Chapter 37
Nie Wuhen was more panicked than anyone else. When he opened his eyes, he saw Cassel lying beside him, covered in wounds, his heart having stopped moving. He thought it was a dream, but that aura could not deceive anyone.
The cold hand touching Cassel's hot body made Nie Wuhen's heart sink to the bottom. Without thinking, he quickly touched the pill with trembling hands.
No.
He brought nothing.
Nie Wuhen had no choice but to repeat what he did before. He pinched Cassel's chin, opened his mouth, and slowly passed the inner elixir over.
I won’t practice cultivation for now.
He felt like he was going crazy.
Magic power was continuously supplied. Nie Wuhen didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that this time was much better than the last time. He could clearly feel that the aura in Cassel's body was cooperating with his magic power to repair its master.
But it's still a bit messy. Cassel's breath was still frighteningly hot.
Nie Wuhen increased the transmission force and released Cassel's magic power at the same time - he always knew that the pills that Bai Yi fed to Cassel were all for removing evil spirits, but he didn't know whether Cassel's evil aura had been purified after such a long time.
Now it seems that it has been purified too much. At least Cassel's magic power at this moment is not like last time, which was meant to take Cassel's life.
The two forces adjusted with each other, quickly lowering Cassel's temperature to normal body temperature.
Nie Wuhen finally felt relieved.
Cassel closed his eyes, leaned over to hug Nie Wuhen, and just cried. The silent crying made Nie Wuhen more distressed than crying loudly.
He narrowed his eyes and touched his back teeth with the tip of his tongue. Nie Wuhen held Cassel in his arms and patted Cassel's back gently. He sat like this for a long time. When Cassel fell asleep from crying, he took his pulse and reconnected his dislocated wrist.
He tore off his clothes and wiped Cassel's tears bit by bit. Start from his cheek and then wipe to the bloodstain behind him.
Her eyes clenched their fingers instantly after seeing the red and swollen cheeks, especially when she saw his tattered clothes, the wounds of varying sizes, and the pair of bloody wings behind him.
Nie Wuhen suddenly suppressed the violence in his heart and took a deep breath for a long time before calming himself down.
He had never hated himself so much, hated himself for making such a wrong decision.
When Cassel woke up, his eyes were swollen. He hugged Nie Wuhen's neck and refused to let go. After he finally recovered, he let go, sat on his lap, looked up at him, and called him in a hoarse voice.
"Nie Wuhen."
Cassel thought he had cried enough and shouldn't cry anymore, but he underestimated himself. The moment he saw Nie Wuhen's face, the grievance came up again and even his voice was tearful.
Nie Wuhen's heart tightened. He patted Cassel's back and said, "I'm here."
Cassel wiped away his tears vigorously and sobbed: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have run around, I should have been obedient."
"I don't blame you," Nie Wuhen said, "a bunch of unsuspecting trash, it has nothing to do with you."
"But if I hadn't run around..."
"It's my fault," Nie Wuhen said dryly, "Stop crying."
Cassel stopped crying. He rushed over again, carefully wiped his tears onto his shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not your fault."
Cassel told Nie Wuhen everything he saw tonight, including their plan to make Nie Wuhen possessed by a demon. He leaned in Nie Wuhen's arms and spoke every word. When he finally talked about launching the bracelet, his tone was obviously more excited.
"I also left a message to tell them there is a demon cultivator."
Nie Wuhen was horrified when he heard this: "And then?"
"I know the way here," Cassel said. "Chen Zhufeng wanted to cut off my little wings and asked me to kneel down. I didn't want to, so I pushed him. He hit me, and I used the force to jump down."
Nie Wuhen said nothing. But veins popped out on the back of his hand. He remained silent and asked: "The wound on your face was also caused by him."
"Yeah." Cassel nodded angrily.
"Want to fight back?"
Cassel looked up at him, with crystal tears still hanging on his eyelashes. Nie Wuhen raised his hand to wipe them away for him, rubbing his fingertips, and the heat rose sharply.
Cassell asked him: "But what if I can't beat him?"
"I'll help you beat him up," Nie Wuhen said, "I'll be there right away."
Cassel hugged him tightly and begged: "Please don't chase me away. I just want to be with you. I won't make trouble. I will be good..."
"I'll go out with you." Nie Wuhen took the wooden hairpin, lowered his head and gathered Cassel's hair, pinning it up carefully, and said, "I won't chase you away. Really not, don't... be afraid of me."
The last voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. Cassel was also in extreme grief and did not hear it. He just hugged Nie Wuhen and asked him if he had lied to him.
"I didn't lie." Nie Wuhen felt bitter in his mouth and his voice trembled. He asked back, "When have I ever lied to you?"
Cassel said nothing. He was immersed in his own sorrow, holding Nie Wuhen tightly.
The cave was as quiet as before, but the wind was howling outside.
Nie Wuhen took Cassel upstairs. After the two men came out of the cave, Nie Wuhen asked Cassel to go back first. Before leaving, he pinched Cassel's chin and asked him to open his mouth.
