Chapter 117: The Senior Sister Kidnapped the Demon Lord 6
Mingnan looked at Wei Zhuyun's little movements and finally broke into laughter, smiling and saying, "I'm just kidding. Just focus on your recovery."
Wei Zhuyun stared blankly at her figure disappearing behind the screen, and belatedly thought: Was he being teased just now?
He pulled his lips silently, looking at the porcelain bottle in his hand, his eyes gradually darkening.
After he recovered from his injuries, he wanted to see how capable she was.
He poured out two pills and ate them, using his magic energy to catalyze the effect. He felt the pure medicinal power spread to his limbs and bones, and his meridians felt as comfortable as if they had been soaked in a hot spring.
Although it didn't last long, when he looked at it again, the small cracks on the meridians had disappeared a lot and regained their softness.
It is indeed a top-grade elixir, the effect is really good.
Wei Zhuyun exhaled and lay down on the couch.
No one was talking. The cave was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. However, outside the cave, it was bustling with the chirping of insects and birds, and occasionally the cries of unknown monsters could be heard.
As he listened, his eyelids began to feel heavy. He glanced at the Moon Spirit Pearl at his side and pulled up his outer robe to cover it. The light in the cave suddenly dimmed.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep defenselessly.
Mingnan listened to the increasingly steady breathing on the other side, curled his lips, turned over and lay facing the screen, and closed his eyes.
In my heart I said silently: [Good sleep, Yun Zhu.]
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The next morning, when Mingnan got up, Wei Zhuyun was still asleep. She tiptoed out of the house, and this time she did not go to Lingtan, but went into the dense forest.
205 Curious: [Host, why are you here if you don't want to heal your wounds? ]
"Hunting." Mingnan saw a black panther chasing a sika deer as soon as he entered the forest.
The black panther had shiny fur and sparkling eyes; it was obviously a monster and very ferocious. Upon seeing Mingnan, it immediately gave up on the deer and instead opened its bloody mouth and pounced towards her, stirring up a bloody gust of wind.
Mingnan frowned, turned his spiritual power into a whip in his backhand, bent his waist and lashed it out. It hit the tree with a "bang", and the leaves rustled. A colorful snake fell down, spitting out its tongue and breathing, then stood up and stared at Mingnan with red light in its eyes.
Another monster.
Mingnan's eyes lit up. The demon cores and furs of these two should be able to fetch a lot of money.
The snake hissed forward and launched a tentative attack.
Mingnan's palm flashed purple light, and he struck back at the moment the snake jumped up. With a "sizzle" sound and a flash of lightning, the snake turned into colorful black, twitched twice, and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Black Panther knew that Mingnan was not someone to be trifled with, so he turned around and was about to run away. Mingnan took out a dagger from his storage ring, swung it hard, and stabbed it into Black Panther's body.
The black panther howled and knelt down.
This time Mingnan did not use the power of thunder and lightning to avoid damaging the black panther's fur. She killed the black panther herself with a dagger.
Ming Nan spent the rest of the morning in the woods, killing countless monsters, peeling their skins and taking out their pills, then washing them by the water. Soon, a small hill appeared in his storage ring.
She herself was also covered in blood and ashes.
She curiously lifted her sleeve and smelled it, then her face changed drastically, her vision went dark, she staggered two steps, turned around, held onto the tree trunk, and vomited violently.
But she didn't eat anything, she could only vomit and couldn't vomit anything.
[Hmm...how...how...can it...smell so...smell! 】
205: [Host, please stop vomiting. If you vomit again, I will feel like vomiting. Is it really that smelly? ]
Mingnan's stomach churned for a long time, and when he realized he couldn't vomit it out, his stomach stopped churning with regret.
She quickly took off her clothes and jumped into the pond naked.
Mingnan sighed comfortably as the water filled with spiritual energy enveloped his entire body. He leaned against the stone and said, "It's a pity that you have no sense of smell, otherwise I would really like to let you smell it. The smell is like a rotting corpse mixed with stinky tofu and two jars of vinegar, then sealed in a jar and fermented for 49 days, then opened and mixed with blood..."
205 imagined it for a moment and quickly called a halt: [Enough, enough, if you keep saying that I will spit into your brain.]
Mingnan successfully got rid of it, and shut up with satisfaction.
She leaned against the stone and closed her eyes. The spiritual energy in her dantian circulated automatically and slowly flowed into her whole body.
The sun was shining brightly at this time, making the water in the pond warm. She felt sleepy after soaking in it for a while.
After an unknown amount of time, a breeze blew up from the lake surface, blowing down a wild peach tree. The pink and white petals floated to her side like stars in the water.
Mingnan's eyelashes trembled and she gradually regained consciousness. She was about to get up, but suddenly she realized something and relaxed.
She didn't move or close her eyes, just waited quietly for someone to approach.
Wei Zhuyun looked at the person leaning against the stone. Her black hair, as smooth as silk, was spread out behind her, revealing her smooth and beautiful profile and gracefully curved neck and shoulders. He couldn't help but pause.
He knelt on one knee behind her silently and moved closer.
It had been a long time since he had slept so defenselessly.
This is a big taboo, especially when there is someone around you who you don't know the details of.
He would never make such a low-level mistake in the past, but ever since he met Mingnan, his bottom line has been retreating again and again.
This is not right and should not be done.
No matter whether she has learned magic or used other methods, this person must not be allowed to stay!
Wei Zhuyun's eyes froze, and he made up his mind. He stretched out his big, bony hand and slowly reached for Mingnan's neck.
It was so fragile and thin that he could break it with just a little force.
The beauty dies, but it only takes a thought for him to decide.
His hand was about to fall.
205 was so anxious that he screamed: [Host, look at what I said!!! I said he was a disaster! If you don't listen to the system, you will suffer the consequences. Lust is a knife above your head. You will be killed by your own lust! What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for him to have a change of heart? ! ]
In comparison, Mingnan was so calm that she seemed like an outsider. She maintained that posture without moving, and even her breathing did not change at all.
【yes.】
205: [What is it?]
Mingnan said lazily: [I am waiting for him to have a change of heart.]
205: [??? Are you sure he has this thing? What if he doesn’t?]
While the two were talking, Wei Zhuyun's slightly cool fingers had already pressed on Mingnan's skin, causing a slight shiver.
205: [Look, look! I said he has no conscience, a gigolo, bah!]
In the blink of an eye, he covered her with his entire hand and tightened it slightly.
Mingnan said nothing.
The wind blew through the trees, and a red petal slowly fell on her neck.
The red flower has white skin and black hair, the colors are rich and bright, and the beauty is just right.
Wei Zhuyun paused, and his eyes moved up along the slender neck to Mingnan's quiet profile, staring at it for a moment.
205: [??? He doesn’t really have a conscience, does he?]
Mingnan's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly, slowly revealing the pair of bright eyes hidden behind them.
Wei Zhuyun's heart skipped a beat.
Mingnan lowered his eyes and looked at his hand, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Is there something on my neck?"