As Wuming sensed the waves of energy emanating from within, along with Fu Hua's muffled groans, the entire Demon City was in a state of turmoil.

Is Jing Li, that cold-faced and ruthless woman, really capable? Fu Hua's body is so weak, can she withstand Jing Li's ruthless destruction of her?

It must be said that Wuming's imagination is truly boundless.

If Jing Li knew that beneath the seemingly aloof exterior of the mysterious demon clan lay such a repressed and gossipy heart, she would surely let out a haughty snort and say, "Dare to question my abilities? You might as well just poison me to death! Poisoning me would be the cleanest solution."

Half a day later, Jing Li, with a cold and aloof expression and a pale face, opened the door of the inn and met Wuming's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes. This was so dazzling that it almost blinded him.

"Go inside!"

After Jing Li finished speaking, she went straight back to the guest room next door to sleep. This time, she had definitely suffered a huge loss. She had consumed more than half of her true essence and a lot of her mental energy, not to mention those precious spiritual herbs.

Jing Li didn't want to talk too much with Wuming because he was afraid he might lose control and start a fight with him. He trusted Wuming so much, and what happened? He was tricked so badly he was starting to question his existence.

Nameless walked in with great joy and immediately saw the familiar figure on the bed. The face was as pale as paper and the body was thin, but there was no trace of death about it, only that the body was still very weak.

As expected of the Palace Master, he certainly didn't disappoint him. At this moment, Wuming had forgotten how he had slandered Jingli outside the door. Now, with a joyful expression on his face, he looked exactly like a mentally challenged teenager.

Fu Hua will definitely take a bath when she wakes up, so I'll prepare the hot water first. Oh, and we also need to eat. I heard that the medicinal cuisine at Zuixianju is quite good and very nourishing; should we go and get some?

However, he was worried about leaving Fu Hua alone here, so what should he do? Of course, he should go find Jing Li. This was his territory, so going to him was always the right thing to do.

So, when Jing Li, who had just finished bathing and was about to go to sleep, was interrupted by the idiot Wuming, she was suddenly struck by an unparalleled injury.

"You'd better have a good reason." Otherwise, I'll kill you in a heartbeat. This is what Wuming understood from Jing Li's eyes, and he wasn't too stupid.

"I want the medicinal cuisine and spirit wine from Zuixianju, to nourish my body, something suitable for Fuhua." This was so self-righteous that Jingli's lips twitched uncontrollably. Damn it, that's your sweetheart, not mine, what business is it of mine?

"Get out of here right now!" Jing Li exuded a chilling killing intent.

"If you're going to save someone, you should see them through to the end. How can you just stand by and watch them die?" How can you be so cold-hearted? Are you even human?! The mysterious demon wanted to roar at Jing Li's indifferent face. He still looked completely self-righteous, as if he wouldn't leave unless Jing Li agreed to his request. He was being unreasonable, making a scene, and being a sore loser.

Jing Li's piercing gaze fell upon the mysterious demon, but to no avail; the demon's skin was impervious to blades. The current situation didn't allow Jing Li to directly engage the Nameless One in battle. Therefore, our invincible Palace Master had no choice but to back down: "Get lost, I'll arrange for someone to deliver it."

Then, while Ye Xiruo was busy working with spiritual herbs in the spiritual herb garden, she suddenly received a message from Jing Li, asking Zhang Quan to send some nourishing medicinal food and spiritual wine to the XX Inn in the West District, Room 1 of the Heavenly Class.

Ye Xiruo's expression was like this Σ(°△°|||).

So the reason my master has been missing for so many days is because he went to the West District to have some fun. The West District is a mixed bag, and the food there isn't very good. He wanted to improve the food but was afraid of revealing his identity, so he asked her to do it.

It has to be said that Ye Xiruo has a very creative mind; she actually filled in the plot herself.

Since the master had spoken, Ye Xiruo naturally rushed to the main kitchen and instructed Zhang Quan to quickly prepare the medicinal cuisine, making sure it was excellent in color, aroma, and taste, and that the master would be satisfied, even though that was impossible.

After Zhang Quan broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, he was promoted to a Grandmaster of Spiritual Medicine. Now, he was making medicinal cuisine with great skill, which made Ye Xiru's eyes light up with admiration.

An hour later, a man dressed as an innkeeper knocked on the door of room number one, and surprisingly, he was not killed by Wuming.

"Leave it outside, you can go now."

It seems the shopkeeper was right; this customer is indeed eccentric. We'd better leave quickly!

After confirming that the person had really left, Wuming secretly brought back the huge food box.

The moment Wuming opened the food box, a smile naturally crept onto his lips. Jing Li was indeed sincere; the food box contained about ten kinds of medicinal dishes, all presented in exquisitely beautiful jade bowls, like works of art. The food box itself was also specially made, engraved with sophisticated arrays to maintain the temperature and flavor of the medicinal dishes. Jing Li was truly a good person! There were also three small bottles of spirit wine. He opened them and smelled them; they were actually top-grade spirit wine. Wuming licked his lips. This kind of top-grade spirit wine, which was priceless and couldn't be bought even with spirit stones, had been given three bottles by Jing Li at once. He was truly a good person.

Jingli, who was inexplicably given the "friend zone" card, was completely bewildered. "What happened? I have no idea."

Actually, you can't really blame Jing Li. He only sent a message to Ye Xiruo, but Ye Xiruo automatically filled in the blanks, thinking he was going to send Jing Li medicinal cuisine and spirit wine. Of course, he went all out, from the medicinal cuisine to the plating, everything was exquisite, as if afraid his master wouldn't be satisfied. In the end, he never expected that Wuming would benefit from it.

Wuming took out a bottle of spirit wine from the food box, then closed the food box again. He couldn't resist and decided to have a couple of sips!

But after taking a sip, he couldn't stop. The taste and the ultimate enjoyment it brought were so good that even a demon would be tempted to succumb.

Wuming quickly finished a bottle of spirit wine, licked his lips, and vowed to ask Jingli for more of it when he left.

Hahaha! You drank the spirit wine my apprentice offered me as a tribute, and now you want more? You're dreaming!

Wuming didn't have to wait long before Fuhua woke up and called out softly, "Aming."

The arrogant and domineering Wuming instantly transformed into a silly and adorable husky, appearing beside Fuhua's bedside with his sparkling light bulb eyes, looking at Fuhua with a look of surprise.

"How are you?" The voice trembled slightly.

A genuine smile appeared on Fu Hua's pale and beautiful face: "Very good, better than ever before." Freed from the constant, agonizing pain that had plagued her day and night, she felt an indescribable sense of ease. This unprecedented ease thrilled Fu Hua, and even her usually sorrowful face flushed slightly.

"Thanks to Palace Master Jingli, my life belongs to him."

"We should thank him properly!" He didn't shatter his last hope.