Chapter 13

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The child carrying the medicine basket looked at Xie Tingyun hesitantly.

Seeing that person covered in blood, it was clear that Xie Tingyun's spiritual power disorder was not light, and it was not something that could be solved by just any herbs. Generally speaking, in such a situation, it would be best to have someone with you sort out his spiritual power and find out the cause of the disorder. After that, there would be no major problems.

However, the one who spoke to stop him had a pair of dark red sharp eyes, and his aura was obviously that of a demon. Due to the conflict between the spiritual and demonic energies, he was unable to help sort out the spiritual meridians in his body, so he turned to him, a little herbalist, for help.

However, in front of a great demon in the realm of Silence, he seemed to have no room to refuse. Even if Ning Chen went back on his word, or killed him afterwards, the little medicine boy would be powerless to do anything.

He was not a cultivator of immortality, and his medical skills were not very advanced. It was just that he had seen a lot of difficult and complicated diseases when he followed his parents, and he knew how to use some mortal methods to deal with them.

The medicine boy hesitated for a while, and finally, under Ning Chen's gaze, he slowly put down the medicine basket behind him. One hand still did not let go of the dagger he used for self-defense, and the other hand was searching for something in the medicine basket.

The little medicine boy looked young, about twelve or thirteen years old, and his height was only up to Ning Shen's waist.

Ning Chen saw that he was willing to lend a helping hand, so he bent down and put Xie Tingyun down to facilitate his rescue.

The little medicine boy still didn't dare to get too close, but just moved closer cautiously.

Until this point, Ning Chen finally remembered the embarrassing things he had done before.

What kind of luck is it that even the sound of Xie Tingyun could hear the sound of him shouting in pain and cursing?

He sighed and began to search the original material in his mind for how to erase other people's memories.

After searching for a while, he finally found what he wanted. When the little medicine boy turned around to look for something beside him, Ning Chen reached out and touched Xie Tingyun's forehead.

After all, it was her first time, and Ning Chen was afraid that the male protagonist would lose his memory and become stupid, so she was very cautious and only sealed the memory of Xie Tingyun hearing her screaming in pain and cursing, and she didn't dare to touch anything else.

After doing all this, Ning Chen was finally satisfied.

What a joke! If he lets this memory remain in Xie Tingyun's mind, then where can he, the dignified Demon Lord, put his face?

The little medicine boy didn't notice Ning Chen's tricks. He held a magical herb in his hand. The leaves of the magical herb were broad, with a few clusters of thin stems in the middle, emitting a faint spiritual light.

The little medicine boy found a few flat stones nearby, picked up a huge round leaf, and wiped it clean with an old but clean piece of clothing. He then put the magic herb in and crushed it finely with the stones until a few drops of dark green juice were squeezed out of the magic herb. Only then did the little medicine boy stop.

After doing this, he folded the round leaves, leaving a small opening, and poured the ground medicine juice into Xie Tingyun's mouth.

Ning Chen also knelt down and asked, "Is this all right?"

The little medicine boy seemed to be afraid of Ning Shen's approach and seemed to want to move to the side, but because the unconscious patient was right there, he couldn't move far away. When he heard Ning Shen's voice, he gritted his teeth and said, "Not yet..."

Before he could finish his words, Xie Tingyun seemed to be stung by the juice. He suddenly opened his eyes, pressed his chest with one hand, and turned his head to the side and started coughing.

Ning Chen was surprised: "Oh."

It really works. Just a few drops of juice can wake a person up?

Ning Chen subconsciously touched his body, but this body had just come out of the Bone-Refining River not long ago. There was nothing on his body except a set of decent clothes. Ning Chen wanted to find something to show his identity and promise to the little medicine boy, but he couldn't find it for a while.

He touched the tip of his nose with a little embarrassment, thought for a moment, took off the silver chain on his collar and handed it to the little medicine boy.

The little medicine boy might have not let down his guard against him, and was startled when he saw Ning Chen reaching out his hand. He thought that Ning Chen was going to kill him to silence him, so he reacted very strongly and took a big step back, almost falling on his butt.

Before Xie Tingyun could figure out the situation, he subconsciously reached out and supported the little medicine boy.

Ning Chen sighed when he saw this, then reached out and threw something into the child's medicine basket where the herbs were kept, which really scared the child again.

"Can I eat you?" Ning Chen laughed. "Take the things. If you want to cash them later, bring them to me. I will keep my word and will not default on my debts."

“…”

The little medicine boy was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and realized that the big demon in front of him, who looked ferocious and not easy to mess with, seemed to be serious.

Having said that, under the absolute crushing power, even if the demon wanted to kill him afterwards, he would not be able to resist.

The little medicine boy came back and looked at Xie Tingyun, whispering, "Your spiritual power is in a disordered state. Can you check what the problem is? I don't have spiritual power and can't find the source. I can only use the juice of the forgetfulness grass to flush your meridians."

