However, although the divine fire was taken back, the damage that had been caused could not be reversed. Long Aojun was not a doctor and had no ability to heal the wounds burned by the divine fire.
So this wound has continued to this day and has not yet formed a scab. Shen Wuyu had to be thankful that he was a demon at the moment, otherwise he would have bled to death.
Luobotou had lived for more than 800 years, but this was the first time he had seen such a hideous wound. He was stunned for a long time.
After coming to her senses, she instantly became serious. She no longer cared to blame Wuyou. She directly used a large amount of spiritual energy to grow many small ginsengs. She also took out many precious spiritual herbs that she didn't recognize from her storage ring, and repeatedly absorbed their juice, concentrated it, absorbed it again, and concentrated it again, and so on...
It was not until the juice was concentrated to the essence, which was as sticky as green fluorescent jam, that Radish Head finally stopped absorbing it. With a wave of his small radish-like hand, he directly applied the sticky green essence to Wuyou's wound with a "pop".
In just a few seconds, Shen Wuyou was pleasantly surprised to find that the burning sensation in the wound had disappeared, replaced by a cool and refreshing touch. It seemed that strands of coolness were continuously seeping into the wound, making people feel comfortable and refreshed.
Later, I felt a slight itch at the wound, which meant it was healing.
Shen Wuyou raised his arm and looked at the green fluorescence in surprise as it slowly dimmed. He thought that his wound would be healed when it was completely dim.
She wanted to praise Little Radish Head, but she found that the lush green tassel on its head was slowly fading. She was startled and quickly cut her finger to feed it blood.
However, just as he extended his finger, Carrot Head stopped him and pushed it back, saying in a muffled voice:
"You're such a troublemaker, you bitch. You haven't had a single scratch on your face for three years, and now you're burned by a high-level divine fire. Don't you know what the consequences are for a plant monster being burned to death? You're really asking for your life. You even want to feed it blood, but don't you know you're in the recovery period and can't lose any more blood and essence? You're so stupid..."
"Besides, I'm only temporarily drained of spiritual energy. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep. Protect your essence and blood well. I'll drink from it later."
The radish head drooped its long green tassels weakly, and the part with green leaves even rested on the ground. When it was about to reach for the storage ring, it suddenly thought of something and turned back abruptly. The weak voice came again:
"Remember, don't use your spiritual power and blood essence in the next two days. What you need most right now is rest. You are not allowed to practice!"
It was worried like an old father, and after giving a lecture, it walked dejectedly with its short legs towards Shen Wuyou, then turned into a green light band and returned to the storage ring to rest.
Shen Wuyou looked at its appearance and said nothing more. After all, he was in the wrong, so he gave up the idea of ​​meditating and went back to the house and fell asleep.
......
The next morning, the group left the inn and headed straight to the City Lord's Mansion.
They hadn't informed him beforehand this time, which was a bit impolite, but it would have been great if they could have caught him off guard. They still had doubts in their hearts, wondering if there was something fishy going on with the City Lord.
After all, the ghosts under contract wouldn't dare risk their lives;
And those people...
No matter how powerful the city lord is, he can't bribe all the people in the city, right? After all, their lives are at stake.
It's really...difficult...
Thinking back to the first time we met, the city lord was indeed too energetic. His hair and beard were all white, his skin was loose and had brown spots. Although he was obviously in his eighties, he was in good health, with a pair of bright eyes and looked very shrewd.
Because of Shen Wuyou's words, I originally thought that the old man was just focusing on health exercise, but now it seems that I can't help but wonder in my heart whether this is related to the transaction with the Ghost King.
The city lord was indeed a little surprised to learn that the immortals were coming to visit, but the surprise only lasted for a moment, and after a moment, he put on a kind and grateful smile again.
But this smile is really intriguing...
When they first met, everyone naturally regarded Shen Wuyou as a demon pet. Although Ling Wangqing had now hidden the demon mark on her forehead and her demonic aura had been somewhat restrained, she could not really appear as an ordinary person.
So now Shen Wuyou had no choice but to continue staying by Ling Wangqing's side as a demon pet. As for finding out information, Ling Wangqing was not good at speaking, so naturally he couldn't tell him.
As his 'demon pet', Shen Wuyou had no right to interfere in other people's affairs, so the two of them could only stay at their seats obediently, watching the singing and dancing and eating delicious food.
Yan Qingli had just returned to her spiritual state and was still unconscious. Long Aojun was watching over her, so it was inconvenient for her to enter the City Lord's Mansion, so she remained at the inn to recuperate. Therefore, the only people who were chatting with the City Lord about life were Bai Yumo and An Lanqing.
Fortunately, these two men, one was cunning and the other was very scheming. They sang the same tune, making the city lord only drink and laugh, and not think.
In this regard, Shen Wuyou said...
Very nice!
She just had to be an honest and unassuming person and eat and drink for free, which was something she had never dared to imagine in her previous life.
So looking at the delicious food and wine on the table, she squinted her eyes excitedly and tried this and that.
When you are thirsty, there is sweet and fragrant wine at hand, and behind you is a maid with a faint fragrance of a girl, waiting obediently with a wine jug, and she will never let the wine cup be empty.
All in all, it was a fantastic experience!
As for whether he would be poisoned...
Shen Wuyou chuckled, indicating that as long as the city lord was not stupid, he would not do anything to murder the immortals and disrupt the situation.
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