Chapter 73 Immortal Venerable Cooked Chicken Soup for Me (3)
"Okay, that's the case, then I won't force you." Zhu Yu curled his lips slightly and stood up, "You rest here first, and I'll find you something to eat."
After that, Zhu Yu left the room. When he closed the door, he looked back at him with nostalgia before walking away.
The young man in the room looked at the door quietly, his eyes deepening.
Just as he was about to climb out of bed, a chill suddenly rose up from his body, freezing his body and making him unable to move at all.
His eyes were heavy and he felt a little sleepy.
The young man closed his eyes naturally and fell asleep slowly.
He had a dream.
…
On the top of a towering mountain peak, there is a palace with an elegant appearance, which is unique and simple.
The furnishings in the palace are simple, but they are all of the highest quality. The interior is luxurious but not tacky.
The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing the gauze tents in the hall, bringing with it the slightest hint of coolness.
Sitting next to the table is a woman in white, with a cold face, and her slender fingertips lightly press the tabletop, making a crisp sound of "tapping", as if she is thinking about something.
Because opposite her, kneeling was a handsome young man.
The young man was wearing a light blue gown. Although his whole body was tied with white silk, his back was straight and his knees were slightly bent. He raised his eyes and stared at her with a solemn expression.
Although he was kneeling, he was not apologetic at all.
The other end of the white string is held in the girl's hand.
Next to the woman's hand were a bunch of small tools, silver needles, daggers, darts, and even a small porcelain vase. The porcelain vase had a simple appearance, and there were several golden lines on it, which made it obvious at first glance that it was extraordinary.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
A cold voice came from above.
Xie Weiran's expression did not change and he said: "Disciple, I don't know, please ask Master to clarify."
Before he finished speaking, the white lines on his body turned fiery red, burning his skin like a scorch,
He couldn't help but groan and turned pale.
"This is a flame spell." The woman said slowly, "If you don't act according to my orders, you will suffer the pain of burning your soul. You will suffer this kind of pain forever. Life is worse than death."
His chin was lifted, and he heard her say: "You have a pretty face, but it's a pity that blood is more precious, otherwise it could also become my furnace."
Furnace tripod...
The young man's face became paler and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Soon he collapsed to the ground, and he watched in a blur as the man took out a needle and pricked his wrist, and his eyes were filled with red.
Then he was put into an ice room.
It was bitingly cold there, and he felt that his whole body was wrapped in a thick layer of ice, and his limbs were restrained, making him unable to move.
The days were dim and dark, and he thought he was about to die. Soon someone gave him a life-prolonging elixir, which restored his consciousness, and the long torture began again.
day to day.
He hated that person, hated her so much!!
That person is Qian Yi, the Immortal Lord of Qing Xuan Sect.
…
"What’s wrong with you?"
Seeing the young man's eyelashes trembling, Zhu Yu quickly leaned over, reached out and touched his forehead, and found that it was not hot to the touch.
The boy opened his eyes, but there was no focus in them.
She called a few more times, but when she saw that he still didn't respond, she couldn't help but feel a little panicked. She hurriedly used her spiritual power to explore his insides and found that everything was normal.
Then she breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, the young man finally had a reaction. He turned his head and his eyes stayed on the face that was exactly the same as in the dream, with confusion and disgust in his dark eyes.
So is it her?
The woman was dressed in white, with a jade-like appearance and refined charm. Her face was slightly pale, with a trace of blood missing from her skin and more of a sick air.
Her starry eyes reflected a cold air that was comparable to the top of an iceberg, and there was an aloofness about her that was repulsive and thousands of miles away, as if no one was in her eyes.
But when she looked at him, her eyes showed a warm light.
Suddenly, Xie Weiran's eyes condensed with a dark gaze, as if he suddenly realized that the dream might be a prediction of the future.
How could he forget that people are good at pretending? How stupid would he believe a stranger's lies?
I have obviously been deceived many times by people before. Countless people approached him with their own intentions and pretended to be nice to him. Why haven't they made any progress yet?
Those people all said that they were monsters. If she was really an immortal, how could she be willing to have a monster apprentice?
When he thought about the person in the dream saying that he had a good face, he felt sick.
Zhu Yu's hand was pushed away.
The young man's expression remained as usual, but the aura around him was much colder than before.
His eyes were also full of disgust.
"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"
Zhu Yu put his hand on his head and comforted him gently.
The young man glanced slightly and turned his head to avoid it calmly.
Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, feeling slightly disappointed in his heart.
She did not give up, and still asked softly: "Where does it hurt? Can I help you look at it?"
"No."
The young man replied coldly.
Such and such, how could Zhu Yu still not understand.
People who have just experienced life and death crises will become more resistant to certain things and people.
Be more alert.
She sighed softly, feeling that she still needed to explain it to him.
"You don't have to worry about what I will do to you. Although I really want to accept you as my disciple, if you don't want to, how can I force you?"
"When you are healed, I will leave and I will not force you to do anything."
Although the target of her mission is a villain, if she can't keep it by her side and keep an eye on her, she can just keep an eye on her secretly in the future.
Xie Weiran's little hands in his clothes were clenched tightly, and his long eyelashes trembled, as if he was hesitating.
Then he lifted the quilt and rolled out of bed. Unexpectedly, his legs were so weak that he couldn't use any strength at all, and his body fell to the ground.
The young man frowned and closed his eyes subconsciously, waiting for the pain to come.
However, his body did not fall to the ground, but was firmly caught by a jade arm.
Before he could push him, the owner of the forearm stepped aside and used his spiritual power to send him back to the bed.
"Are you hungry? Look, I forgot."
As the woman spoke, she stood up and picked up the soup bowl on the table.
Xie Weiran originally thought that her reaction would be anger or irritation. After all, he was so disobedient. Unexpectedly, what he received in exchange was tender concern.
He was stunned on the bed, staring at her slender back, not knowing how to react.
"You must have been hungry for a long time. Let's drink some chicken soup first." Zhu Yu brought the soup bowl to the bedside and said softly.
Seeing that he was stunned, she touched the boy's head, then picked up the spoon and brought it to his mouth: "Be good, you will have the strength to run after you are full, right?"
Xie Weiran's little hands grasped the corner of the quilt tightly, feeling a little helpless.
Somehow, he opened his mouth and took a sip of chicken soup.
Zhu Yu smiled with satisfaction, but the second spoonful was rejected.
"What's wrong?"
The boy's white and tender face wrinkled up, and he shook his head, losing control of his expression.
Does what she cooks taste terrible?
Zhu Yu frowned, took a sip in disbelief, and quickly spit it out.
She suddenly lost her temper.
"Sorry, I'm not very good at cooking. What do you want to eat? I'll go out and buy it for you now."
The young man looked at her slightly red cheeks and was a little surprised. He said "Gulu" and the soup in his mouth rolled down.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
He immediately started coughing violently.
[Author's digression]: To sort out the timeline, the villain had a grudge against the original owner. When the original owner finished killing him (the villain had returned to the Demon Realm), Zhu Yu traveled to this world to do a mission, but at that time her mission had little to do with the villain.
So there was basically no intersection, but after the villain turned black, he kept destroying the world and taking pleasure in sharks. The administration determined that it was Zhu Yu's mistake, so she was pulled back into this world to pull him out of the abyss.
Don't worry, the villain can tell the difference between his wife and his enemy, even though they have the same face.