Wen Sheng looked at Pei Yan standing up and took off his shirt in front of her.

The bandage on the shoulder was already soaked in blood.

Wen Sheng gritted his teeth, turned his head and took the bandage on the side, and went to find hot water again.

"Or...you lie down?"

After Wen Sheng prepared everything, he looked at Pei Yan, who was taller than himself, and spoke up.

Pei Yan's gaze uncontrollably glanced at the bed on the side, and sat on the chair with the corner of his mouth tugging.

Wen Sheng took a deep breath.

Want to take back the previous sentence.

The gauze loosened circle by circle, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Although Wen Sheng had made sufficient psychological preparations, her eyes were still shaking in the moment.

Her heart beat suddenly.

A warm towel rubs the surrounding skin.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Sheng couldn't help asking.

She didn't faint, but she felt frightened.

The cruelty of the cultivation world... seems to be more displayed in front of her through Pei Yan.

Pei Yan said lightly: "It doesn't hurt."

How many times have you survived from death, this little injury is nothing.

When Wen Sheng applied the ointment to Pei Yan's wound, her fingertips were so gentle that she couldn't even feel the touch.

It must be painful.

Pei Yan's words...

Wen Sheng inexplicably remembered his experiences when he was young.

In the past, she was just a character in the book that made her feel a little sympathetic.

Now, he is a living person.

"Exercise force." Pei Yan felt itchy on the wound and couldn't help but speak.

Wen Sheng subconsciously replied: "It hurts."

Pei Yan couldn't help but look at the frowning girl.

The expression seemed to be a wound on her.

"It doesn't hurt."

Pei Yan lowered his eyes and emphasized again.

The force on his shoulders was still very light, but as the ointment was applied, the unbearable itch made him clench his fists.

Crazy.

He is really crazy.

He didn't care whether the medicine was poisonous.

Wen Sheng noticed that Pei Yan was tense all over and had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Did I hurt you?" Wen Sheng quickly retracted his strength and asked softly.

Pei Yan didn't say anything.

He felt the growth of flesh and blood.

Very fast, what medicine is this?

"If it hurts, just call it out, I won't laugh at you." Wen Sheng instructed again.

Pei Yan didn't say anything.

Wen Sheng sighed, took the brand new bandage and gauze, and circled it.

Finally, I tied a bow.

Wen Sheng then noticed that Pei Yan's hands were tightly grasping his knees, his joints turned white, and he almost embedded them into his flesh with force.

"Hug...sorry, junior brother, I've hurt you." Wen Sheng felt guilty.

Pei Yan raised his head, and the girl's remorse made him feel a little moved.

"I'll be gentle next time."

She said so.

Pei Yan lowered his eyes and said "yes" lightly.

The girl's voice came again: "Ph, pah, where is the next time... little... little brother won't be injured."

Pei Yan's fingertips trembled.

"Bang!"

The door was pushed open.

Pei Yan stood up neatly, put his clothes on, and the demon sword was already in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

The cold voice was a little low, and if you listen carefully, you were a little angry.

The tall and slender figure was easily recognized against the moonlight.

"Big...sister sister?"

Wen Sheng spoke.

Pei Yan threw away the knife and put on his clothes silently.

Tang Wanqing walked in, her eyes fell on the two of them indifferently, and she repeated what she had just said indifferently.

Wen Sheng felt very stressed.

I have no doubt about it... I feel like I'm caught when I copy my homework.

Condescending and panic.

Pei Yan: "Prepare medicine."

Wen Sheng: "Prespect...Prespect medicine..."

Tang Wanqing coughed lightly: "You are still young, so you should be practicing cultivation."

She passed by here.

I didn't want to stay.

But why is the junior sister here?

The conversation between the two...

Tang Wanqing felt that she was the eldest sister, so she should...

She doesn't object to free love.

But the junior sister is still young.

The junior brother is not very big.

Anyway...it's not right now.

"Since they are all here, I have something to say." Tang Wanqing spoke directly and sat aside.

Pei Yan and Wen Sheng stood one after another, facing Tang Wanqing.

Wen Sheng bit his lip.

It tastes like a teacher teaches students a lesson.

"That great witch... is an evil cultivator." Tang Wanqing spoke with a faint voice.

Since ancient times, people in the world of cultivation have not often moved on earth.

The same is true for evil cultivators.

"There are spiritual veins under the Kingdom of You, and the great witch set up a formation to gather spiritual energy in the Zhaixing Tower."

"Cultivate spiritual energy from the Kingdom of Desire."

"There is another formation that has not been completed, and there seems to be resistance."

"It should be related to the Taiyin Sword."

Tang Wanqing's words are very concise, but the meaning is expressed very clearly.

After pausing for a while, he spoke: "I guess it is necessary to activate the formation to sacrifice the creatures."
To be continued...