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Chapter 103 103%
Chapter 103 103%
Ji Qingzhuo turned her head to the side, avoiding Shen Rongyu's eyes, she regretted it a little, she should take a shower after taking the medicine, otherwise how could he smell it?
"It doesn't hurt much," she whispered.
When was pinched by the candle moth, felt more suffocated and more uncomfortable. After came back and applied the medicine, it was much better, but there were a few red marks on the back of the neck that seemed to have not been applied by the medicine, and now there is still a slight pain.
Shen Rongyu's eyes lowered, he looked at Ji Qingzhuo's neck - her white neck showed a small section from the collar, with a bloodless paleness.
He knew that Ji Qingzhuo wasn't very good at taking care of herself, so when she was alone, she would endure it wherever she stumbled.
Of course, he couldn't see that.
Although he himself is not afraid of illness and death, he feels that Ji Qingzhuo should be well protected, she is too fragile.
"I'll see," he said.
Ji Qingzhuo turned her back, she was not very likely to reject Shen Rongyu, not to mention it was a sign of his kindness.
She lifted the blue silk that was scattered behind her head, and the soft strands of hair entangled her fingertips and poured down, revealing a small neck that was slightly bent. The raised spine was clearly defined, which made her look A fragile beauty.
Although Candle Moth was not strong enough to pinch her, her physical fitness was already poor, so a slight pinch left scars. Ji Qingzhuo was also clumsy when applying medicine to herself, so she could only see it in the mirror. The bruises that arrived were covered with medicine, and there was still a little scar on the back of the neck that could not be seen.
Shen Rongyu just came back from outside, but he deliberately controlled his body temperature, so his fingertips were warm, his fingertips penetrated Ji Qingzhuo's clothes and pulled down a little, but his movements were gentle.
No one else would treat Ji Qingzhuo so carefully.
Ji Qingzhuo lowered her head, her fluffed hair fell from both sides of her cheeks, her face was red, and even the tips of her ears were red, Shen Rongyu could clearly see her reaction.
She was always so shy, when he approached her, her whole body seemed to be steaming, so she was a bit cute, he liked seeing Ji Qingzhuo's reaction.
But his attention fell on the scar on Ji Qingzhuo's neck. The candle moth didn't use too much strength. Her nails were not trimmed very short, and the ends were a little sharp, so the nails pinched Ji Qingzhuo's neck, leaving a trail Fingernail marks.
Candle Moth didn't expect that she could hurt Ji Qingzhuo with such a light touch.
"Is it a candle moth?" Shen Rongyu asked her—of course, Meng Yaolan could not be ruled out, and Ji Qingzhuo should have met these two people today.
Ji Qingzhuo heard his lowered voice, she nodded, and the ups and downs of her neck made Shen Rongyu's fingertips dig a little further inside.
Her movements stopped immediately, which was why she didn't want Shen Rongyu to know that she was injured. In fact, except when facing the red air during cultivation, Shen Rongyu was very polite most of the time, but when he approached her, he would always arouse She has a special emotion.
This emotion made her cheeks flush, her heart beat faster, her breathing became chaotic, and her body became hot.
She doesn't know love, and she doesn't know what it means - contact with Shen Rongyu is almost the only time she has had close contact with the opposite sex in more than 20 years.
Sometimes the atmosphere is just right, she is close to him, she is only familiar with his breath, and doesn't find it strange.
But once she cared about his existence, she couldn't help but feel hot and heartbeat.
Ji Qingzhuo didn't dare to think about the feeling of being ashamed to talk about it, and even as long as her thoughts touched this feeling, her mind would go blank immediately.
Yes, she faintly hoped that Shen Rongyu could get a little closer, like the red airflow in the consciousness space, completely wrapping her in his arms.
Ji Qingzhuo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Shen Rongyu's voice came from above her head: "I should have killed her long ago."
Now that the candle moth is not dead, in the final analysis, Ji Qingzhuo is protecting her, for her some ridiculous insistence.
This insistence, in Shen Rongyu's view, is a stupid act, in Meng Yaolan's view, it may be some kind of idea of betrayal of mankind.
Ji Qingzhuo's voice was very low: "Xiaoyu, I'm going to transform her."
This is also one of her promises, she will not break it, she will stick to it until she can't hold on.
"I know." Shen Rongyu's hand was dipped in the cold ointment, and pressed it on the back of Ji Qingzhuo's neck.
He was a little annoyed that Ji Qingzhuo didn't protect himself seriously: "It's you who hurts left and right."
"Evil devils can't be domesticated." Shen Rongyu's tone was light, he did appreciate Ji Qingzhuo's insistence, but he also knew what the devil was.
"Well." Ji Qingzhuo responded, her voice trembling because Shen Rongyu pressed her in pain.
Shen Rongyu twisted his fingertips and wiped away the ointment on the back of her neck to eliminate the pain. He remembered something and explained, "Did you take out your umbrella again today?"
Ji Qingzhuo bit his words to correct him: "Umbrella."
When Shen Rongyu heard this address - it was almost equivalent to calling him, his fingertips paused and his breathing became chaotic for a moment.
"Umbrella," he said.
"The demon in the palace who turned into a black cat left, and I took it out to play." Ji Qingzhuo said.
"It's better to keep it." Shen Rongyu thought of the strange touch she suddenly felt standing in the middle of the downtown.
"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo said.
Shen Rongyu dealt with all her untreated injuries. He didn't know how to treat spells, so he could only use such primitive methods to treat her injuries.
