"It will hurt even more without healing, so don't be ungrateful."

Zhan Luji didn't know that the wound caused by Taoist Tu Mie could not be directly treated with Yuanli at the beginning, because the wound he caused was already filled with the fire poison of incineration fire.

The fire poison of incinerated fire is different from the hundred-refined fire poison. It is not as difficult as it, but it is different from ordinary fire poison. You must first apply cold crystal grass juice to the wound, then use Yuanli to wrap the thousand-year-old ice soul, and then compress it back and forth on the wound to heal.

Not to mention that Zhan Lu Ji didn't do that now, even if he used Cold Crystal Grass and Thousand Years of Ice Soul and had Yun Qingyue's strange physique, he could not help her heal her wounds.

Zhan Lu Ji didn't know this, but Yun Qingyue thought of it. She also guessed that the reason why her back was getting more and more painful was because Zhan Lu Ji's kindness, so she couldn't let him continue to "heal" her.

Just as Zhan Luji approached her and looked like she was vowing to "treat" her, she felt that not only her body was in pain, but her head began to hurt.

“It’s useless!”

After finally squeezing out two more words, Yun Qingyue felt that her voice was as weak as if she was moaning.

Zhan Luji didn't know what she was thinking, but he just felt that she was a little unreasonable now.

But when he saw her lip that was broken, the sweat from her forehead flowed down, and mud was stained on her body and face. He hugged her in a baby-like posture and turned it into a ball on the ground. He couldn't help but ignore her.

Thinking about it, she is not a soldier, she is so spoiled and now she is so seriously injured, so it is understandable to do something that is incomprehensible.

Thinking of this, Zhan Luji tried to patiently persuade Yun Qingyue and said, "How do you know it's useless? Do you rather die in pain?"

Seeing that Zhan Lu Ji refused to "let her go", Yun Qingyue could only say with difficulty: "Ahan."

She couldn't explain clearly at all now and couldn't say much. She could only hope that Zhan Luji would send her back to Ahan, and she would be saved by then.

At this time, Yun Qingyue forgot that Ahan was surrounded by the burning fire just now. She didn't know that in her subconscious, she had formed the concept that only Ahan knew how to help her.

It was just that the barrier only blocked the attacks of external forces, but there was no sound insulation effect. During the period when Zhan Luji wanted to help her "heal her wounds", the roar outside continued, drowned Yun Qingyue's voice.

Zhan Luji only saw the blood-stained lips opened and closed, but could not hear the sound as thin as a mosquito.

"You are hiding the disease and avoiding the doctor!"

After saying that, I will help Yun Qingyue again.

Yun Qingyue didn't care about pulling the wound again, and tried hard to push it away, but couldn't resist Zhan Luji's brute force, so he forced him to sit up.

Seeing that he was about to suffer again, Yun Qingyue naturally would not let Zhan Luji "spray salt" on her wound. He opened his mouth and bit his arm.

"Ao!"

When Yun Qingyue endured the pain, the venting force could often be instilled into her teeth, so she bit her mercilessly, and Zhan Luji almost jumped up.

He reflexively pushed Yun Qingyue hard and pushed her to the ground.

"You are simply unreasonable!"

Looking at the bloody hole in her hand, Zhan Luji decided to ignore Yun Qingyue and let her die for herself.

He just felt that she was so tolerant and admired her a little. Now it seems that she is completely in trouble and is sick!
Chapter completed!