Chapter 6 Bloody Immortal Hero

After Nan Yan treated the wound on her arm, she remembered another thing. The old wound on Chu Liyue's shoulder that was stabbed by He Nanwan had never healed.

She was injured by a magic weapon from the world of cultivation. It was quite a coincidence that the sword that stabbed Chu Liyue was the magic weapon for protection that he personally gave to He Nanwan.

No wonder he kept chasing her and asking her if she liked Ye Qingsang even when he was unconscious. Given that guy's personality, the more unattainable something is, the more he would be reluctant to let it go.

That's why he held her wrist tightly and refused to let go even when he was unconscious. He really loves her deeply.

…

And in the temple on the other side.

After Chu Liyue heard the Demon Guard's careful report, his originally calm face suddenly turned gloomy. "Go find her for me. No matter where she hides, you must dig deep into the ground to find her."

The demon guards retreated tremblingly after receiving the order.

When Nan Yan arrived, she just heard the sound coming from the hall.

As far as she knew, Ye Qingsang had already taken He Nanwan to the mortal world, so naturally there was no trace of the two of them in the cultivation world.

But there was not much time left. In a few days, these people would be able to follow the clues to the underworld, so she had to speed up the process.

Nan Yan went straight into the Demon Lord's main hall without informing anyone, but this was obviously the wrong time for her, as Chu Liyue was worried about He Nan Wan's whereabouts.

As soon as he turned around, he saw He Nanyan, who shouldn't be here, "What are you doing here again?"

Chu Liyue's eyes were fixed on her face.

The more he looked at her, the more he felt that something was wrong with this woman. At this moment, he even suspected that she and He Nanwan had colluded with each other? This woman deliberately married into Youdu to delay time, and He Nanwan took the opportunity to escape. Several people worked together from the inside and outside to play him in the palm of their hands?

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but she was not frightened by his cold tone. Instead, she walked over calmly and carefully placed the gauze and medicine bottle in her hand on the table.

"The wound on the Demon Lord's shoulder has not healed. These medicines are from the demon doctor. I would like to help you treat it..." He explained his purpose in a few words.

Chu Liyue frowned slightly, not wanting to pay attention to her at all, "Get out, I don't need these meaningless things."

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment, but still did not follow his wishes. Instead, she walked up and asked an irrelevant question, "Is the Demon Lord unhappy?"

The other party ignored her.

Nan Yan was not angry, but smiled at him. Her dark and clean pupils reflected Chu Liyue's increasingly impatient expression. She continued, "Even if the Demon Lord is unhappy, he shouldn't joke about his own body."

This time Chu Liyue gave her a compassionate look, but still said nothing.

She thought of something, and suddenly turned her head and smiled at him, "How about this?"

"I'll tell you a secret. In exchange, you have to let me treat your wounds?"

……secret?

After Chu Liyue heard this, his eyes instantly became dangerous, "You are threatening me, He Nanyan, do you think I have a good temper..."

This person likes to call himself when he's angry, but there seems to be no sign of anger at this moment.

Nan Yan immediately shook her head and explained, "Don't misunderstand, Lord Demon. How dare I threaten you? This can only be regarded as a small agreement between us."

Chu Liyue's attention was focused on the secret she told him. He wondered if the secret this woman told him was related to He Nanwan? Did she know where He Nanwan was?

Thinking of this, Chu Liyue grabbed Nan Yan's wrist and asked threateningly, "What secret do you know?"

Nan Yan was not as anxious as Chu Liyue. She seemed to have expected the other party to be like this. She looked at him helplessly and tenderly, "I have already said that it is an exchange. The Demon Lord must let me treat the wound first, and then I can tell you."

Chu Liyue pursed his lips, suppressed the irritation in his heart, and stared at the familiar face, "You'd better not play any other tricks, otherwise I won't let you go."

Nan Yanwei couldn't help laughing, and then said to him seriously: "I just want to help you, I won't hurt you."

Chu Liyue snorted coldly.

Seeing the other person standing still, Nan Yan knew that he had heard her, so she slowly raised her hand and carefully held the hand that was clasped around her wrist.

There was also a wound on the palm of this person's hand, but it was not serious. It was just that it had not been treated for a long time, and the blood had formed a scab.

