My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 401 Ye Wuyou, give Lu Caiwei back to me!
The woman was lying quietly on the wriggling flesh and blood ground.

Looking to the side, there was a faint indentation on the wall made of flesh and blood, as well as traces of a knife scratching it.

Although there was a constant dripping of smelly mucus from the flesh and blood walls around her, the woman's body was not stained with a single trace of filth.

Her snow-white hair gently spread behind her, and her eyes were closed on her delicate and flawless face, but she could feel a few tremors in the corners of her eyes from time to time.

There was a shocking tear on the woman's waist that was so deep that the bone could be seen. She was unconscious at the moment. Without the suppression of her qi, the blood began to flow continuously. There seemed to be an extra blood line on the snow-white arm on her left shoulder, but it was not broken.

Injuries will not get better on their own.

When Ye Wuyou found Luo Qinghan earlier, he discovered that this guy was completely stuck in the wall, with only half of his body left outside.

Ye Wuyou took great pains to pull Luo Qinghan out of the wall with a "bo" sound.

In the end, the woman couldn't be woken up no matter how hard she tried.

"Why are you sleeping like a pig?"

Is this because of the narrator's previous words?
Luo Qinghan couldn't wake up, and her injuries would never be treated. Ye Wuyou wanted to help, but Luo Qinghan's "No Bottom Line" was still there, as if she had an extra layer of fine but unbreakable film on her body.

Although he didn't have a good impression of this guy, Luo Qinghan's current actions were always on his side.

Ye Wuyou didn't mind treating the other person's injuries.

However, there was always a slight distance between the palm and Luo Qinghan.

Ye Wuyou couldn't touch the real Luo Qinghan, not even her skin.

How to do this?

Ye Wuyou stared in a daze at the torn wounds on Luo Qinghan's lower abdomen and left shoulder.

"At least she doesn't have a broken arm..." Ye Wuyou muttered, then glanced at his left hand.

His broken left arm has begun to take shape bit by bit. After using the life breath of the sacred tree to clear the energy added by the Pavilion Master, [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood] finally played its due role.

It is not as strong as the original blue demon, but it is effective after all.

That's the only way I won't care about all this.

If it were other practitioners, there would be no way to heal broken limbs, and there are few precious medicines in the world to set bones and regenerate life. Unless they use the magic method of possessing another's body, they will really be left disabled.

A faint murmur was heard softly, the woman's eyes were tightly closed, but her teeth were unconsciously clenched.

"Ye Wuyou, you beast, I won't let you go..."

But it was just a dream.

When the voice reached his ears, Ye Wuyou squatted aside, and the expression on his face suddenly became complicated.

He doesn't understand.

You, why?
You're scolding me even in your dreams?
The woman in front of him was lying on the ground, her whole body stretched straight, but her beautiful face was filled with mixed feelings of pain. I wonder what she was dreaming about.

But even so, Luo Qinghan made an unyielding voice.

On that beautiful face filled with pain and struggle, those red lips as bright as cinnabar opened slightly and murmured softly.

"Beast, bitch, lecher..."

Ye Wuyou's expression gradually became gloomy. After a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand.

With his palm raised high, Ye Wuyou was about to slap it down.

I gave you face? You still dare to scold me?
But there was a moment of hesitation in his eyes, and in the end, the fierce slap was just a light slap on the other person's cheek.

But after several slaps, Ye Wuyou's hands became numb, and Luo Qinghan did not wake up.

This is normal. With the [No Bottom Line] package, unless Ye Wuyou beats him to death, it won't be Luo Qinghan who will be hurt.

The force is mutual, and the only one who will feel the pain is Ye Wuyou's hand.

Since brute force didn't work, Ye Wuyou chose to use his brain.

The Master once said that it often only takes one sentence to wake someone up.

Ye Wuyou patted the other person's cheek and spoke thoughtfully.

"Luo Qinghan, oh Luo Qinghan, why don't you wake up? Are you really going to die here if you keep sleeping? Although everyone will die, but since you hate me so much, isn't it a bit boring to die in front of me?"

Luo Qinghan didn't react at all. It seemed that Ye Wuyou was not important to her at all.

So Ye Wuyou said again.

"At least think about Lu Caiwei. She is also trapped here. Luo Qinghan, you don't want to lose her, do you?"

Luo Qinghan's eyes trembled slightly.

In her mind...

[Luo Qinghan, you don’t want to lose Lu Caiwei either…]

Ye Wuyou didn't know all this. He only saw the other person's eyes tremble, as if there were some changes.

