kiss the beast world

Chapter 467 Yue'er, I Pain

After Wen Yue and the others came back from Hei Toad, it was already midnight.

Halfway through the journey, Lang Tian suddenly appeared, saying that there was something urgent that Hai Lan needed to deal with, and after saying that, he dragged Hai Lan away quickly.

The night was getting darker, and the clan road of the Southern Wolf Clan was brightly lit and quiet, as if the whole world had come to a rest. Occasionally, only the sound of light footsteps could be heard.

Yan Jun sent Wen Yue back to the entrance of the cave, and smiled: "It's late, let's rest early."

"Well, for the wound on your face, you should apply some medicine." Before turning around, Wen Yue still instructed softly.

"A little injury is not a problem." Yan Jun smiled freely, not paying attention to the injury on his face at all.

That's right, with his ability, any "pill" can heal any injury immediately, and the flesh wound in front of him is not enough to look at.

Thinking of this, Wen Yue nodded lightly, didn't say much, said to take an early rest, and then went back to the cave and closed the door gently.

After Yan Jun smiled and sent her through the door, he turned around and walked to the cave not far to the side, the cave that belonged to him, which had no image and was bought after a fight.

If Gui Sheng knew that their lord of the underworld, Lord Yan, could not live in the majestic Palace of Hades, and went to live in a small and simple cave, he would be so frightened!

After Wen Yue returned to the cave, she boiled tea and sat on the bed to drink it without going to sleep. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, what was she thinking?
"Little Xingxing, did you see Feng Fei when you returned to the Southern Wolf Clan today?" Wen Yue put down her teacup and asked softly.

"I didn't see it." Little Xingxing didn't know why Wen Yue was, and suddenly asked about the disgusting woman, but when he came back, he really didn't see Feng Fei in the crowd of the Southern Wolf Clan.

It stands to reason that when Wolf Ye and the others fought, the Southern Wolf clansmen were all surrounded in a big circle, and there should be no one missing. However, when Wen Yue returned, she deliberately went to the crowd to look at them one by one, but she didn't. To Fengfei.

"What is Master looking for with that woman?" Little Xingxing asked without understanding.

Saying that, it also ran out of Linghai by itself, and turned into a big colorful mushroom directly beside Wenyue's bed.

"It's nothing, I just feel that, in my impression, her back seems to be very similar to someone." Wen Yue stared at her beautiful eyes and thought.

I don't know when, after Feng Fei's figure suddenly appeared in my mind once, Wen Yue's back in a certain memory scene often overlapped with her, in a trance, very similar.

"Should the master doubt her..."

"Knock, knock, knock!"

There was a knock on the door that was not light or heavy, interrupting what Little Xingxing was about to say.

"Who?" Wen Yue asked as she got up and walked towards the door.

The colorful big mushrooms jumped out of the bed and followed behind.

"Yue'er, it's me."

Silly wolf's voice.

It's so late, why is he here?
"Squeak."

Wen Yue opened the door, and saw Lang Ye with a bruised nose and a swollen face, holding a tray with both hands, on which were some medicines, and a bowl of decoction that looked dark and smelled bitter.

"?" Wen Yue asked and looked at him.

What is this for, she is not sick, her injury has healed, this medicine?
"Go ahead and talk about it."

Lang Ye looked at Ke Ren'er who was blocking the door and didn't seem to intend to let him in, and sighed softly in his heart, his handsome face was slightly unnatural, but he said a word in a slightly cold voice.

Wen Yue glanced at the wounds on his face, and on his body, the wounds he suffered during the previous battle seemed to have not been treated, her eyes fell on the medicine on his tray, as if she understood something.

She lowered her eyes and turned sideways to let him in.

After both of them went in, Big Mushroom closed the door gently, and stood by the door very wisely, acting like a gatekeeper, not going anywhere.

After entering the cave, Lang Ye walked to the table and stopped, waiting for the light footsteps behind him to arrive, and then handed the tray forward:
"Give me medicine."

The patriarch said something arrogant and nervous, staring at Wen Yue in front of him with deep cold eyes, his unparalleled handsome face seemed calm, but in fact, he was so nervous that his heart almost stopped.

Lang Ye couldn't bear Wen Yue's silence any longer, he didn't look at him, ignore him, and didn't care about him.

It would be nice to beat him up, but Wen Yue didn't.

Her silence, her indifference, is very worrying, as if she is watching you standing on the edge of hell, letting you fend for yourself, indifferent...

"You don't know how to do it yourself?" Wen Yue was finally willing to answer him, but her eyes were light and very light, and her voice was normal and calm as if talking to a stranger.

"No." Lang Ye shook his head seriously.

He didn't act coquettishly wronged, nor asked her coldly and forcefully, but with a bruised face, he looked at Wen Yue seriously, and all the figures in his black eyes were her.

Langye knew that this was enough.

He knows better than anyone else that Wen Yue is a cold-faced and warm-hearted person. As long as he shows his wound, Wen Yue will never let him be wounded without bandaging, let alone ignore it.

"Sit down."... Sure enough.

After looking down at him for a while, Wen Yue took the tray in his hand and put it on the table.

Seeing this, the corners of Lang Ye's cold mouth slightly raised, and he sat down obediently.

"Drink the medicine first." Wen Yue picked up the medicine on the tray and handed it to him.

Although this medicinal soup smells a bit bitter, its medicinal effect on healing internal injuries is not bad. Thinking about it, Xi Cui should boil all the good medicinal materials he gave her earlier.

"..." The arrogant patriarch did not reach out to take it, but silently looked at Wen Yue without speaking.

Unexpectedly!

"If you don't drink it, you don't need to apply the medicine for a while." Wen Yue is not a master who compromises in everything, she directly puts the soup back on the table, and her eyes become colder when she stands in front of him.

How can they say that the two of them haven't reconciled yet, haven't apologized, and haven't been forgiven by her, yet they want to push forward, and they still give medicine, and it's almost the same as poison!
"Yue'er, I hurt..."

When Lang Ye saw her angry, he immediately changed his voice, wronged, pitiful, sad, and painful, all of which were combined into the four words carefully.

and.

She didn't care how ugly her bruised nose and face were, she stood up and approached Wen Yue, as if to let her see clearly that the wound on his face was real, and it was painful...

Simply...don't be too precise!

Even the big mushroom guarding the door couldn't help but tremble all over: Mr. Patriarch is good at acting!

The master is so pitiful, being targeted by this big devil, and his soft-hearted habits are so deeply understood, he is eaten to death, in the days to come, tsk tsk~
"Now I know it hurts. Why don't you know it hurts when you fight? You obviously have other injuries on your body, but you still don't care about it. It's fun to fight like a child?" Wen Yue glared at him angrily, her voice was like frost. Sweet but cold.

(End of this chapter)