Cassel did as he was told.
There was only a thumb's distance between them, their lips were almost touching, and their breaths intertwined, making Cassel's cheeks feel a little hot. He lowered his eyes, staring at Nie Wuhen's lips, and felt that he was not that scary after all.
He will protect me, comfort me, and give me candied haws. He is even better than Barbatos.
So why should he be afraid of him? It's obviously too late to thank him.
The white inner pill slid out, like light and shadow, and fell into Nie Wuhen's mouth. Nie Wuhen closed his eyes, moved closer, and gently touched Cassel's nose with the tip of his nose, then stepped back and said: "Go back and change clothes, take a hot spring bath, and lie down to sleep. Remember, no matter who asks you, you have to say that you have never come out, understand?"
Cassel whispered: "Then I also threw away your clothes..."
"I'll take care of it," Nie Wuhen whispered, "Don't worry. Just remember, no matter who asks you, just say you've never been out."
Cassel nodded.
"Follow this road and don't stop." Nie Wuhen was a little worried. He gave many instructions and only jumped onto the top of the tree and continued to watch Cassel's back disappear after that.
He took a deep breath, turned around and disappeared on the spot.
Cassel jogged all the way up to Yuanqi Pavilion. He quickly took off his tattered clothes as Nie Wuhen said, hid under the banyan tree, and was about to run to the hot spring, but unfortunately.
He saw Bai Yi, who was also exhausted.
When Bai Yi saw him, he felt relieved. He lost control of his temper and yelled, "Where have you been?"
Cassel flapped his wings behind him twice and whispered, "I'm not going anywhere."
Bai Yi laughed angrily. He calmed down and hurriedly urged: "Still stubborn. Hurry up and change your clothes. Go and testify later."
Cassel: "What testimony?"
"Dan Rong is dead. Did you know about this?"
Cassel lowered his head and said nothing.
Bai Yi said directly: "It seems that you know. Because you were at the scene, the outer robe belonged to your senior brother, and you went down the mountain wearing your senior brother's outer robe, and you released the spark I gave you, and you also wrote the words "demon cultivator" on your clothes."
Cassel's fingers trembled slightly, he bit his lips, and didn't refute a word, but at the same time, he didn't admit a word. Nie Wuhen told him to insist that he had never been out, so he would listen to Nie Wuhen and would never say that he had been out.
Although Cassel didn't understand, after all, in his opinion, he had clearly done a good thing, but this good thing did not seem to be liked by others.
Bai Yi stared at him and said slowly: "Don't deny it. The evidence is irrefutable. Now the headmaster has captured the Mermaid King in Qingfeng Palace. The Mermaid King insisted that it was you who colluded with him and the left protector of the demon clan to kill Tan Rong and wanted to make Brother a demon."
Cassel opened his mouth to refute, but after hearing the last sentence, he lost his voice instantly. His eyes felt slightly hot, he couldn't control his ability to pretend to be pitiful, and at the same time he began to hate his own magic power.
He doesn't want to pretend to be pitiful or weak. Obviously these are not him. What's the point of crying? Will it make people laugh at you?
Cassel wiped away his tears, clenched his fists, followed what Nie Wuhen had told him, and said firmly: "I have never been out."
Bai Yi sneered and said, "If you have anything to say, please speak to the headmaster. Tan Rong's death is no small matter. Right now, you are the most suspicious."
Cassel turned his head away: "I'm not going."
The barrier outside was fluctuating, as if someone had broken in.
Bai Yi looked back and sighed, "The current situation doesn't allow you to go or not. Anyway, when you get there, just insist that you know nothing, understand?"
Cassel was captured. He was forced to bear the pressure and kneeled in the center of Qingfeng Hall. On the stairs in front of him, several old men with Taoist demeanor were sitting high up, glaring at him.
There were disciples of Yun Dian all around. From the moment Cassel appeared, the discussion became even louder. They just kept cursing him as a "traitor" or a "monster". At the very least, they would point at his little wings and say in surprise and confusion what kind of monster he was.
The pair of small wings covered with white feathers seemed to feel the pressure and suddenly curled up, sticking tightly to Cassel's back. Cassel bit his lip and said nothing.
Kneeling beside him was the wounded Mermaid King - Ji Chuya. Ji Chuya was not afraid at all, even though his body was covered with whip marks and blood, and the chains bound his movements. He tilted his head to look at Cassel and said slowly: "We meet again, my little bride."
Cassel lowered his head and said nothing.
"It was thanks to drinking your blood that I was able to break the power of Bai's elixir last time, allowing me to recover my magic and escape. Little bride, why don't you come closer and let me drink another sip. As long as I recover, I will definitely come back to save you after I get out. How about that?"
Cassel finally turned his head to look at him. Unlike the fearful look in his eyes before, there was now a calmness, like the water in an ancient well, without any ripples. He looked at Ji Chuya, whose smile suddenly froze, and opened his lips slightly, uttering a word as if giving alms:
"roll."
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