Oh? Any reaction?
Just as Ye Wuyou was about to continue shouting, the faint whisper came from the woman's mouth again.

"I'm willing to do anything..."

Ye Wuyou was stunned and was about to say that there was no need to do so, but then he thought for a while and said slowly.

"Then you are not allowed to insult me ​​or interfere with me and Lu Caiwei..."

Luo Qinghan didn't say anything, nor did he make any reaction or movement.

She lay quietly on the ground without moving.

The big one is dead.

Ye Wuyou rolled his eyes.

"Don't make promises that you can't keep..."

"No, it's not..." Luo Qinghan shouted weakly.

It’s not you, uncle. You are responding to me, right?

Ye Wuyou was almost laughing out of anger.

"Luo Qinghan, you sleepy sow, if you really can't wake up, then remove [No Limits], otherwise you won't be able to save your hand."

As he said that, Ye Wuyou slapped Luo Qinghan in the face with his backhand.

Snapped.

A clear voice sounded.

Huh?
A strange look suddenly appeared in Ye Wuyou's eyes. He felt the touch of his palm and seemed a little confused, yet a little hesitant to confirm.

He reached out and pinched the other person's cheek.

The touch from the fingertips is very subtle.

Smooth and tender, a face full of collagen.

But Ye Wuyou's focus is not here.

At this moment, [No Bottom Line] has been proactively lifted.

But Luo Qinghan did not wake up.

Although it was very puzzling, Ye Wuyou did not hesitate. He shook his head and began to treat the other person's injuries.

"The left arm is easy to handle, at least it can be saved."

"The knife wound on my waist and lower abdomen is quite serious. My internal organs are damaged. I'm afraid I won't be able to have children in the future..."

"Oh, I was overthinking it. Who would dare to want Luo Qinghan? The idea of ​​having a child is nonsense."

Ye Wuyou is not a doctor, so naturally he doesn't know any of the magical skills of a doctor.

But he will save people.

The blade gently scratched his arm, and then a line of bright red beads appeared, dripping onto the wound on Luo Qinghan's left arm.

A hint of pure white gradually emerged from the deep red blood.

The rich life breath of the sacred tree turned into juice, mixed with blood, and fell on the wound on Luo Qinghan's left shoulder.

There were still bloodstains on the woman's shoulders and neck, and there was also a hint of sinister bloody energy. The bloodstains surrounded her shoulders and neck, as if they wanted to cut the arm off Luo Qinghan's body.

That was not an ordinary wound, but a manifestation of some kind of magical power based on certain rules, and it was even somewhat strange.

Otherwise, Luo Qinghan would not have been unable to treat his injuries by himself.

And when Ye Wuyou's blood fell, the aura belonging to Pavilion Master Lingxue instantly melted like spring snow, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The voice of Feng Xinling came to my heart.

"Hey, you can save people, but don't even think about attacking our leader."

Ye Wuyou frowned and said nothing.

He did not let the sacred tree absorb the soul power of Feng Xinling. Based on the current growth progress of the sacred tree, there is still some spare power.

""

hungry.

Then came the sound of the sacred tree, accompanied by the gentle swaying of its branches.

Ye Wuyou wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, chuckled and comforted himself in his heart.

"Use your brain. This is called investment. I saved her life this time. Shouldn't you find more spirits for me in the future?"

The voice came from the sacred tree again.

""

It means bad woman.

A bad woman?

Ye Wuyou didn't care.

"Luo Qinghan... not really. He can still distinguish right from wrong."

The injury on his left arm improved, and Ye Wuyou changed his posture, letting the blood in his hand flow into the wound on Luo Qinghan's waist.

The injury on the waist was more serious than that on the left arm, and the sap of the sacred tree continued to flow away.

Ye Wuyou felt tired, he lowered his head slightly, and stopped wasting the juice of the sacred tree without restraint. Instead, he wiped the liquid with a strong breath of life around the wound with his fingers.

The fingertips lying flat on the side of the body trembled slightly.

Her eyes trembled slightly, and then Luo Qinghan slowly opened her eyes, which were filled with tears and humiliation.

The falling peach blossoms gradually disappeared.

The scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and then gradually became clear in Luo Qinghan's eyes.

The unfamiliar environment, the air seemed to be filled with some kind of hallucinogenic sultry smell, and the walls kept wriggling like flesh and blood...

This……

Luo Qinghan seemed to remember.

He was swallowed by the monster.

Was everything that just happened just a dream?

