Chapter 37 Frost Pear Town (10) “She’ll feel sick.”…
It is impossible not to be afraid.
The physiological reaction is completely uncontrollable.
Mingyao's body was stiff for a while, feeling Xuanxiu fall into her arms, seemingly having lost consciousness. Then, in a half-hoarse voice, she called for the shop assistants who had rushed over after hearing the noise to come and carry the man away.
Mingyue seemed to be frightened by this sudden change. She followed Mingyao upstairs and called Jiali from next door.
Jiali entered the house and checked Xuanxiu's condition while listening to Mingyao's account of what had happened.
"Is there a demon?" Jiali frowned and looked at Xuanxiu. Just as she was about to ask, she turned around and saw Mingyao's nervous expression. She softly said, "Don't worry about him. He just has internal injuries. He's not seriously injured."
"Are you sure he told you there was a demon before he fainted?"
Mingyao nodded: "Mingyue, you heard it too, right?"
"Yes, I did hear the Immortal Lord say that."
Mingyue spoke weakly. The skin on his neck seemed to have been cut by a sharp weapon and was bleeding.
Mingyao glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, paused, thought for a moment, and then asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"Sister, I'm fine." Mingyue smiled sensibly.
"I'm glad you're okay. Tell me what happened." Jia Li, after checking on Xuan Xiu, took over the conversation. Her sharp gaze swept over Ming Yue, "What about your injuries, and that 'demon' that person mentioned?"
There are witnesses here, so why bother guessing?
Hearing the question, Mingyue's face was bewildered. "I don't know either. I was talking to the Immortal Lord when his face suddenly turned cold and he attacked me. I was quick to avoid him, and then I met my sister."
"Could it be that... a demon possessed the Immortal Lord just now?"
When Mingyao heard this, he didn't know if it was because he was scared, but his legs went weak. He looked to the side and made some noises.
When Jiali heard the noise, she rolled her eyes in disdain and wanted to refute, but then she remembered Mingyao's current situation and endured it. Forget it, she wouldn't bother with a fool.
As for what Mingyue said, she didn't believe it at first. She couldn't see through this weirdo. His cultivation must be stronger than hers. How could such a blind monster possess him? But... she changed her mind and thought of the Ji Meng bloodline. She had originally chosen Xuanxiu. Maybe she really liked him.
After thinking for a while——
"...Forget it. No one's hurt anyway, and I don't think there's any evil spirit in the inn. Let's wait until he wakes up." Seeing that there was no clue, Jia Li stopped worrying. "In three days, it will be the night of the full moon, which is crucial. I'll go out and buy offerings in the next few days. You, and you. Stay in the inn and don't run around."
She pointed at Mingyao and Mingyue and warned them.
Mingyao and Mingyue naturally nodded their heads in agreement. Mingyao even blinked his eyes obediently and wanted to say something.
But Jia Li was a straightforward person. After giving his instructions, he left the place in a hurry and didn't want to stay any longer.
"Then sister, I'm leaving first too?" Mingyue seemed to be frightened by the incident. Her face looked pale when she looked closely. She said goodbye to Mingyao in a soft voice.
Mingyao was lost in thought, stroking the small bag of magical instruments Xuanxiu had given her. Upon hearing this, she looked at Mingyue's wound, then at the medicine she had prepared to bring back as a return gift to Xuanxiu. After a moment's hesitation, she waved at him, "Your wound is still bleeding. Take this medicine back."
Mingyue's eyes lit up when she heard that, and she came over like a puppy: "Thank you, sister."
He took the medicine from Mingyao's hand, the smile on his face became more obvious, and his tone also swept away the loneliness just now: "Sister, can you help me apply the medicine?"
After saying that, he coughed again to cover up: "This position is a bit inconvenient for me."
He tilted his head slightly. The wound was located slightly above his neck. He couldn't see the mirror clearly with his head tilted back, so it was difficult for him to handle it alone.
"Okay." Mingyao looked at him, then glanced at Xuanxiu lying on the bed. After hesitating for a moment, he stood in front of the table and opened the medicine he had brought. "You sit down first."
Mingyue squinted her eyes and smiled happily. She sat down as she was told and raised her head to expose her wound to Mingyao.
Mingyao looked at his wound. It was not very deep, but the young man had fair skin and the blood seeping out was a little scary. He just needed to apply some hemostatic medicine on the wound, and there was no need to bandage it with cloth.
"Hiss." Mingyue couldn't help but grit her teeth and cry out in pain when the powder touched the wound. When Mingyao looked at her, she forced a smile and said, "Sister, it doesn't hurt."