Fortunately, Ji Qingzhuo's injuries are all minor injuries now. If she is seriously injured, he might not know how to take care of her.
Shen Rongyu thought that Ji Qingzhuo couldn't be hurt in front of his eyes.
His fingertips were retracted, and Ji Qingzhuo adjusted her clothes for Ji Qingzhuo, took a white handkerchief, and wiped the fingertips.
Ji Qingzhuo immediately sat up straight, the blue silk hanging from her shoulders fell, and she sat obediently.
Shen Rongyu didn't get close to her anymore, which made her feel a lot more relaxed, but also mixed with a sense of reluctance.
This feeling of reluctance is dangerous, Ji Qingzhuo thought, but she couldn't suppress this emotion, so she could only try her best to ignore it.
She is a sensitive and vigilant person who has a hard time giving her emotions.
Shen Rongyu was always worried that she was trapped in her feelings for him, but in fact, it was Shen Rongyu herself who was trapped more and more deeply, and Ji Qingzhuo always maintained a kind of detached calm.
But she now feels that her barrier to protect herself is about to be shattered by Shen Rongyu.
She's afraid... relying on one person's feelings, she doesn't want to be controlled by someone.
Ji Qingzhuo clenched her cuffs, but Shen Rongyu hadn't noticed her thoughts.
"I don't want to know what I did when I left the palace today?" Shen Rongyu had been waiting for Ji Qingzhuo to ask, but she was silent, not asking or saying anything.
Ji Qingzhuo never cared about what he did from the beginning to the end. After Shen Rongyu asked this question, she came back to her senses and asked dumbly, "What did Xiaoyu do?"
This sentence was said dryly as if completing a task.
Ji Qingzhuo was in high spirits when she saw Shen Rongyu coming back, and she still had time to bring herself new clothes. She thought that Shen Rongyu had gone out of the palace to play.
——She won't be a nosy, but Shen Rongyu wants her to be nosy, and he wants Ji Qingzhuo to put all her attention on him.
"Zuo Zhuo is perfunctory me?" Shen Rongyu really started to make trouble.
Ji Qingzhuo said, "No."
"So what did Xiaoyu do?" She repeated the question again, this repeated emphasis made Shen Rongyu very useful.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll lead the demons lurking outside the city to the Lan family."
That black shadow and Meng Lian's strength are equal, and they are incompatible with each other, so he did this, causing the two sides to fight and lose both.
Shen Rongyu knew that he did not belong to the camp of demons, nor to the camp of human beings. He had a bloody feud with both sides, so no matter which side lost, it was the result he wanted to see.
Ji Qingzhuo immediately asked, "Are you not injured?"
"The shadow thinks I'm a monk, and Meng Lian thinks I'm a demon." Shen Rongyu's voice was light.
A question arose from the bottom of Ji Qingzhuo's heart. She was suddenly curious about the answer to this question, just like she wanted to know Shen Rongyu.
"Then Xiaoyu... Who are you?" Ji Qingzhuo now dares to ask Shen Rongyu his own question.
Shen Rongyu's answer was beyond her expectations: "I am no one."
What he means by this sentence means that he admits that he is neither human nor demon.
But immediately, he remembered that he still had to maintain his image as a big brother in front of Ji Qingzhuo.
He smiled and said, "Just kidding, I'm naturally a cultivator of Xuanyun Sect."
Ji Qingzhuo stretched out her hand, she hooked Shen Rongyu's tail finger on her side, she said to Shen Rongyu seriously: "Xiaoyu, no matter who you are, I...I will..."
She stammered again, because this sentence would be ridiculous to Shen Rongyu.
"What?" Shen Rongyu asked her seriously, his voice was steady, as if a mountain stream brushed past Ji Qingzhuo's ear.
This serious attitude gave Ji Qingzhuo courage, she took a deep breath and said, "I will protect you."
Shen Rongyu was not amused by her words, he only replied seriously: "Okay."
At this time, he only felt that Ji Qingzhuo's desire for protection was just some kind of comfort to him. He knew that she had this idea, but later he would not have thought that Ji Qingzhuo could say this, naturally such ability.
- She never lies.
The next day, news came from the Lan family that Meng Lian, a cultivator sent by the Meng family from the aristocratic cultivator, was injured by a high-level demon and was bedridden. The wounded bloody right arm.
Meng Lian temporarily lost the ability to move, and the situation of the black shadow was not very good. His vitality was greatly damaged, he fled outside the city, hid himself, and slowly healed his wounds, but he was reluctant to leave Xuedu.
Hei Ying knew that Ji Qingzhuo was in Xuedu, and he did have some kind of paranoid pursuit of the "little fairy" who rescued him, but it had almost nothing to do with love.
- He is a demon after all.
When Ji Qingzhuo heard the news in the palace, she couldn't hold the hot tea in her hand. The monks and demons were both seriously injured.
"I don't know what's wrong, but this snow has come to such a terrible thing." The female official who came to collect next month's silver money patted her chest and said to Ji Qingzhuo with lingering fears.
"Miss Ning has to protect herself recently." The female official said with concern.
Ji Qingzhuo nodded. She thought that the beautiful girl in front of her who cared about her didn't know, and the initiator who planned to provoke all this was practicing swordsmanship in the yard behind her.
The author says:
Xiaoyu (beautiful): Take the initiative to explain what she did out of the palace, and wait for praise.