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Luo Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate and thankful for having survived a disaster.

Such a horrific scene will not happen.

I will not fall into Ye Wuyou's hands and let him do whatever he wants...

Ok?
The strange feeling coming from his waist made Luo Qinghan stunned.

If you feel it carefully, you will also feel a strange tingling sensation.

Luo Qinghan subconsciously shifted her gaze, but her sight was blocked by the bulge in her clothes. So she raised her head slightly and looked ahead.

He saw Ye Wuyou lying on his waist, concentrating and working hard.

The red and white sticky liquid was dripping from Ye Wuyou's body into his lower abdomen bit by bit.

what is that?
It is impossible to describe Luo Qinghan’s mood at the moment. There is always calm before a storm, and the sea always recedes before a tsunami.

She widened her eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

The scenes in the dream and reality gradually overlap.

As if noticing Luo Qinghan's gaze, Ye Wuyou raised his head and looked over, their eyes meeting.

His face was a little pale.

Then, a smile appeared on Ye Wuyou's lips.

"You finally woke up. Don't worry, the treatment was successful. You have..."

A loud roar suddenly arose, accompanied by an extremely turbulent aura and a word full of murderous intent.

These words sounded somewhat puzzling to Ye Wuyou.

"Give Lu Caiwei back to me!"

The woman slapped the ground with both hands, then raised her foot. The veins on her jade-like calves bulged. Then she kicked hard on the spot, stepping directly on Ye Wuyou's heart, like a rabbit kicking an eagle.

"No, buddy..." Ye Wuyou wanted to speak.

But the voice stopped abruptly.

For a moment, Ye Wuyou almost fainted.

He only felt his body flying high up and slamming hard into the wall made of flesh and blood. The huge force even made him float in the air for several breaths.

And what about Luo Qinghan?
She kicked Ye Wuyou straight into the wall in the air, but after a few breaths, Ye Wuyou's body lost strength and fell down.

It was about to fall on her.

Luo Qinghan's body was still a little heavy, but it did not prevent her from lifting her legs again.

The jade legs stretched out from the skirt, raised high, forming a perfect arc.

He can draw a bow like a full moon.

This blow will penetrate the stars.

Ye Wuyou's vision was dark and he could only feel his body falling rapidly.

But, he just couldn't see it.

It doesn’t mean that Ye Wuyou can’t feel the strong aura and the life-and-death crisis in his heart.

At the critical moment, Ye Wuyou let out a life-threatening cry.

"Don't move!"

Ye Wuyou's Adam's apple instantly deflated, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Using the peak of the fifth realm to control the half-step seventh realm almost made Ye Wuyou speechless.

【Words come true】

Although he is currently in the body of a monster, he is also in the strange realm of the [Strange Door Coffin].

And within this, there is [Words become law]. As long as it is within this scope, anyone can use this weirdness, but they have to pay a price.

Luo Qinghan's body suddenly stiffened for a moment, and even the kick that he was about to throw came to a halt.

Ye Wuyou fell down and lay face down on the ground, but he didn't make any noise.

My head just hurts a little, as if it was hit by something.

A woman's muffled groan was heard by his ears, but Ye Wuyou did not respond.

He only felt that he had landed on a cushion, with a sweet smell and soft and warm surroundings.

Ye Wuyou swore that he just rubbed his face subconsciously.

He also wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

And when the golden stars that kept appearing in front of my eyes finally dissipated, the darkness was gone, and my vision gradually became clear.

Ye Wuyou raised his eyes and finally realized what had happened. His eyes trembled and he quickly rolled off his horse and rolled to the side.

At this time, the constraints of [Words come true] finally dissipated.

Two figures stood up from the ground almost at the same time.

Luo Qinghan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and anger flashed in his beautiful eyes.

In addition to the previously healed injuries, the woman also had a new bruise on her chin.

It looked like it was hit by something.

At this moment, Luo Qinghan had lost his coolness, and was now filled with anger and determination.

"Ye Wuyou, what did you do to me!"

[Ghost] turned into a wall and blocked Ye Wuyou.

The [ghost] gets beaten first.

Ye Wuyou covered his throat, looked at Luo Qinghan strangely, and then spoke in great confusion.

"I...what did I do...don't you know?" His voice was extremely hoarse.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Qinghan's original injury.

"I shouldn't have cured you. If I had to choose again, I would have let you die here or outside without curing your wounds at all."

hurt?
Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes slightly, only then realizing his current state.

The deep scars that had caused physical and mental pain before had now disappeared, and the left arm was intact. Even the horrible wound on the waist had healed, but there were still some residual blood scabs.