There is no silver here.
Mingyao's hands moved more gently, and he started a conversation: "Aren't your family members worried about you?"
He looks young and isn't a cultivator, yet he's wandering around at such a young age.
"My family has all passed away." Mingyue spoke cheerfully, as if she had emerged from the haze of sadness. "I've been alone for a long, long time. But if they were still alive, they would probably be worried. Now I guess they can only bless me from heaven."
"Sister, don't feel bad about asking this." Mingyue was very observant. Seeing Mingyao's embarrassed look, she quickly interrupted, "I'm used to it."
"What about my sister?" Mingyue changed the subject and turned to Mingyao.
"Me?" Mingyao was slightly stunned when someone asked him about his family for the first time. After a while, he spoke hesitantly, "I've been away from them for a long time."
"Oh? Where is your sister's home? Don't you want to go back and take a look?"
Mingyao got a little irritated when she mentioned this. She actually wanted to, but she just didn't have the chance. But she still had to deal with it for now. Mingyao calmed down, glanced at Mingyue's innocent eyes, and replied vaguely, "Soon, I'll be back."
After saying that, he turned the conversation back to Mingyue: "How old are you?"
"Nineteen." Mingyue blinked, "Just turned nineteen."
Oh, nineteen. It's the best time for a man.
At eighteen, you are still a little childish, and at twenty, you tend to have some deliberately artificial maturity. Nineteen is still the best, like a soft-boiled egg between half-cooked and half-cooked.
"Hmm...you look so young. Where are you from?" Mingyao's hands moved slowly.
"...I've been away from home for a long time. I can't remember some of their names. I've been traveling all over the place these years."
"Ah, so..." Mingyao was not good at socializing. After asking about his family, age, and where his parents were, he was at a loss for words. He was racking his brains to think of the question when he heard Mingyue ask -
"Sister, are you and that immortal really friends?" The young man's voice was a little short of breath because he tilted his head back, and his voice sounded a little funny, which eliminated the probing and offense in his words.
"Of course it is. Why do you ask?" Mingyao paused slightly.
"Because my sister really looks scared of this immortal." Mingyue mentioned it casually, jokingly, "Looking at that immortal, my sister's face turned several shades paler."
Is it... so obvious?
She had tried very hard to restrain herself.
Damn it.
"Sister, does that immortal have some leverage over you that makes you unable to run away? Do you want to go with me while he is still unconscious?" Mingyue continued to tease.
Mingyao lowered his head to meet Mingyue's eyes and denied it righteously: "There is no such thing."
"That's good. I was worried about my sister for a while."
"Are you worried about me? We've only known each other for less than half a day." Mingyao took over his words and kindly reminded him.
"...We just hit it off at first sight." Mingyue blinked quickly, revealing her blushing face in front of Mingyao.
The young man acted out his love to perfection.
It's time.
Mingyao pursed her lips, applying medicine to him with one hand, while the other hand had already completely reached into the bag of magic weapons that Xuanxiu had just given her.
The magic weapons inside were naturally not as many as she had collected herself when she was in the fairy mountain, but they were enough.
She quietly grasped a square, rather heavy magical instrument, and she didn't know what it was originally used for.
"Sister." Suddenly Mingyue spoke again, "Hasn't the medicine been applied yet?"
"Soon." Mingyao answered quickly.
However, this caused the young man under his command to chuckle: "Sister, you are not suitable for lying at all."
Mingyue unexpectedly held the hand that was applying medicine to him, sighed slowly, and said with some regret, "When did you find out?"
He took a step back gently, his eyes, somewhat resembling Xuanxiu's, showing a hint of curiosity: "Or is it that Sister is too defensive? Is she just trying to teach me a lesson?"
Mingyao's hand holding the heavy object paused, and Mingyue smiled when she noticed her nervousness.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. You're just a mortal." Mingyue released Mingyao's hand to show her sincerity, and her eyes moved behind the bed curtains. "Besides, there's the Immortal Lord in this room. What can I do?"
"I'm just a little curious."
"If you want to kill me, sister, I'm ready to be killed. Why go so far?"
Mingyao retreated closer to Xuanxiu and did not answer Mingyue. At this time, why should he answer the villain? This was not a TV drama.
She coughed lightly, signaling Xuanxiu to stop pretending to be dead and get up to clean up the mess.
At first, because she was following the bait, she didn't realize what Xuanxiu was hinting at. It was not until she asked someone to move Xuanxiu back into the house that she regained some of her senses.
