After Ning Wan bandaged the wound, she let go of Shen Jingyuan’s hand.

Xiaoqi: Is it really just like that?

But just now, when the host saw the male protagonist's wound, the emotion in his eyes did not seem to be fake.

He even ripped clothes with his bare hands.

The whole set of movements was smooth and there was no pause at all.

Ning Wan raised her head slightly and realized that they were very close to each other.

The way of heaven, which has been exposed to the sun, has long been numb.

It thought the monster would definitely attack, but in the end it only cut the palm of its hand, and it was so distressed that it couldn't even hold the sword steadily.

I'm convinced. That was just a small wound that could be cured by a tiny wisp of spiritual power. At most, it was only the amount of spiritual power on the tip of a fingernail.

It's not a broken arm, so it's really necessary to bandage it.

Tiandao was so angry that he started struggling again without knowing whether to live or die.

But as soon as it struggled, the chains that trapped it tightened regardless of its life or death.

Ning Wan took a deep breath.

"are you sure?"

"Even if I'm a demon."

Ning Wan's eyes were very determined, but she transformed directly in front of Shen Jingyuan.

No matter how well-behaved and beautiful a peach tree is, how beautiful can it be?

Ning Wan was unsure.

She really couldn't understand why Shen Jingyuan would be interested in a tree.

This is really against common sense.

Shen Jingyuan lowered his head and glanced at the bandaged wound, which seemed to still retain her warmth.

Just looking at the peach demon in front of him who was unwilling to change back to its original form, Shen Jingyuan could no longer bear it.

The "bow" that was originally wrapped around Shen Jingyuan's palms loosened little by little.

As if it had a spirit, it wrapped around Ning Wan's trunk and branches.

Looking at the wedding dress on the ground, Shen Jingyuan untied the red cloth in his hand bit by bit.

The wound in the palm of his hand had disappeared.

Xiaoqi: Look, you’ve gotten into trouble!

Xiao Qi began to control the panel and turned on the host's life security.

Shen Jingyuan also picked up the sword again at this time.

Ning Wan, who could see Shen Jingyuan's movements even if she turned into a tree:

Look, I told you long ago that the other party definitely wants to peel off her demon pill!

After using the demon-binding rope, Ning Wan felt like the tree in Yue Lao Temple with red ropes hanging on it.

It's a tangled mess that can't be sorted out.

The Heavenly Dao, whose living space was shrinking again, naturally also saw this scene.

A surge of hope surged in my already desperate heart again.

It said, immortality is such an attractive thing, how could anyone not want it...

Um?

Damn, why is that sword flying towards it!