After wearing the book, the male lead always wants to kill me

210 - Your eyes
The whole time he maintained the same movement, with a heavy load on his shoulders, Lingyan's half arm was sore and numb, and he still didn't dare to move.

Ling Wuyan couldn't move, sitting on the little snake, he could only close his eyes to adjust his sealed power.

Afraid that he would fall, Lingyan grabbed him with both hands, almost half-hugging him.

After escaping from the disciples of the Dongyun sect, in a secluded place, the little snake immediately connected head to tail and sent the two into the demon world.

The heavy-breathing demon world can nourish monsters. As soon as Ling Wuyan entered the demon world, the golden thread on his body disappeared instantly.

The long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. When the eyes were opened, the dark green pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, turning into an extremely dark color. If one didn't look carefully, it was almost the same as black pupils.

"Ling Wuyan, your eyes..."

Lingyan was very close to him, and immediately noticed the abnormality in his eyes.

Ling Wuyan blinked his eyes. Although he couldn't see the color of his pupils, he clearly knew his current physical condition.

He sat up and shifted most of his weight away from Lingyan. With black eyes, he was even more serious when his face was expressionless.

"I'm fine." He put his eyes on the magic city below him, and moved his lips.

Lingyan's arm was finally free, she still reached out to support Ling Wuyan, looking at the wound on his abdomen with concern.

"Is there any wound medicine in the Demon Palace? When it arrives later, let's take a look at your sword wound first."

"It's just a small injury." Ling Wuyan simply said in shock.

The little snake soon arrived in the demon hall, Lingyan helped Ling Wuyan get off its back, and walked with him into the hall.

As soon as she sat down in the hall, Ling Yan's hand was pushed away by Ling Wuyan.

His eyes fell on Lingyan's injured wrist, the magic city was as bright as day, and he could clearly see the bloody flesh flying around her wrist.

Frowning, he said: "You follow the stupid dragon to find medicine first, and cure yourself."

"But you..."

"I am fine."

Ling Wuyan interrupted Lingyan, not to be refused, and pushed her body aside, saying: "Go and do your work."

"Then I'll find some medicine for you."

Lingyan compromised first, and the thin snake wrapped around her wrist, guiding her in the direction.

Ling Wuyan was silent, and said: "...um."

Ling Yan and Xiao Snake went to look for the wound medicine, and as soon as her figure disappeared into the hall, Ling Wuyan's tense expression instantly relaxed.

He covered the bleeding wound on his abdomen, bright red blood spilled from his fingers.

No matter how many times he circulates his breath, the place stabbed by the magic net will still be completely sealed.He couldn't heal himself, and he couldn't use any power...

Ling Wuyan sat on the large stone chair, staring blankly at his bleeding abdomen.

He murmured dejectedly: "How did you become like this... It's just a few tricks of mortals..."

As soon as he said this, he suddenly remembered something, his thin lips curled up in a mocking arc, and he laughed at himself: "I look like a weak mortal, don't I?"

The current him, let alone protecting Lingyan, might be even more useless than Lingyan when he meets people or monsters.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the entrance of the main hall, his expression was lonely.

"What can I do to protect you?"

Sighing deeply, guessing the time, Ling Yan and Xiao Snake might return to the hall.

He stood up clutching his wound, moved with heavy steps, and walked towards the door.

(End of this chapter)