Chapter 40: A Thin Group

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Bei Qi has so many bad ideas. Now that they have come to the point of poisoning, this woman wants to disfigure He Cen, so she must also taste the bitter consequences.

Now that her face was disfigured, it would not be easy for her to hook up with other monks in the future.

There are quite a lot of such poisonous creatures in the demon clan. Bei Qi has already thought of how to torture this woman. Wen Qingbo and the others are not idle either. They are not good people. If someone respects me an inch, I will respect him ten feet. Now this woman is about to turn against them. Why should they be polite?

Jun Chao threw the man out with a cold face and shouted, "Get lost! Don't show up in front of us anymore in the future, or else don't blame me for being merciless."

"I won't bother with you about following me today. Just do your job well and stop trying to be smart."

Others simply didn't bother to talk to her, and Ouyang Yinyin had no idea what she had done to make her target angry.

After reviewing the situation in his mind, he decided not to withstand Jun Chao's pressure. Besides, he was injured, so he quickly ran away.

As soon as she left, He Cen couldn't help coughing twice, which scared Jun Chao so much that he almost thought that the injury on his finger just now was serious.

"Hehe! Is everything okay?"

He Cen waved his hands after coughing, "It's okay, it's okay. I choked on my own saliva. Look how scared you are."

Jun Chao didn't say anything, but he looked obviously relieved.

"The woman was not seriously injured. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must tell me immediately. I don't want you to get hurt."

He Cen patted his shoulder nonchalantly, "Oh, look at you, you treat me like a porcelain doll, I can't die, even if she really dies, I can still survive, don't be nervous."

Before he finished speaking, Jun Chao couldn't help but interrupt him, "Don't say that, it's unlucky."

He Cen blinked, smiled shyly, and finally said nothing more.

He was tired today, and he didn't feel like he had recovered well after a good sleep. He kept feeling pain in his body, which might be related to the bleeding and the consecration of Jun Chao and Bo Lou's weapons. Swords are deadly weapons, and the commonly used weapons of the two big guys in the fusion stage must be extraordinary.

This gave the two long weapons the aura of the sword spirit, but it was still a bit too much for He Cen who was now covered in wounds.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is too bleak.

Seeing the tired look in his eyes, Bei Qi and his companions felt so distressed. They pinched the little sword spirit's icy little hand and quickly took out a thick rabbit fur cloak from the storage bag.

"Why are your hands and feet still so cold? Hehe, tell us the truth, did the bleeding today hurt your essence?"

He Cen changed into a comfortable position and wrapped himself up. Hearing Jun Chao's tone full of self-blame, he shook his head quickly.

"It's really okay. My injury was serious to begin with. It doesn't matter if I recover slowly. It has nothing to do with that. I just need to take care of myself."

"I was planning to leave in two days, but now I may have to stay in the city for a while longer."

"You guys better be careful and don't get entangled by that bad woman. She has a lot of strange magical weapons in her hands. Try to avoid her as much as possible."

When his injury started to hurt, he felt his entire frame become much weaker. He Cen didn't want to be petty, but when a person is tortured by illness, it is inevitable that he can't control himself.

After talking to a few people for a while, I felt more comfortable by sticking close to a few big guys, so I closed my eyes and slept for a while out of sleep.

The little sword spirit felt pain all over its body, and liked to curl itself up when it felt uncomfortable. It didn't have much flesh to begin with, and now it looked even thinner.

Bo Lou couldn't help but gently rub He Cen Ruyu's face with his fingers, thinking what the difference was between this and a porcelain doll.

He was feeling uncomfortable, and naturally the people in Jun Chao felt even more uncomfortable, and their disgust towards the strategy girl increased. Bei Qi could not sit still, and after looking at Wen Qing, he drugged Ouyang Yinyin.

Bo Lou and Jun Chao were the only ones left guarding the little sword spirit. They took turns using up a lot of their spiritual power, and only stopped when they saw that He Cen was sleeping soundly.

On weekdays, everyone supervised each other and was not allowed to get close to Hecen and take advantage of him when he was sleeping.

It seems that Xiaojian's spiritual injury has not healed yet, so he cannot be alone even when he sleeps. Otherwise, it would be sad to see him like what happened today.

Jun Chao took out some spiritual herbs and pills from his storage bag, which he had just exchanged for He Cen today.

The four of them have been out of the foundation-building stage for a long time and have no suitable resources at hand. They can't just let the sword spirits search for treasures. Since they are going to be He Cen's masters, they must act like masters.

There are some in the thin building as well. Anyway, just keep them in stock whether they are useful or not, and don’t worry about whether they are wasted or not.

"I don't know what kind of place Guixu Lingchuan is. As long as He He's injury doesn't heal, I won't be able to let it go."

Bo Lou patted He Cen's back gently, his brows still furrowed.

"He is usually very well behaved. He only clings to people when he is really in pain. Even his words become softer and he listens carefully."

Jun Chao felt unhappy and pinched He Cen's slightly pink fingertips. He made up his mind that no matter whether He Cen was a sword spirit or not, he would be a patient and good master, and would accompany He Cen well and let him live happily every day.

No need to worry, no need to try to flatter, he just has to be himself.

He Cen slept for another whole day. When he woke up, he found that he had moved to another place, which did not look like the place in the ghost town.

Seeing that he had woken up, Bo Lou hid him in his arms again, "He is on Jun Chao's immortal ship. We will take you to the secret realm and give you some supplements for the foundation-building stage."

"Are you feeling better?"

He Cen nodded, but still felt a little confused, and asked Bo Lou in a low voice, "Where is Ouyang Yinyin? Did you get rid of her?"

"Of course, Bei Qi and Wen Qing are very ruthless. Don't worry, they will definitely not let her off easily."

You can't hurt the strategist without hurting the original owner. If her life is in danger, He Cen will be in trouble. Even if Bei Qi and Wen Qing are annoying, they know their limits.

This time, not only did they quietly block her menstruation, they also gave her other medications, causing her allergy symptoms to be stronger than others.

Just being out in the wind or the sun can cause a rash, and eating anything without realizing it can make the condition even more serious.

He Cen blinked a few times when he heard this, "You demons have this kind of medicine, it's so powerful~"

"But she should have the detoxification pills I found. I'm afraid they won't work, right?"

Bei Qi pinched his face, "Hey~ That's not necessarily true. This is not a poison. It's not just a drug. When Wen Qing and I attacked her, we mainly changed her physique."

"This is not so easy to fix. She will have to work hard for a while to find a solution."

"But when we heard her talking to herself, we made some guesses. It seems that she has other missions and her points haven't been used up yet."