The Doctor's Hand Covers the Sky: The Evil King's Wasted Concubine

Chapter 214
Because of Jun Fufeng's relationship, Ning Ruoshui didn't feel shy either. Facing the melancholy and beautiful boy in front of her, she felt somewhat sympathetic. When she was 3 years old, she was captured by a mysterious man and had her heart replaced. Creepy.

After tidying her sideburns, Sun Junchen continued, "I have seen the portrait of Fufeng's mother. When I saw you in the Moyue Forest, I thought you looked familiar. After I came back and thought about it, I remembered this. At that time, I felt You and Fufeng must have some kind of connection, so you sent the news to Fufeng, I didn't expect that you are really brother and sister", Sun Junchen didn't mention the things about them when they were young, yesterday he saw that Ning Ruoshui was just a brother's friendship to him, And his body is getting worse day by day, some people are destined to only watch from afar.

"Brother Junchen, I think I might cure you of the devil blood in your body." Ning Ruoshui saw that his face was as pale as paper, and there was a little sympathy in his eyes. The clear water beads in her body had cleared the darkness for Yingling before The breath might also have a purifying effect on the devil blood in Sun Junchen's body.

"Sister Ruoshui doesn't need to comfort me. I have already seen through life and death. Fufeng's master said that if you want to survive, you must go crazy and become a half-orc. But Junchen is unwilling to live in the world like that, and has been using medicine to suppress demons." Blood, I'm afraid my body won't last long." Sun Junchen smiled weakly, and a strange rosiness appeared on his sickly face.

Ning Ruoshui was shocked, and quickly pinched Sun Junchen's veins, but he didn't expect his body to be so weak.

"It's okay, sister Ruoshui." Sun Junchen forcefully opened his eyes with some difficulty, but after a while, a soft and pure breath came from his hand.That breath is like a gurgling brook, flowing slowly through the limbs and bones, and the violent blood of the demon race is extremely comfortable under the wash of this pure breath, as if the barren desert is moistened by rain.

Sun Junchen crossed his legs at the moment, wisps of black smoke came out from above his head, accompanied by the rustling sound.

Ning Ruoshui's forehead was dripping with fine beads of sweat, because the object of treatment was Sun Junchen, whose spiritual power was only at the seventh level of Hunwu, and she had to use her own spiritual power as a guide to guide the sacred power of the clear water beads to slowly wash Sun Junchen's meridians , The consumption of spiritual power is huge.

The sun gradually moved west from the top of the head, and about two hours later, Ning Ruoshui was already exhausted and collapsed, sweat dripped like rain, and the devil blood in Sun Junchen's body was slowly purified.

With a soft "buzz", Ning Ruoshui withdrew his palm, his body swayed slightly, and he almost couldn't stand upright. Sun Junchen's eyes darkened, and he held back the pain that gnawed his heart, and supported her.

"Sister Ruoshui, Junchen is really sorry for making you waste your time and energy for me." Sun Junchen twitched his brows, and looked at Ning Ruoshui, who was pale in his arms, with some inexplicable thoughts in his phoenix eyes.

"Brother Junchen, you're welcome, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to find Big Brother." Ning Ruoshui smiled weakly.

While talking, the whole room suddenly vibrated violently, several gaps were cracked on the wall, and dust was blowing.

"Cough cough", both Ning Ruoshui and Sun Junchen were too weak to move away, and were choked to shame.

Dressed in a tall and beautiful figure, like a god descending from the sky, falling in a dusty house, the dust flying all over the sky fell to the ground as soon as it met him, without staining Mouyun's noble and gorgeous black robe at all.

Seeing her being gently caressed by Sun Junchen on his chest, Dugu Aoyun's eyebrows were stained with a touch of coldness unconsciously.

"My son...", before Sun Junchen finished speaking, he felt his arms empty, and his heart was also empty.

"Chen'er, how are you?" An old man with a bruised nose and a swollen face rushed to Sun Junchen, put his hands on his veins in a panic, his brows were almost knuckles, shaking for a long time in surprise and doubt Head, who can tell him how the manic breath in his disciple's body suddenly calmed down.

"Master, it was Sister Ruoshui who treated me. I'm just a little weak now, and nothing else is serious." Sun Junchen rubbed his brows, looked past Liu Jingtian, and looked at Dugu Aoyun and Liu Jingtian who were gradually disappearing from sight. Ning Ruoshui, neither happy nor sad, didn't know what was going on in his heart.

(End of this chapter)