Wu Zhou frowned suddenly, and suddenly a barrier fell around the two of them, "What do you know?"
Qing Shang was so weak that he could hardly move. He was looking at the cakes eagerly and felt hungry, but Wu Zhou's mind was no longer on feeding him.
"It's not like I know anything. I only know that before you decided to commit suicide, it was extremely unusual for Ye Ming to be the only one to meet you. You look down on those so-called immortals and Buddhas at all, but it was Ye Ming who met you.
, you just... do this to yourself."
"What else do you know?" Wu Zhou asked seriously.
Qingshang shook his head subconsciously, and suddenly huddled in pain, whimpering as if he was about to collapse, "What else can you know?! I just want to know, why do you want to go through the tribulation? Even if you don't join the devil, you will continue to be a superior demon.
Dear, what’s wrong with that?!”
"No need to ask more, this is my own business." Wu Zhou's voice became even colder, as if he and Qing Shang had never met each other before and did not allow anyone to interfere with his affairs.
Qing Shang tried his best to cover his head with his hands, but he didn't dare to touch his injured ear at all. He huddled on the bed, and his shuddering gasps seemed to take away his breath at any time.
Wu Zhou couldn't help but think of what Qianye had told him and asked: "Someone poisoned your wound?"
"This is also my own business, you don't need to ask any more questions." Qing Shang said through gritted teeth.
Wu Zhou's eyes darkened, and he stood up with a flick of his sleeves, "Rest here, remember not to cause trouble."
Qing Shang rolled and fell off the bed, screaming miserably as he fell, looking at Wu Zhou's back, "Why don't you kill me?!"
Wu Zhou paused for a long time, and finally did not answer. He only said, "I will let Qianye heal your injuries as soon as possible, and I will not let you die."
"You will never let me go..."
"You should have had this enlightenment from the day you escaped into the devil's path." After Wu Zhou finished speaking, he opened the door directly.
Under the cold moonlight, on a big tree not far away, there was a man and a ghost sitting side by side.
Just as Wu Zhou was about to walk over, he suddenly felt a sharp and sharp pain in his mind. The pain was heartbreaking. He held his forehead and took two steps back, hitting the door behind him.
The noise alarmed Qianye, who turned over and jumped down from the tree. In a few steps, he was already beside him. He had never known that Qianye had such neat skills.
"Is that damn fox angry with you?" Qianye helped him sit on the stone bench outside the door and fanned him with his sleeves.
Wu Zhou couldn't help but smile slightly and took Qianye's hand, "It's hard to believe that you... treated me so wholeheartedly all of a sudden."
"Ha, I won't fuck you anymore. Aren't you used to it?" Qianye teased with a smile and turned to look at the room next to him, "Then the dead fox is still honest?"
"He was seriously injured and it has been delayed for a long time."
Qianye frowned and suddenly took a deep breath, "It seems that you have to save him. However, I don't have time to care about him these days. I must hurry up..."
"Let the others go beforehand. He won't be able to wait for a few days."
Qianye was stunned. It stands to reason that Wu Zhou had just cast a spell and heard the conversation between her and Yin Xuan. He should know that she would prepare something for him to break the bone-devouring curse in the next few days, but he said, put it away first?
Has he forgotten the pain? Has he forgotten that when the Bone-Eating Curse strikes again, even if there is a sin-confining talisman, it will still kill him?
His face suddenly sank, and he rolled his eyes and looked at Wu Zhou, "Let me tell you... what is the relationship between you and Qing Shang?"