The soul goes out of the body and cultivates into a fairy

Seeing Chen Mo approaching with a serious face, Yue Xinxin had no choice but to show a flattering smile.

"I'm messing around with Ling'er! You can't fail to see it! Actually, I'm super nice to her. Look at how many freeze-dried I bought her! My Xiao Hei is very jealous!"

Chen Mo sat down in front of her, as if he didn't hear her chatter, he stretched out his hand to brush away the long hair next to his ear, revealing the white gauze.

He noticed the injury in the video, but it was blocked by gauze and he couldn't see clearly inside.

Yue Xinxin didn't dare to move, didn't he come for Ling'er?Is it because of my injury?

There is a little warmth in my heart, some people are the kind with a cold face and a warm heart.

but!

In the current situation, I thought of the thin silk pajamas I was wearing, which still had suspenders!Yue Xinxin really wants to cover her face, I can't stand this, this, this myself!
"A little injury, it's okay haha!" She wanted to block Chen Mo's hand, but she tightened her wrist and was firmly grasped.

Chen Mo lifted the gauze little by little, and saw the hideous wound on the surface of the snow-white skin.

The movement of lifting the gauze involved the wound, Yue Xinxin gritted her teeth in pain and had to turn her head sideways.It's alright, it's good to see it, you can let me go.

Chen Mo didn't move, staring at the depth of the wound, he could see the marks left by the powerful mana battle, the other parts were treated well, but this ointment?

He put the gauze under his nose and sniffed it, frowning slightly, this is how perfunctory doctors are nowadays!

And it seems that it has been used for many days, so it has penetrated into the depths, right?
He moved closer and sniffed the wound hard, sure enough!

Yue Xinxin was taken aback by his sudden movement, what is this, this, this?
She felt that Chen Mo's face was close to her neck, only a few centimeters away, and the air flow from her breath hit her chest, so panicked that she almost didn't jump up!

What is the difference between this kind of scene and the bloody scenes of romance dramas!It's so embarrassing, please stop it!
Chen Mo is still immersed in thinking, although infiltration is bad, but it doesn't matter, I will make another prescription!It's just a simple thing, but now it's very complicated!
Already confident in his heart, he sat up straight, only to realize that Yue Xinxin's neck was stiff, and the expression on his face was extremely unnatural.

"What's wrong with you, where else are you injured?"

Yue Xinxin turned her head and laughed dryly. "No!"

Chen Mo saw that there were some burning scars on her shoulders and arms. After all, it was only a few days, and they didn't heal so fast, so they couldn't be the same as before.

"You here..."

"It's really all right!" Yue Xinxin couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed into the bathroom as if fleeing.

When she came out after changing into a set of short-sleeved home clothes, Chen Mo was guarding the gas stove in the kitchen, where the plaster for Yue Xinxin was stewed.

When Yue Xinxin saw him, she subconsciously turned around and entered the room.

The little heart is still beating wildly, and it hasn't been fully suppressed yet!

"Come here!" Chen Mo called to stop her.

Yue Xinxin bit the bullet and walked over.

"Why didn't you tell me when this happened? Would you rather fight alone? Who is the person who sent you to the hospital? Is he a fool? How much trouble has he caused me! Just come to me directly!"

Yue Xinxin scratched her head, she heard a little concern from the reproachful tone.Alas, this person has a knife mouth and a tofu heart!
"Look at me, haha! By the way, look at this."

She took out the iron lump from the storage bronze mirror, and it was still bumping left and right, bumping everywhere.

Chen Mo put the iron knot in his palm and looked at it.

"It's the Miyin flute. An ancient evil. Is there a bone flute?"

Yue Xinxin quickly took out the white piccolo.

This piccolo was a weapon of a soul cultivator a long time ago. After the death of the soul cultivator, the piccolo was left behind, and was lodged by an unknown soul after a long period of silence.

The soul absorbs the essence and aura of the soul cultivator remaining in the piccolo, and constantly cultivates itself, gradually becoming a ghost that is neither a ghost cultivator nor a soul cultivator.

"You don't need to worry about this ghost, you just need to forge the bone flute. On the day of refining, this ghost will die naturally."

Chen Mo told her the formation of casting and refining, as long as the formation is formed with the real energy in the body, and poured into the utensils continuously, the cast utensils are called magic utensils, and they will naturally obey the master's instructions.

In fact, this is the same principle as the imperial sword, but the difference is that the sword is directly in contact with the imperial envoy, which is more flexible and convenient, and can be used by another owner.The magic weapon will recognize the owner, so casting other people's magic weapon is equivalent to renovating the old and making a new one, and it needs to consume more real energy.

"Or let me kill this ghost with one palm, it's easier!" Chen Mo said.

Yue Xinxin quickly snatched Tie Knot over. "No, I have to keep alive!"

Chen Mo turned off the gas stove and opened the lid of the casserole. The medicinal soup inside was very thick and wouldn't fall down when scooped up with a spoon.

He applied the medicine to a clean sterile gauze. "Turn around and give you medicine."

Yue Xinxin felt her heart start beating wildly again, so she hurried to pick up the gauze. "I'll do it myself!"

Chen Mo pushed her hand away without speaking.

Seeing the disbelieving expression on his face, Yue Xinxin sighed inwardly, and obediently turned her face away.

It's okay, the clothes have been changed anyway.

As soon as the ointment was applied to the neck, Yue Xinxin cried out. "It's hot!"

Put the freshly released medicine on the wound, Chen Mo, you are trying to kill me!
"Hot works better!"

"No!"

Yue Xinxin turned around and ran away, but Chen Mo caught up with her and grabbed her arm from behind.She struggled to resist, but where was Chen Mo's opponent, the other hand was also grabbed and cut behind her back.

Chen Mo stood firmly behind her, pinching both wrists easily with his ten fingers, telling Yue Xinxin to be honest and helpless.

Yue Xinxin couldn't move, she wanted to cry without tears.Is this medicine?This is the punishment!
Are Chen Mo's healing methods so simple and rude?The spiritual power injected from the lower back last time caused her to die of pain, but this time the ointment can peel off the skin!

Seeing that the gauze was about to be covered, Yue Xinxin cried and begged.

"Please take it easy, take it easy... ouch!"

Yue Xinxin wanted to die!

Chen Mo let go of her, and took a bandage to wrap her up again.

With tears in his eyes, Yue Xinxin glared at him angrily.

"It's so hard on you, you did it on purpose! Chen Mo, you really hate me!"

Chen Mo glanced at her indifferently, ignoring her.The stickers are also pasted, and they are hot too, so I like to say what I like!

To say it was intentional, it was really a little bit.

When you are lying in the hospital, you would rather ask another man to take care of you than call me, you deserve it!
The bandage in his hand was coiled flexibly, he brushed his hair away with one hand, and coiled it again.

The feeling of the long hair in the hand is a bit strange, smooth and soft, as if holding a stream of water.

A few times, the fingers touched the skin of the neck, which was also smooth, but warmer and more delicate than long hair.