However, there was no dispersion that caused the source of the spiritual power disorder, which meant that either the source was too powerful to be easily resolved, or it was not within Xie Tingyun's meridians but somewhere else.

Using the Forgetfulness Grass is only a delaying tactic. The disorder of spiritual power must be caused by external factors. If the source of the problem cannot be found, no matter how many Forgetfulness Grasses are used, it will be of no use.

Xie Tingyun was silent for a while, did not answer the question, and whispered: "Thank you. It's not necessary."

Ning Chen was still surprised just now. It turned out that this kid used the magic herbs to wake people up and ask the reason. No wonder he said that the problem has not been solved yet.

However, after hearing Xie Tingyun's unusual refusal, Ning Chen was unhappy: "No, what do you mean? What do you mean it's not necessary?"

Ning Chen used 9 points and a favor to buy this thing, and you just want to give it up?

After Xie Tingyun regained consciousness, he had been looking around quietly. He noticed that Ning Chen was unhappy. He seemed to have not expected such an answer, so he turned his head and glanced at Ning Chen, and asked with a strange expression, "What did you say?"

Ning Chen said, "I'm telling you, what do you mean by no need for treatment? Are you just going to give up on it? Why?"

Xie Tingyun didn't know what to say. He was silent for a moment and said, "You ask me why?"

Afterwards, without waiting for Ning Chen's answer, Xie Tingyun unbuttoned his outermost black robe.

The black long robe had protected him from many scratches during the fall, and was now worn out. After taking off the black long robe, Xie Tingyun lowered his eyes, opened the front of his shirt, and revealed a large and horrible wound on his left chest.

The wound went through Xie Tingyun's neck and below the collarbone, with flesh and blood oozing outward. Although the bleeding had stopped, the rampant demonic aura faintly visible from the wound still showed that the injury was not as simple as it seemed.

Ning Chen's pupils shrank.

Xie Tingyun looked up at Ning Chen in confusion. His voice was hoarse but his tone was still calm. "Tianxiao, you asked me why I didn't want to treat it. So how do you think I should treat it?"

He was in this state now, and the only reason he could wake up was because of the few drops of the bitter juice of the forgetfulness grass. Most of the spiritual power in his body had been consumed during the battle with Ning Chen, and the remaining spiritual power after falling into the crack was also used to maintain the spiritual power barrier.

How does he treat it?

Even if the little medicine boy in front of him used the Forgetfulness Grass to wake him up and asked him the reason, could he really drive away the strangling demon aura by himself?

Xie Tingyun couldn't do it himself, so could he pray for the Demon Lord who caused the wound to come?

Given Demon Lord Tianxiao's personality, asking such a question made Xie Tingyun feel particularly confused.

Isn't it the Demon Lord himself who wants to make him live a life worse than death and suffer endless torture?

Why are you asking him now why he doesn't treat his injuries?

Xie Tingyun originally thought that Ning Chen was just playing around, so when the two of them were fighting alone, he deliberately let them win and did not perform at his previous level.

This point is still in doubt, because the Demon Lord often likes to change weapons, and every time he comes to fight Xie Tingyun, his weapons are almost different. Maybe he is not experienced.

Perhaps Demon Lord Tianxiao thought it would be fun to leave him half-dead for a moment, so he did not take action when he fell into the crack.

Xie Tingyun was not conscious for long, and he could not remember clearly what happened after he fell down, but judging from the current situation, the child could not get close without the permission of the Demon Lord.

So what does the Demon Lord mean now? Does he want to cure him first and then torture him?

Xie Tingyun pinched his brows, feeling a little tired.

“…”

Ning Chen gritted his teeth, already thinking about whether to knock Xie Tingyun unconscious, take back the evil spirit, and then let the little medicine boy help treat him.

The original owner really deserves to die. It was such a big pot, and all the blame was put on him.

The key point is that he now holds this identity, so how can there be any room for explanation?

Besides, Ning Shen shouldn't have to explain or apologize for other people's mistakes.

Ning Chen knelt down not far from Xie Tingyun, with most of his face hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his expression. Only his pair of sharp dark red eyes were still staring at him silently.

Xie Tingyun also felt that it was quite meaningless to ask back like this. He and Demon Lord Tianxiao had been at odds for so many years, so there was no why and no need to delve into it so much.

The best thing for him is that the Demon Lord doesn't want to kill him now.

Xie Tingyun lowered his eyes, calmly picked up his inner garment whose original color could no longer be seen, and prepared to stand up with one hand on the ground.

The next moment, the hand that Xie Tingyun was holding up his clothes was grabbed by a slender and powerful hand.

Xie Tingyun's expression changed slightly, and his body's subconscious defensive reaction almost made him unable to hold back and take action.

