiao began to check his body. The spiritual veins were as white as green jade, and there were no cracks in the crystal luster.
After awakening from the Sea of Divine Consciousness, he relied on his strong mental power to restore his spiritual veins. Now, his spiritual veins have been healed again and are actually stronger and brighter than before.
Mu'er's destiny fire and the divine crystal veins flowed quietly on the left and right sides of the spiritual veins. The seven small streams of spiritual power continued to circulate throughout the body, and finally merged into the spiritual veins again to form a closed loop.
Ling Xiao was stunned and couldn't help but admire Lu Huanxi's medical skills. Her achievements in this area must be unparalleled in ancient and modern times.
Ling Xiao then checked his most seriously injured internal organs, sternum, and ribs.
The internal organs are extremely fresh, and even the damaged parts have been repaired to an extent. The sternum and ribs have all been reattached. It seems that he will be fully recovered in a few days.
After checking his body, Ling Xiao thought of the evil dead son. After he woke up, he did not sense any soul sensation from the evil dead son.
"This damn old man..."
Ling Xiao complained a little. After all, if it hadn't been for his bad idea, he would never have been so seriously injured.
With his eyes slightly focused, Ling Xiao sank into consciousness again, standing on the vast tranquil lake. The black crystal hanging high in the air still emitted a mysterious black light.
Not sensing the aura of the Evil Dead Son, Ling Xiao knew that the Evil Dead Son must be immersed in the black crystal.
"Old man!"
Ling Xiao shouted in the spiritual world. Unlike before, there was no voice in the sea of consciousness that responded to him. Ling Xiao was surprised and jumped up to the black crystal.
He stretched out his right hand tentatively, and a repulsive force from the black crystal instantly expelled Ling Xiao from the spiritual world.
His eyes suddenly opened. Although it was expected, he was inevitably a little disappointed.
In the end, although Zhao Wuyu was eliminated, he and Mu'er were exhausted, and he almost died.
If it hadn't been for the Evil Dead Son to take action, they would have really perished in the Donglin Mountains, and if he could sustain himself until Mu'er brought him here for treatment, it must have been the Evil Dead Son who used the power of his soul to prolong his life.
Although this old man was weird, he was also very caring about him. The resentment in Ling Xiao's heart completely dissipated, but...
A hint of coldness flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.
Ye family...
Tiangang Sect......
Zhao Wuyu...
Ling Xiao did not regret killing Ye Shi and Ye Tian, and Ling Xiao did not feel at all inappropriate about deposing Zhao Wuyu.
After all, the Tiangang Sect is just the eagle dog of the Ye family. It is not Ling Xiao's character to sit back and wait to be slaughtered by others. Although there is no hope for the mayfly to shake the giant tree, you will not know if you don't try.
What's more, from the beginning to the end, they were the ones who came to cause trouble for me, and I only chose to fight back as necessary to protect myself.
"It seems that I am still too weak..."
Ling Xiao sighed lightly, only strength is the strongest principle, it seems that he will have to practice more diligently in the future.
But now, he can only rest quietly to prevent the wound from cracking again.
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that Mu'er walked in with a bowl of chicken soup. There were many poultry raised in the backyard of Lu Huanxi's kitchen, so the food for Mu'er in the Lingxi Mountains these days was not bad.
Although Mu'er often prepared food for Ling Xiao in the Donglin Mountains, most of the food she prepared was simple meat, or even dry food and fruits that could only satisfy his hunger.
Ling Xiao is not picky about food, but he is also very greedy. After all, the pleasure of mouth and tongue is also a kind of enjoyment.
The rich aroma of meat filled the house. Ling Xiao looked at Mu'er who walked into the door with some surprise. Ling Xiao, who had not eaten for more than half a month, was now ravenous, and the delicious aroma of the food was even more exciting.
Tasting his taste buds.
Ling Xiao's throat squirmed, and his eyes were filled with surprise.
"You, when did your cooking skills become so good?" Ling Xiao asked doubtfully.
Hearing this, Mu'er glared at him fiercely.
"Tch, eat it if you like!"
"Eat, eat, I will definitely eat what you made!"
Ling Xiao was still unable to move. When he saw him struggling to get up and take the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, Mu'er sighed impatiently.
"You'd better lie down quietly."
After saying that, Mu'er sat on Ling Xiao's bedside, gently picked up the spoon with her delicate hands, and scooped up a mouthful of thick soup, steaming hot steam rising up.
Mu'er opened her red lips slightly to blow away the hot air, then gently brought the spoon to Ling Xiao's lips.
This was also the first time that Ling Xiao had been fed. His originally calm heart suddenly became hot. The shy young man blushed, and he was a little uncomfortable facing Mu'er's gentle and delicate side.
But then he slowly opened his thin lips. The sweet soup mixed with the fragrance of the girl's lips instantly filled his taste buds and went straight from his throat to his stomach. A deep sense of satisfaction swept through his body.
Seeing Ling Xiao's shy look, Mu'er raised her eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but secretly thought, "Silly little beggar..."
Ling Xiao knew that he was seriously injured and his cultivation had not yet reached the point of complete ineclusion, so he would definitely need to eat as soon as he woke up.
Mu'er was doing this for her own sake. When she was in a coma, she would definitely practice her cooking skills so that when she woke up, she could have a bite of the food she cooked by herself.
Ling Xiao knew what Mu'er had done for Ling Xiao, and perhaps it was precisely because of the cleverness and intelligence hidden under her little witch mask and the kindness hidden deep in her heart that she was deeply attracted to him.