The Demon God: I can decompose all things

Chapter 45
"Why don't I just ask, why are you so fierce? Be careful no one dares to marry you in the future." Xian Wu rubbed the red palm mark on his right face with his left hand.

This little prodigal is so ruthless. Why don't I ask her if she has washed her feet? Why is she reacting so strongly?

Hmph, guilty of being a thief, you must have not washed your feet!

"How dare you say that!" Xiao Ning'er's eyes widened and she wished she could push this bastard Xian Wu to the ground and beat him severely.

Growing up, she had never let a man touch her except for her grandfather and father.

Now that he had taken such a big advantage, he actually... actually disliked her. It was so insulting.

Seeing Xiao Ning'er raise her palm, Xian Wu shrank his neck and said hurriedly: "Don't say it anymore, why don't you stop saying it? My treatment method is very radical and powerful, please bear with it."

The right hand firmly clamped Xiao Ning'er's jade feet, and the soul power surged out from Xian Wu's left hand, like a faucet turned on.

The soul power penetrated into the skin arbitrarily and penetrated into the meridians, like a hammer drill, hitting the solidified Yin Qi hard.

"Ah!!!" Xiao Ning'er let out a heart-rending scream and kicked her hard as an unconditioned reflex.

Xian Wu had already been on guard.

He firmly grasped Xiao Ning'er's ankle with his right hand, crossed his legs to form a cross, and tightly strangled Xiao Ning'er's other leg.

"Stop yelling!" Xian Wu yelled, almost bursting his eardrums just now.

"Treating a serious disease requires strong medicine! I'm not scaring you. If you don't cure your disease, by the time you reach the Bronze Star, you will be seriously ill, or explode and die. Think about it for yourself!" After saying that, Xian Wu let go. Xiao Ning'er's left leg and right ankle.

Xiao Ning'er hugged her right foot, rolling on the ground in pain, her holy and cold goddess temperament gone.

Rubbing the dust and germs off his right hand with his left hand, Xian Wu massaged his right face.

Hiss - it really hurts.

Treating her and getting a slap in the face was in vain. I was really more unjust than Sister Dou E.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Ning'er regained her composure. She sat up and looked up at the culprit with tears in her eyes.

Xian Wu was a little embarrassed. He shrugged, raised four fingers and said, "I swear to the moon, there will never be any public revenge."

"The art of guidance is so... uh... violent. If you really feel the pain, then we won't treat it. When you reach the Bronze Level [-] and your body explodes to death, don't blame me for not warning you."

He was like this when he was treating himself. Why didn't he feel pain?How squeamish!

The daughter of a wealthy family, look at Huyan Lanruo. She fell off the back of a dog and even made sparks on her butt without making a sound.Look at you Xiao Ning'er again. You can't stand even this little pain. You deserve the downfall of your pterodactyl family.

"Come on, continue!" Holding back her anger and pain, Xiao Ning'er took out a piece of soft cloth from the space ring and gently bit it in her mouth.

Xian Wu nodded, looked down at Xiao Ning'er with relief and said, "This is the right thing to do. Don't let me look down on you. Also, don't kick me anymore. I can easily interrupt the treatment if I'm distracted."

Supporting her back with her two lotus arms, Xiao Ning'er leaned her body and stretched her jade feet tremblingly.

Xian Wu savagely grabbed it into his arms.

His right hand tightly clamped her ankle, and his left hand gathered his soul power and spurted out like a high-pressure water gun.

The heart-pounding pain immediately made Xiao Ning'er's delicate body tense up.

She clenched her pink fist tightly, her nails dug into her palms, and blood oozed out.

She bit the soft cloth tightly, and the muscles in her face were compressed and twisted.

She closed her eyes tightly, her delicate and beautiful eyebrows were twisted into two pockmarks, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was playing the piano keys of Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny. "Be patient, the bruise on your foot is quite stubborn, and it will probably take a stick of incense to heal." Xian Wu warned aloud while using a soul steel file to severely impact the Yin Qi blocking the meridians.

Click, click, click… click, click… click, click…

Xian Wu showed no pity for the beauty and worked conscientiously to clean up the Yin Qi that had clogged Xiao Ning'er's meridians.

Demon spiritual masters who practice soul power at night will not only absorb the essence of moonlight, but also absorb the Yin energy that diffuses between heaven and earth.

They are all negative energies. If they are not refined in time, they will easily condense together and block the meridians.

The meridians are blocked, and the channel for absorbing and refining soul power is blocked. It is naturally even more difficult to continue cultivating soul power.

The moon hung high in the sky, looking at the two little people on the ground with a shy face.

Xian Wu was lying on the ground, sweating profusely.

Xiao Ning'er was lying on the ground in small letters, sweating profusely.

She swore to the moon that she would never practice her soul power at night again. The price was too high and she almost died from the pain.

If she hadn't suffered from the pain every day for a year, which had tempered her soul's resilience, she might have fainted from the pain in the middle of the treatment.

Did that bastard Xian Wu do it on purpose?How can treating a disease be like using severe punishment?

"Bah, bah, bah!" Xiao Ning'er spat out the soft cloth that had been bitten through, and reluctantly used her arms to support her, and sat up.

She was covered in sweat, as if she had just taken a hot bath, but everything was sticky and very uncomfortable.

By the light of the bonfire, she looked down at the bruises on her feet. The color had faded a lot, almost like the bruises on Xian Wu's face.

From this point of view, Xian Wu should not have deceived her. The guidance technique for treating extreme cold diseases was indeed effective.

However, the treatment method was so rough that it gave her the illusion that something had happened to her.

Standing up, Xiao Ning'er tried to take two steps, her steps were staggering and wobbly, and a gust of wind seemed to blow her down.

Glancing at Xian Wu, who was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, Xiao Ning'er wrinkled her cute little nose.

Why does it look like he is more tired than he was treated?It was obvious that he wasn't in any pain at all.

"Hey, bastard, don't pretend to be dead." Xiao Ning'er kicked Xian Wu lightly.

Xian Wu opened his eyelids slightly, but didn't see the scenery he wanted to see. Xiao Ning'er's skirt was more conservative.

"Asshole? Is that how you call your savior?" Beat the monk..."

"Shut up!" Xiao Ning'er's head hurt from Xian Wu's recitation. She took out the note from the space ring, bent down and stuffed it into Xian Wu's mouth.

After doing all this, Xiao Ning'er stood up and put on her little shoes.

Xian Wu opened the handwriting and took a quick glance at it. Xiao Ning'er's handwriting was very beautiful, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon.

"You have some conscience." Xian Wu rolled up the document again and lay down on the ground.

Xiao Ning'er put on her shoes and said in a cold voice: "See you here tomorrow. Classmate Xian Wu, you don't want the cooked bronze demon spirit to fly, right?"

(End of this chapter)