She soaked the handkerchief and carefully cleaned the bloodstains around it. Her movements were very gentle, like a feather, sweeping across the skin of the palm of her hand from time to time, causing a slight itchy sensation.

This feeling made Chu Li frown, as if it was not the touch from his hand, but a very strange feeling spreading in his heart. It was like something soft was pinching near his heart, making him unable to control it.

Chu Li became more and more uncomfortable with this feeling and subconsciously tried to pull his hand back, but someone gently held him down.

Nan Yan looked up at him and said, "Don't move. It will be fine soon?"

Chu Liyue looked at her coldly, trying his best to look less weird. "Hurry up, I don't have that much time to waste on you."

Nan Yan nodded, "I understand."

She quickly took out gauze and bandaged him. Her hands were very thin and soft, and her slightly white fingertips pinched the handkerchief and wiped it very carefully.

Chu Liyue's eyes followed her fingers and slowly moved to her face. Only then did he realize that her appearance was somewhat different from He Nanwan. This woman had a small red mole at the end of her eyebrow, and her gaze was gentler when she looked at people.

Nan Yan applied medicine to him and reminded him carefully, "Fortunately, the wound is not deep. It will itch a little after applying the medicine. Remember not to touch water. It will probably recover after tomorrow."

Chu Liyue snorted coldly. This woman was quite courageous. She even dared to teach him. Did she really think that just by helping him a few times unintentionally, she could become more and more arrogant?

Chu Liyue was too lazy to pay attention to her. The air was silent, but there was no awkward atmosphere at all. The main reason was that this person himself had a cold aura.

Nan Yan thought, this guy is so boring, no wonder the heroine ran away from the marriage. If she were to stay with him, she would be bored to death.

After the wounds on her palm and shoulder were treated, Nan Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled gently at him, and said, "Demon Lord, it's done."

After saying this, she picked up the medicine bottles and gauze scattered on the table.

Chu Liyue looked at the bandaged wound, raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at her again, "What secret are you talking about?" This was the only thing he cared about.

Nan Yan sighed lightly, seeming a little disappointed, but soon she recovered. Her clear eyes were filled with a smile, and she waved at him, "Come closer, I'll tell you something."

Chu Liyue's expression immediately turned cold. "What on earth are you trying to do?"

Nan Yan looked at him innocently and waved her empty hands in front of him. "Are you afraid of a weak woman like me? I told you I didn't lie to you. Come closer and I'll tell you."

The more Chu Li looked at her like this, he didn't know what he was thinking. He was obviously repulsed by her in his heart, but in the end he still leaned over to her.

Nan Yan chuckled and leaned close to his ear, her warm breathing rising and falling, "I'm only telling you one person... that is, the sow raised by the kitchen aunt is pregnant and has given birth to seven piglets. The color of the piglets is different from that of the boar she raised. Now the boar is angry and suspects that the sow has cheated on him..."

Before Chu Liyue finished listening, his face darkened.

He has never been a good-tempered person, not to mention that the man in front of him dared to tease him. At that moment, anger surged in his heart, "Get away from me!"

Nan Yan obviously anticipated his reaction and nimbly dodged the attack.

She dares to hide!

Chu Liyue became even angrier. He grabbed the book on the table and smashed it at him. "You are so brave that you even dare to tease me."

Nan Yan nimbly got behind the desk, but was hit on the head by the ancient book. She cried out in pain and could only beg for mercy, "Don't be angry, Demon Lord. Don't hit me. I know I was wrong. I just wanted to make you happy..."

Chu Liyue, who was already furious, could not listen to this. "Make me happy? Oh, very good! I am very happy about how to kill you right now."

“Don’t…”

Nan Yan still wanted to dodge, but when she stood up, she used too much force and her forehead accidentally hit the raised wooden frame with a "bang".

"it hurts……"

She suddenly felt dizzy and even the images she saw of people were blurry and double.

This was bad. She held her forehead and took a few steps when her body went limp uncontrollably. In the last moment before she passed out, she saw the guy coming towards her.

"I have tolerated you for a long time..."

Chu Liyue walked towards her with a sneer, "How dare you pretend to be dead? Do you really think I'm a fool who can't see through your tricks?"

