"Do you know it hurts now? Let you show off." Ye Moyan said angrily.
She is already like this, yet she still says this!
For a moment, Ling Xuewei felt even more aggrieved.
Someone was quickly defeated by Ling Xuewei's eye attack, and his voice softened, "Lie down and recuperate, I will be here with you."
"Um."
Ling Xuewei reached out and held Ye Moyan's hand, their fingers intertwined, warmth and affection flowed in the air.
Unknowingly, she fell into deep sleep again.
Ye Moyan looked at Ling Xuewei's pale and thin face, with distress flashing in his eyes.
He raised his hand and caressed her cheek, his deep eyes never blinking.
How could this silly girl be so stupid?
Looking at the injuries on Ling Xuewei's body, in addition to the abdominal ones, there were many wounds on her body, including burns, stab wounds, and knife wounds... This was his little girl, the treasure he held in the palm of his hand. Why did he do this to those things?
!
At this moment, Ye Moyan's whole body erupted with a terrifying evil spirit! Like a demon coming out of the abyss of killing, just one look can make people tremble from the bottom of their hearts!
Ye Moyan held Ling Xuewei's hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand reverently.
Like a loyal believer.
"Weier, I'll be back as soon as I go."
Ye Moyan set up another barrier in the entire cave, got up and turned around to leave.
Soon, it disappeared.
At this moment, Poison Dragon and the four ghost kings still don't know that a devastating blow will befall them.
Later, I heard from the little devils below that that day, the entire underworld was trembling, terrified by the devastating blow caused by that murderous battle.
It was unprecedented, an epic battle involving most of the underworld.
A man walked out of the darkness, challenged four ghost kings, and killed the poisonous dragon, causing the entire water of the Styx to be dyed blood red!
A body full of evil aura, shaking the heaven and earth.
He is completely the God of Death who walked out of the Netherworld Abyss!
In the end, the poisonous dragon was killed, two of the four ghost kings were lost, and the other two ghost kings fled in horror and wantonly. Half of the Styx was destroyed, especially the sixth floor, which could hardly withstand the destruction caused by this battle and collapsed.
Most of it.
Ghosts howl and corpses litter the fields.
Truly reduced to purgatory.
…
At this moment, Ling Xuewei had no idea that the outside was completely in chaos because of her.
When she woke up, she saw Ye Moyan guarding the side.
Hearing the movement beside him, Ye Moyan immediately opened his eyes, and his originally fierce eyes softened instantly, "Are you awake?"
"Well, how long have I slept?" Ling Xuewei asked.
"Less than a day."
These days, Ling Xuewei couldn't eat well or sleep well. She was always vigilant to prevent monsters from attacking. Only by Ye Moyan's side could she fall asleep without any precautions.
When she woke up, her body felt much more relaxed.
People are also very energetic.
I looked at the wounds on my body and saw that all the wounds had been bandaged and applied medicine. Although I was still weak, fortunately I didn't have a fever.
"These are the medicines you gave me."
"Are you useless?"
Ling Xuewei was surprised.
"You gave more, but you still have some left. These are the last."
"Do you think I came earlier than by chance?"
Ling Xuewei blinked at Ye Moyan, and with a wave of her hand, a pile of bottles and jars appeared in front of her, all of which were medicines for wounds, and they were all the best.
"Yes." Ye Moyan looked at Ling Xuewei lovingly.
No matter what Ling Xuewei says at this moment, I'm afraid he will respond in this way.
"Huh? Are you injured?" At this moment, Ling Xuewei suddenly discovered that there were cuts on Ye Moyan's back.
"Maybe I accidentally scratched it somewhere."
"No, let me take a look!"
"It's okay, I've taken medicine..."
"let me see!"
Ling Xuewei pulled Ye Moyan to sit down domineeringly and forcibly took off his clothes.
Ye Moyan wanted to break away, but he was worried that it would injure Ling Xuewei's wound. After hesitation, his clothes were pulled off.
When Ling Xuewei saw the injuries on Ye Moyan's body, she took a deep breath!
There are countless new wounds, big and small, including stab wounds, sword wounds, burns, whip wounds, wounds from bites...
Especially on the chest, there are four claw marks across the entire chest. The flesh and blood are blurred, and the bones are almost visible! It looks like new injuries at first glance...
"How could you...what happened to these injuries?!"
Ling Xuewei's eyes turned red instantly!
"It's just a minor injury, it's fine..."
"How could it be okay? These are obviously new injuries! Where were you when I was unconscious?"
Ling Xuewei was a doctor herself and could tell what was going on with just one glance. How could Ye Moyan hide it from her?
Seeing this, Ye Moyan could only say, "When I went out just now, I met a fire lion monster and was scratched by him."
With Ye Moyan's skill, how could he be injured so seriously?
It must be a very powerful monster!
Suddenly Ye Moyan hissed.
She looked nervous, "Does the wound hurt?"
Someone nodded innocently.
"Sit down and I'll give you medicine. You didn't say anything about the injury. You just held on like this. Look what happened to the wound. It's so deep that it must be sutured..."
Ye Moyan's body was covered with large injuries and small injuries. Ling Xuewei had no intention of asking about the source of these injuries. The most important thing now was to deal with these injuries.
Ling Xuewei quickly took out a bunch of things and began to treat Ye Moyan's wounds, disinfect them, remove the rotten flesh, and sew...
There were too many injuries to Ye Moyan, the alternation of old and new ones was shocking, and it made Ling Xuewei feel heartbroken.
What has he been through these days? To leave him with so many injuries?
Heartache spread across my chest, my eyes were always red, and it never left.
At this time, there was a cold feeling on her lips, and Ye Moyan pecked her tight lips lightly, "Don't bite, it will almost bleed."
"Does it hurt..."
Ling Xuewei gently touched the wound on his back, her voice was choked and she didn't even notice it.
Ye Moyan's eyes were filled with soft light, and he leaned closer and placed his chin on Ling Xuewei's neck, "Weier, it won't hurt if you blow it."
Ling Xuewei was helpless, "I'm still in the mood to joke."
Ye Moyan laughed softly, and Ling Xuewei continued to treat his wounds, but she was much gentler and would blow on him from time to time.
He leaned against Ling Xuewei. Except when he needed to treat wounds and needed his cooperation to turn his body, at other times, he acted like a boneless creature.
At first Ling Xuewei would glare at him, but then she let him go.
A smile flashed in Ye Moyan's eyes, and the air was filled with warmth.
It took more than an hour for Ling Xuewei to treat these wounds. Ye Moyan was afraid that she would be tired, so he bandaged them himself.
While Ye Moyan was bandaging, Ling Xuewei took out a lot of things.
Quilts, mats, clean clothes, shoes, food, water, various supplies, etc.
"My Wei'er is a treasure chest." Ye Moyan couldn't help but joke.
