Chapter 63 I miss you so much
"This... is my darkroom. You were injured by the demons, and I brought you here to heal." Gu Huaichun explained to Qiao Li.

This dark room has restrictions set by him, and it has a very good inhibitory effect on demonic energy and spiritual energy. It is the best place to heal her injuries.

Qiao Li wanted to ask something else, but that strange feeling came over again.

After a period of dizziness, her consciousness fell into darkness again, and she once again saw the woman in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Who are you?" Qiao Li finally asked this time.

The woman didn't answer. A tear trail ran down her delicate face, and she was still repeating the words she said when they first met: "Help me... help me..."

"What can I help you with?" Qiao Li yelled at the top of his lungs, but all he could make was as soft as a mosquito.

"Tell him for me..."

The woman's voice became increasingly illusory, and her whole person disappeared like a bubble.

Qiao Li was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "Who should I tell?"

The moment she asked, her consciousness returned instantly, and she saw Gu Huaichun's anxious face again, as well as the purple light shining on her forehead.

Some unknown talismans were affixed to his shoulders at some point. Qiao Li turned his head and saw with his own eyes the process of the talisman gradually turning black.

And as the spells turned black one by one, Qiao Li felt that the pain in her body was gradually lessening.

Also, under the influence of Gu Huaichun, the poisonous gas gathered on her chest along her meridians as if guided. Gu Huaichun hugged her and whispered in a magnetic voice: "I'm offended."

Before Qiao Li realized the meaning of this sentence, Gu Huaichun's hands gently peeled off her outer shirt, leaving only a white inner garment.

Not long after, a large area of ​​skin around her collarbone was exposed, and there were wisps of black gas on her shoulders with scars from sharp claws. Gu Huaichun turned his hands to form a secret and gently swept over her wound. The black gas It actually entered his body along his fingertips.

"What are you going to do?!" Qiao Li wanted to stop him, but found that she couldn't move at all.

Gu Huaichun didn't reply. After the black color entered his body, Qiao Li's shoulder finally showed the blood red color of the wound, and the complexion on his face was much better than before.

Gu Huaichun straightened her body without changing his expression, and this time said a little shyly, "I'm sorry."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Li was slapped on the chest, and the poisonous energy that had just accumulated in her chest immediately surged to her throat.

A strong smell of blood filled his mouth, and Qiao Li suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Seeing the black blood she vomited out, Gu Huaichun was relieved and did not forget to slowly and carefully bandage the wound on Qiao Li's shoulder.

"Gu Huaichun, you sucked the demonic energy from my body, leave me alone! Force the demonic energy out quickly!" Qiao Li couldn't move and could only shout anxiously.

She didn't have time to think about how a cultivator could so easily force out the demonic and poisonous energy from her body. In this situation, her first reaction was to worry about whether there would be any problems with his body.

Gu Huaichun shook his head and did not stop his movements.

He was surprisingly patient. After the wound was carefully bandaged, he began to put her coat on.

Gu Huaichun's sharp jade fingers rubbed against her skin, and Qiao Li shuddered all over, a strange yet familiar feeling enveloped her.

Whether it was intentional or not, he took much longer to put on her clothes than to take off her clothes. After putting them on, he deliberately straightened her clothes.

The slightly cool jade fingers rubbed her neck, and she felt an itch. She looked up at him and found that his expression was serious and solemn, as if he was completing something sacred.

Qiao Li suddenly felt suffocated, and a hunch told her——

Wrong, everything is wrong... "Okay," she couldn't help but stop him, and whispered, "Thank you."

After finishing all this, Gu Huaichun still didn't care about the fact that he had inhaled the demonic energy. Instead, he touched her head leisurely, with a doting smile on his lips: "You don't have to be polite with me."

Only then could Qiao Li move, but the first thing she could do was to grab Gu Huaichun, and she couldn't be more serious and said to him: "You now! Immediately! Immediately! Force the demonic energy out of your body! How can you So stupid!! When demonic energy enters the body, it will affect the character of the mind, and it may even lead to obsession..." The more she spoke, the more worried she became, and finally she got off the stone bed and pushed Gu Huaichun onto it.

"Just a little, nothing."

"You would also say that there is only a little! You don't have to inhale it into your own body!"

"Ah," Gu Huaichun didn't seem to care at all, "This last bit of evil energy is really stubborn. It would be terrible if it were in your body, but for me... it's just a small matter, don't worry."

Seeing how he didn't care about her, Qiao Li couldn't bear it anymore and simply ordered him: "I say, force out the devilish energy now."

"Okay, okay." Gu Huaichun responded to her, assumed a meditating posture in front of her and began to circulate his spiritual power.

Qiao Li breathed a sigh of relief and noticed where they were now.

Obviously, Qiao Li was frightened by this place.

This doesn't look like a place where a monk should stay. It's strange... and strange.

It always feels like there is an unknown danger involved.

If Gu Huaichun hadn't been here, she might have thought that this was the lair of some demon clan.

Thinking this, Qiao Li turned around, but was knocked unconscious by Gu Huaichun off guard.

Gu Huaichun held Qiao Li in his arms, took out a dark red charm from his arms, and put it on Qiao Li without hesitation. He gently brushed Qiao Li's face and muttered something unknown. Something.

After a while, Gu Huaichun slowly closed his eyes while holding Qiao Li in his arms.

In the small and cramped darkroom, the clothes of the two of them were overlapped and it was hard to distinguish between you and me. Gu Huaichun's long black hair spread on Qiao Li's chest. His expression was so quiet, as if he had tasted the best happiness in the world. , even the smile on the corner of his lips never faded.

Here, Gu Huaichun entered the darkness and opened his eyes.

After waiting for thousands of years, his long-awaited wish finally came true.

Hot redness crept up on his head, and he lost his usual rationality and usual indifference. At this moment, he looked like a fledgling young man, completely at a loss.

He wanted to step forward, but the excitement in his heart restrained his steps. He wanted to reach out, but the longing in his bones made him tremble.

I don’t know how long it took, until the rising sun met the stars and the moon, long enough for time to close its eyes, long enough for the redbud blossoms to bloom thousands of times...

He took that step.

The woman in the pink shirt on the ground also saw him and smiled suddenly. The big tears in her eyes flowed down her cheeks to the corners of her raised lips, and then seeped into her mouth along the corners of her lips.

At this moment, the tears are not salty, but sweet.

They both heard each other's voices saying to each other after a long time -

"I miss you so much."

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like