Nan Yan, lying on the ground, still did not respond.

Chu Liyue couldn't help it now. He was always in a bad temper. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up with force. "Get up for me."

After pulling the person in front of him, he noticed that her forehead was bleeding. Chu Liyue was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became deeper. This woman actually fainted?

What is going on?

Chu Liyue loosened his grip on the person and suppressed the anger in his heart. This made him feel neither up nor down, and he felt very depressed.

He threw the person to the ground, intending to leave her to die, but when he looked down, he saw that the person had closed her eyes and her face was pale and pitiful.

For some reason, he felt a moment of pity in his heart, and it was that moment of trance and softness that made him pick the person up again.

"Someone, go get the doctor."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Liyue realized a problem, that is, he had become soft-hearted towards this woman, which was very wrong.

He was lost in some kind of thought.

After the doctor finished the examination, he stepped aside and reported the situation to the Demon Lord with a bowed back, "Don't worry, the Madam is fine, she's just weak, and she was overworked these days, which caused the wound on her arm to get slightly infected and she fainted. She'll recover after more rest..."

Chu Liyue hummed, then waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, go down and get her some medicine, as long as she doesn't die."

That's a really cruel thing to say.

Upon hearing this, the old doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, did not dare to look around, and left obediently.

Silence returned to the hall.

The incense burner on the table emitted wisps of white smoke.

Chu Liyue glanced at the unconscious Nan Yan. He now knew the cause of the illness, but he felt even more troubled.

Things started to get more and more weird after this woman woke up. The things she did, the words she said, and the way she looked at him during their time together all pointed to one fact: this woman was infatuated with him...

This realization made the strange emotions in Chu Liyue's heart slowly rise.

It was as if something was eating him up bit by bit.

But even so, so what?

He didn't need other people's likes, not to mention that this was just a substitute. There was a huge difference between her and He Nanwan, so how could he compare with her.

After thinking for a long time, he attributed his soft-heartedness to the fact that he loved the woman because she looked similar to He Nanwan, so he felt a little sympathy for her.

Figure this out.

Chu Liyue turned around and wanted to leave, but just as he stood up, he found that the corner of his sleeve was caught by something.

As soon as he lowered his head, he could see the thin white finger, the fingertips curled up unconsciously, and the other fingers tightly grasped his sleeve in the palm of the hand.

Chu Liyue immediately pulled it, but it didn't open.

This woman has fainted yet she is still holding on so tightly?

He stretched out his hand to pry her fingers apart, but as he got closer, he heard her whispering, "Ayue, don't be unhappy... I won't leave you..."

This voice made Chu Liyue stop moving immediately, and his brows were tightly furrowed. This woman called him A Yue... It seemed that she had coaxed him in the same way that night.

Chu Liyue pursed his lips. His originally calm chest seemed to be gently bumped by something soft. This feeling... was really inexplicable.

Everyone in the world despises and hates him, even his sweetheart is unwilling to accept him. But this woman is different. She actually likes such a wicked devil like him.

It is...rare.

His eyes fell on the sleeping face again.

She did not sleep well, with her slender brows slightly furrowed, and it was not known whether it was because of the pain from the wound, but her face was a little pale, and with her sickly appearance, she looked really pitiful, with a short and unfortunate life.

It's just a substitute anyway.

As he thought about this, the strength in his hands gradually eased.

…

It was not until the evening that Nan Yan gradually woke up from her coma. The first thing she saw was an unfamiliar dark purple curtain, which did not seem to be her own bedroom.

When she turned her head again, she saw Chu Liyue sitting beside the bed with his eyes closed and concentrating. The smile on his face became more obvious.

Nan Yan touched her forehead and only felt a small piece of gauze that had been wrapped. She touched it slightly and the pain was still obvious.

I originally wanted to take the opportunity to pretend to be unconscious and escape the disaster, but later I really fell asleep. After all, I took care of this guy for the whole night, and it was a fact that I was not tired.

She propped herself up and slowly sat up. From this angle, one could just see a row of long, thick eyelashes on her cold face, and her eyelids were slightly closed.

As she looked at him like this, she couldn't help but poke his cheek with her finger and called softly, "Demon Lord..."