Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 39

Ling Yu's statement was too credible, so the two didn't ask any further questions.

After about half a stick of incense, Zhu Huai pulled out all the needles on her head one by one.

"Although your injury is not serious," Zhu Huai entrusted him, "but some flesh and blood pains are still unavoidable. Avoid cold and spicy, otherwise it will leave scars."

He was referring to the wound on her body caused by the eight coccyx needles, Ling Yu didn't talk to her because she didn't care whether the scars were scars or not.

"Then do you have that kind of plaster that won't cause scars if you apply it?" Tong Yan hurriedly asked.

"Yes, there are," Zhu Huai said, "but I lost all the herbs I picked last time, and there is no material to make medicine."

"If you need it, I'll go collect herbs tomorrow, and I'll come to Xinglinwu in a few days, and I can almost get them."

Tong Yan leaned in front of him and looked at him with those round eyes: "How many days is it?"

The distance was too close, making Zhu Huai very uncomfortable, he instinctively leaned back: "Three days."

"That's fine," Tong Yan said, "I'll find you in three days."

Zhu Huai nodded blankly: "Okay."

Ling Yu looked at the two of them silently, thinking about when she could go to lie down in Xiangfu Town.

There is also the resentful spirit subdued by Wen Jingchan, she must find a chance to silence it.

"I'll go see the master." Ling Yu got off the bed, put on her shoes and went outside.

Zhu Huai was very satisfied with her discovery of conscience: "Finally, I remembered that Zhenjun was also injured."

Ling Yu originally wanted to bear it and let it go, but after walking a few steps out, she turned around and stared at Zhu Huai.

Her eyes were long and narrow, and when they were sullen, they looked even more violent.

"I received eight needles to save him, but in your mouth, I am ungrateful?" Ling Yu said word by word, "Or because he is in a high position, even if I die, I have to think about him in advance?"

"You guys like flattery, so you think I'm also good at flattery?"

"Or is it that your good Zhenjun didn't tell you that the injury on my body was to save him?"

Since Tong Yan knew Ling Yu, he had never heard her say so many words at once.

Although her tone was calm, even a fool could tell that every word was full of anger.

Zhu Huai's ears were burning hot from what she said, and he didn't realize what he should reply to her for a long time.

"It's okay, it's okay," Tong Yan stood in front of Ling Yu, between her and Zhu Huai, "Ling Yu, go and see the master first, he also accompanied me to guard you for seven days."

Tong Yan took her arm and dragged her out of the room. According to this atmosphere, if Zhu Huai said one more word, he might be beaten by Ling Yu.

"You go and have a look first." Tong Yan let go of her when she got outside the house, "I'll tidy up the room and I'll be here later."

Ling Yu didn't say anything, walked out of the house along the steps, and walked towards the room where Wen Jing lived.

She was actually not as angry as Tong Yan imagined, but she had a relatively low tolerance for people in Mingjing Mountain.

She didn't want to bear even half a word of dissatisfaction.

When passing by the pond in the Green Willow Courtyard, Ling Yu even kicked a stone into it.

Wen Jingchan kicked the wraith into her sleeve, she didn't know what to do, the more she thought about it, the more annoying she became.

But before she had time to think too much, she walked outside Wen Jingchan's bedroom.

The door of the room was closed tightly, and there was no sound from inside. If he didn't know that he must be back, Ling Yu would have suspected that there was no one inside.

"Master." Ling Yu knocked on the door, she felt that Wen Jingchan was probably in meditation.

It should be a bit strenuous to repair the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness with moon fill grass.

Sure enough, no one inside answered her.

Ling Yu had a bad idea, why not take advantage of Tong Yan's arrival, Wen Jing fell into meditation, and she quickly destroyed the corpse of the resentful spirit.

Her ability to act is relatively outstanding, and as soon as this idea appeared in her mind, she pushed open the door carefully with both hands.

Wen Jingchan's room is very simple, nothing more than green plants and books, which is very consistent with his usual style.

When she walked around the screen, she saw Wen Jingchan sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his eyes closed, spiritual power surrounded him.

"Master?" Ling Yu called him tentatively.

The moon grass was hanging on his shoulder, and the wound where the coccyx needle passed was exposed, and the spiritual power flowing from the moon grass was being injected into it.

The wound should have scabbed a long time ago, but Ling Yu still looks bloody now, with red flesh protruding from the white skin, and the surrounding area is also faintly red.

"Master?" Ling Yu called out again.

Wen Jingchan didn't respond, she immediately rummaged through the clothes he took off.

She clearly saw that Wen Jingchan was taken out from the cuff of this dress, but she really couldn't find it.

Ling Yu's gaze shifted to Wen Jingchan's belt.

Now that he has taken off his outer robe, half of his shoulders are also exposed. It stands to reason that if he were an ordinary woman, at least he would be bound by the moral shackles of no evil.

Ling Yu didn't care at all, and even wanted to pick off his belt.

According to Tong Yan, Wen Jingchan has been using real fire to burn resentful spirits, and it did not tell the origin of the coccyx needle.

Presumably it really didn't know, this needle was forged with Qi Hao's tailbone.

Then about her real body, there is no need to worry about the Wraith Spirit leaking.

It's just that Ling Yu thinks that she plans to go to Ao Zhu Hai to find someone to help break the mountain and break the formation. She doesn't want her future plans, because this mere resentful spirit makes mistakes.

Although she hasn't figured out what to do, she would rather kill the mistake than let it go.

With these thoughts in mind, Ling Yu put two fingers into Wen Jingchan's belt.

She didn't dare to move too much, she could only use her front knuckles to grope through the gaps in the clothes.

Wen Jingchan's aura was very steady, this moon fillet was indeed a good thing, Ling Yu touched the thing while watching the wound on his shoulder recover visibly with the naked eye.

She managed to find the sticky cube, and immediately took it out.

There was only a trace of black energy left in the wraith, and it looked very weak.

Ling Yu knocked on it, and Wraith Ling only moved slightly, half dead.

It can only be counted as unlucky itself, a light in Ling Yu's hand lit up, she is not a soft-hearted person.

Xuan Yi's real fire mixed with her spiritual power, penetrated the confinement formation and tightly entangled the resentful spirit.

"The real fire is not exhausted, and the spiritual things are not born and extinguished!"

As soon as the spell came out, the wraiths in the prison formation struggled in the fire and were completely burned.

Wen Jingchan burned it with real fire before, in order to save its life and ask something from its mouth.

Ling Yu is not, she just wants this lump to die quickly, so as not to ruin her business.

After doing this, Ling Yu raised his head and met Wen Jingchan's eyes.

When did you wake up?
Ling Yu didn't notice at all.

At this moment, she really felt how to write the word embarrassment, and she also knew what it was like to be restless.

It stands to reason that she has lived for tens of millions of years, so she shouldn't be so cramped, but Wen Jingchan looked at her like this, and she really felt more and more guilty.

(End of this chapter)