Ning Chen leaned forward slightly, and a dark shadow slid down from his body, revealing a slender figure in gilded black.

Unexpectedly, Ning Shen's expression was very calm.

He reached out and grabbed Xie Tingyun's wrist, moving ahead to prevent Xie Tingyun from attacking unconsciously. Then, Ning Chen's other hand stopped not far from Xie Tingyun's left chest, and slowly drew back the demonic energy from the wound above Xie Tingyun's chest.

Xie Tingyun's expression finally changed.

Ning Chen calmly took back all the demonic energy that had taken root in Xie Tingyun's body. Fortunately, the demonic energy did not struggle too much when leaving the meridians, thus avoiding secondary damage to the meridians or flesh and blood.

The last trace of demonic energy drilled out from Xie Tingyun's wound and returned to Ning Chen's fingertips.

Ning Chen casually twirled his fingers, shrugged, and said: "It's up to you, whether you want to cure it or not, it's none of my business if you die now."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Having said that, Ning Chen stood up, holding his knees, and flicked the little medicine boy on the head, saying, "Hey, you, kid, keep an eye on him. If he dies, I won't owe you any favors."

The little medicine boy covered his head with his hands as he cried out in pain. He looked at Ning Chen in disbelief as he walked away as if nothing had happened. After a while, he couldn't help but yell at Ning Chen in grievance, "No... why did you shoot me?!"

How could a little kid like him, who was collecting herbs, provoke you? ! ! !

Xie Tingyun stood there in a daze, looking at Ning Chen in shock and bewilderment as he just left.

Xie Tingyun felt the lingering numbness on the wound after being bitten by the devil's breath, and suddenly he felt dazed.

The Tianxiao he had come into contact with was eccentric, aloof, and stubborn, and only wanted revenge on him.

But in just a few days, Tianxiao seemed to have changed.

Xie Tingyun couldn't explain what that feeling was, but he always felt that things had started to be different since that life-and-death battle.

Along the way, he ignored all opportunities to kill Xie Tingyun and even tried to save him.

They bully stone lions and children, and never get tired of it.

The little medicine boy rubbed his forehead with tears in his eyes. He put away the dagger he used for self-defense, sniffed, and whispered, "Brother, I'll leave you some medicine. You can use it to temporarily recover your spiritual power and injuries."

He turned around, rummaged through his medicine basket, picked out a few spiritual herbs, and stuffed them into Xie Tingyun's pockets. He then gave Xie Tingyun the silver chain as well, "These are my thanks for saving that person's life."

"..." Xie Tingyun did not refuse and whispered, "Thank you."

Afterwards, Xie Tingyun sighed softly, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the red mark on the little medicine boy's forehead, and asked him in a low voice: "You just said that he saved your life?"

The little medicine boy nodded.

Xie Tingyun then asked: "Then can you tell me what just happened?"

The little medicine boy didn't know the origin of the relationship between the two of them, so he told Xie Tingyun everything about how he met Ning Chen, was rescued by Ning Chen, and the favor transaction.

After that, the little medicine boy asked in a low voice: "You two... don't have a good relationship?"

Isn't it bad?

They are old enemies of several hundred years.

Xie Tingyun thought.

But when Xie Tingyun thought about what the little medicine boy had just said about Tian Xiao appearing with him in his arms, he suddenly fell silent for some reason.

Xie Tingyun murmured, "He... is holding me?"

The Demon Lord, who always has a strange temper, actually went so far as to ask a child for help while holding his unconscious enemy.

This was too much of a shock to Xie Tingyun's worldview, and he needed time to digest it.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of him. Xie Tingyun heard the sound and looked up, and found that the man in the gilded black robe had come back.

Ning Chen: “?”

Little medicine boy: “?”

Xie Tingyun: “?”

The little medicine boy was inexplicably angry when he saw him, and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you leaving?"

Ning Chen: “Yes.”

Little Medicine Boy: "Then why did you come back?"

Good question.

Ning Chen couldn't explain why he was walking forward and then ended up going back, but it was obvious that he would never let this little brat know.

So Ning Shen snorted, "It's none of your business."

The little medicine boy seemed to be very resentful of Ning Chen for tapping him on the head for no reason, so he continued to ask aggressively: "So you can't let go of this brother in white, right?"

Ning Chen: “…”

Xie Tingyun: "..."

What kind of train of thought is this!

Ning Chen crossed his arms coldly: "You are so good at talking nonsense. It's a pity that you just become a herbalist instead of a storyteller."

The little medicine boy thought about it, and suddenly realized, "You are lost? You walked and walked and came back to your original place?"

Ning Chen: “…………”

"Get lost," Ning Chen said coldly, "If you say one more word, I will throw all the herbs you picked out to feed the dogs."

Little medicine boy: “…”

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Little Medicine Boy: Are you lost?

Ning Chen: Get out! (Defense broken)