Figured out something is wrong.
Immortal Lord Miaomiao could even kill the Demon King. He was shot by an arrow in the Ghost Town Inn, but he was still able to return to the Immortal Mountain faster than Xuanhui.
Even if the big monster with Ji Meng's bloodline is still alive in Shuangli Town, I'm afraid it won't be able to make him faint with just one blow.
"It's a demon."
I remembered Xuanxiu’s words.
He didn't say there was a monster, but he was very sure that "it was a monster." The only person present was Mingyue.
She was a little scared as she had some guesses in her mind. She didn't understand why Xuanxiu didn't solve the problem herself if Mingyue was a demon.
When Jiali came, she felt a little relieved.
But she didn't feel at ease for long. When she heard Mingyue say that he had escaped with his quick eyes and hands, her original suspicion was confirmed, and she couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
Among the people present, she was the only one who knew Xuanxiu's identity.
Mingyue, a mortal, was able to escape from the clutches of a cultivator with a natural immortal body with his quick eyes and hands.
He dared to say that even Ming Yao couldn't believe it.
Unfortunately, Jiali was too naive. She wanted to give her a hint, but she blinked her eyes dry. Jiali didn't even look at her again and walked out the door.
Mingyao had no choice but to go ahead.
When she heard Mingyue say that he also wanted to withdraw, she found an excuse to keep him.
It is always better to have the enemy in the open than in the dark.
After keeping the people here, Mingyao touched the magic weapon in the bag and chatted with Mingyue in a casual manner. At the same time, he thought, why not do it himself and knock Mingyue out with a club, just like he did with the ghost lady in the ghost town?
Anyway, with Xuanxiu here, nothing should happen.
Unexpectedly, her acting skills were poor, she was seen through and missed the opportunity.
"Is he... of Ji Meng's bloodline?" Ming Yao asked when he heard Xuanxiu standing up behind him.
"Well, a demon whose spirit possesses a mortal."
After receiving a positive answer, Mingyao felt a tightness in his heart and warned Xuanxiu: "Don't kill him."
She still has important things to confirm with Mingyue.
Hearing her words, the completely exposed Ji Meng monster was not panicked, and still played the role of loving Ming Yao with great interest, "Sister, you can't bear to leave me? I am really touched. But don't worry, the Immortal King won't kill me."
A hint of sarcasm appeared on his face.
"I am just a wisp of divine consciousness attached to this mortal. Kill me, and this mortal will die too. The Immortal Lord from the Immortal Mountain is just pretending, he won't kill me."
"However," Mingyue smiled and changed the subject, "Since my sister cares so much about me, I still have to give her something in return."
He stretched out his palm, and a ball of white light emitting a halo appeared in his hand.
"Sister, don't you want to know the true identity of the friend you mentioned?"
"The Immortal Lord is not as kind as he appears."
Mingyue smiled and gently raised the white light in her hand, but it did not fall directly into Mingyao's hand, but fell behind her.
"Sister, if you want to know, just ask the Immortal Lord. The Immortal Lord's true appearance is very interesting."
"We'll meet in the dense forest in three days."
"By the way, remember to bring this mortal along. He is indeed the one chosen by Ye Yue and me."
After "Ming Yue" finished speaking, a dark light disappeared between his eyes, and the young man who was living there softened and fell in front of Ming Yao.
Gone?
Mingyao was startled and went to check the boy's breath. After confirming that he was fine, he glanced at Xuanxiu.
The ball of white light from before fell in front of him. Noticing Mingyao's gaze, Xuanxiu spoke calmly through the bed curtain -
"Ayao, do you want to see it?"
His true face.
In the white light, faint memories flowed about what happened that night that she knew nothing about.
"I don't love my brother, I love my younger brother"
"I'll help you get her, and you give me your power, how about that?"
The ghost's eyes were cold, but his words were full of temptation and provocation.
"Many men will like such a good woman."
"You're just her uncle. Any ordinary woman would avoid such an immoral love."
"I see your desire."
There was still some tenderness in Immortal Lord Miaomiao's eyes, but it was a pity that his peace was disturbed.
Those unknown dirty desires were revealed by a ghost in front of her in the middle of the night.
The gentle immortal listened quietly, the corners of his lips gradually flattened, revealing a cold look. In a moment, his immortal power crushed the ghost with lightning speed.
Just to no avail.
The ghost dissipated, like a curse, leaving behind a sigh.
"Immortal Lord, your desire."
"She'll be disgusted."
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