Muzixi couldn't say the next words anyway, but Ye Qinghuan already understood.
Muzixi's face was so red that it was almost bleeding. Although this kind of thing was too shameful, it would be too disgusting if she didn't wipe her hands. She really couldn't bear it.
Muzixi could only comfort herself in her heart. After all, this was Ye Qinghuan, and the two were originally husband and wife.
Ye Qinghuan was also helpless. He really didn't want to be too close to Muzixi.
However, Ye Qinghuan did not refuse. He still took out a tissue and wiped Muzixi.
After doing all this, Ye Qinghuan quickly helped Muzixi put on her pants. At this moment, Muzixi's face was so red that she was almost bleeding.
Ye Qinghuan stopped mentioning this matter, put Muzixi aside, and began to practice with his eyes closed.
Muzixi was in a shy state and did not dare to look at Ye Qinghuan.
After a while, Ye Qinghuan finally regained some strength and opened his glasses.
"Okay, let's go, I have a way to cure you quickly." Ye Qinghuan looked at Muzixi and said.
"Ah, okay." Muzixi was still shy, but when she realized what she was doing, she quickly agreed.
"But, I still can't seem to move-"
Before Muzixi finished speaking, Ye Qinghuan had already picked her up.
Suddenly being held in Ye Qinghuan's arms, Muzixi blushed immediately and hid her pretty face in Ye Qinghuan's chest, too hot to speak.
Ye Qinghuan simply put everything away, carried Muzixi's backpack, and set off directly to find his own backpack.
Muzixi pressed her face against Ye Qinghuan's chest. This man who looked very thin actually had some chest muscles.
It's not big, but it's just right and makes people feel very comfortable.
Feeling the warmth of Ye Qinghuan's chest, Muzixi felt extremely at ease. Maybe this was the charm of this man.
Ye Qinghuan was walking in the dense virgin forest with a backpack on his back and Muzixi in his arms.
The sun penetrated the dense trees, casting little rays of light onto Ye Qinghuan's delicate face.
Ye Qinghuan's expression was indifferent, but it gave people a sense of confidence, making people unconsciously trust this man.
Muzixi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her arms as white as a newborn baby couldn't help but wrap around Ye Qinghuan's waist.
The sun was shining a little brightly, and this scene made Muzixi feel extremely warm, just like returning to the scene where Ye Qinghuan cooked for her in their former villa.
Muzixi even hoped that it would be great if she could continue like this, so that she could always be with Ye Qinghuan.
She was obsessed with this feeling. Ye Qinghuan's embrace was very warm and his chest was very reassuring.
I walked like this for more than two hours and still couldn't find Ye Qinghuan's backpack.
"Ye Qinghuan, you're too tired holding me. Why don't you put me down first? You go find your backpack first, and then come to me." Although she was infatuated with Ye Qinghuan's arms, Muzixi couldn't help but say.
She knew that Ye Qinghuan was seriously injured, and she had seen him vomit blood before, so even though she didn't want to stay here alone, she said worriedly.
"Don't talk, I'm fine." Ye Qinghuan said calmly.
Muzixi stopped talking and just held Ye Qinghuan's hand tightly.
She knew that this man was very conceited and overbearing and would not listen to her own advice. Her nose twitched slightly, this man was always so easy to impress.
After walking for a while, Ye Qinghuan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and some of the blood fell directly on Muzixi's body.
"Ye Qinghuan, what's wrong with you? Let me down first and take a rest." Muzixi was startled and shouted in a panic.
"Don't move, I'm fine." Ye Qinghuan said coldly.
He hugged Muzixi tightly and prevented her from moving.
The reason he vomited blood was really not because he had been holding Muzixi for too long, but because he was injured and the spiritual energy hidden in the meridians in his body was somewhat disordered.
He is now seriously injured, his consciousness is damaged, and he cannot master this spiritual energy. Sometimes the spiritual energy wanders around, causing him to vomit blood.
Ye Qinghuan ignored Muzixi's screams, hugged her tightly and walked straight forward.
"Ye Qinghuan, don't be like this. You're already vomiting blood. Take a rest first. My body is fine. There's no need to worry about finding an antidote."
Muzixi remembered what Ye Qinghuan said, so Ye Qinghuan must be in such a hurry to save himself.
But Ye Qinghuan ignored her at all. Muzixi was completely weak and didn't have much energy to struggle.
Seeing the blood still remaining on Ye Qinghuan's mouth, Muzixi could no longer hold back her tears. She put her head on Ye Qinghuan's chest, and her tears directly wet Ye Qinghuan's shirt.
On the chest, which is close to the heart, Muzixi left her tears there.
Ye Qinghuan's heart also beat quickly and imperceptibly. Only Ye Qinghuan knew that he was not just looking for an antidote for Muzixi.
But this woman was so moved, sad and crying for Ye Qinghuan. Even a cold person like Ye Qinghuan trembled slightly in her heart.
If it were Duguxiao who had practiced the blood-killing art before, maybe he wouldn't be tempted, and maybe so many things wouldn't happen at all.
But Ye Qinghuan is no longer the Dugu Xiao who was controlled by the Blood-killing Bead. Although he is indifferent, he still has a trace of humanity.
There was such a deeply affectionate woman who loved him deeply, and it was inevitable that he would tremble in his heart.
However, Ye Qinghuan's expression was still cold. He couldn't be with Muzixi, so he was gentle to Muzixi.
If you give Muzixi a glimmer of hope, you will really harm her.
How did Ye Qinghuan know that the moment the misunderstanding between Muzixi and Ye Qinghuan was resolved, she was destined to never fall in love with anyone else again.
Even if the two people's lives will never intersect again, how can Muzixi, who feels guilty, live happily.
Moreover, after meeting this virgin forest in western Sichuan, even if Ye Qinghuan has been very indifferent, Muzixi will never forget this man in his life.
No matter how extraordinary Ye Qinghuan is and how powerful his magical powers are, as a cosmic killer who once made a living by killing, Ye Qinghuan still doesn't understand the thoughts of girls well enough.
In Muzixi's eyes, his indifference was nothing more than a hard mouth and a soft heart.
This will only make Muzixi even more moved, and she will never forget Ye Qinghuan.
This walk took two days. Because Ye Qinghuan was holding Muzixi and Ye Qinghuan himself was very weak, the walking speed was also very slow.
Fortunately, Ye Qinghuan finally found some herbs and helped Muzixi detoxify. Her body gradually recovered and she could walk on her own.
The two of them could finally leave the forest in western Sichuan.