When he looked at Ye Wuyou, he saw that he looked listless and as if he was over-exhausted.

Seeing the other party looking at him, Ye Wuyou raised his arm. The wound left by the knife was clearly visible, and residual blood and... a few white spots were still flowing.

Luo Qinghan saw it clearly.

Although the liquid was strange, it contained a rich breath of life.

This aura is like the purest thousand-year-old precious medicine.

Although I don’t know how the other person’s body became like this, or why it can produce such a thing.

But Luo Qinghan found that he seemed to have wronged him?
The resentment in Luo Qinghan's eyes gradually dissipated, but the anger in Ye Wuyou's eyes was already leaping like flames.

Being stared at by Ye Wuyou, Luo Qinghan couldn't help but lose his temper. He moved his eyes slightly to the side, but continued to speak.

"Then how did you remove the [No Limits] on me..."

It would have been better if he hadn't said this, but once he said it, Ye Wuyou became anxious.

"I untied you? I didn't even touch your clothes. You took them off by yourself."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, what did you say in your dream? I would do anything. Luo Qinghan, I'm really curious about what you dreamed about. Why do you have such a deep and bone-chilling hatred towards me?"

Luo Qinghan remained silent.

Ye Wuyou sneered, not bothering to look at her again, and walked straight forward.

Luo Qinghan frowned slightly and said after hesitating for a moment.

"what are you going to do?"

"Find someone."

Ye Wuyou didn't want to waste any more words with Luo Qinghan, but Luo Qinghan followed him after a moment of silence.

"Ye Wuyou, please explain the situation clearly."

"What are you talking about? I'm looking for someone now. Do you understand? It means that I was unlucky to meet you first. Even if you don't care about Lu Caiwei, I still do."

Luo Qinghan's eyes were calm at first, but when he heard the other party mention Lu Caiwei, he was stunned at first, and then a gloomy look flashed across his eyes.

"No, I mean the beginning of everything. You... including the so-called Wind Spirit in your body and the means you have left, you must explain it clearly."

Ye Wuyou was too lazy to pay attention.

Luo Qinghan finally followed Ye Wuyou in silence.

She finally asked after about a quarter of an hour of no progress.

"How do you find it?"

Ye Wuyou wanted to speak, but when he thought of the woman Luo Qinghan behind him, he immediately lost the mood to speak.

How to find it?
How did Ye Wuyou know?
The dog's narration is not very good. He can only hope that the narration can play a role again, such as smelling the smell and pointing out the direction.

But even so, how big is this monster?

I have been walking for so long, why is there no end in sight?
This is not an option.

Ye Wuyou stopped and thought quietly.

I can't be a violent girl like Luo Qinghan. I have my brains and I have to rely on wisdom.

Ye Wuyou's silence was met with Luo Qinghan's misunderstanding.

From Luo Qinghan's perspective, all the problems were like fog surrounding his eyes, and Ye Wuyou walked and stopped without saying a word.

Luo Qinghan had felt guilty and guilty before, but now he was ignored several times, and in his previous dream...

Ye Wuyou was unhappy with her.

She still felt unhappy when looking at Ye Wuyou!
Although Luo Qinghan knew it was a dream, he couldn't help but feel that emotion rising in his heart.

Why do I feel more uncomfortable the more I look at Ye Wuyou?
Ye Wuyou knows this question, or perhaps he doesn’t.

The Six Desires to Transform Demons Sutra

This was a technique that he temporarily practiced when he first stepped into the Fifth Realm. Later, with his continuous improvement in practice, Ye Wuyou could no longer feel the influence of this technique in recent months.

Lust? Anger? Violence? All kinds of mixed emotions?
Ye Wuyou didn't feel anything at all. Although it was a little strange, he didn't care.

When I first set foot in "no self" in Baiyun Mountain City, I had a subtle feeling that I seemed to have completely mastered "no self".

No more violence, only peace,
From Ye Wuyou's own perspective, he will no longer get lost in it.

I think this technique is harmless.

In addition, Ye Wuyou has been concentrating on studying the inner demon calamity recently.

But this technique is inherently subtle and even if one may sometimes ignore it, its effects on the surrounding areas are outstanding.

Those who like someone like him more, those who hate him hate him more, and those who hate him hate him more.

Luo Qinghan frowned, stood there, and stared at Ye Wuyou's back.

There was a faint hallucinogenic smell in the stuffy and humid air.

In the quiet environment, only the woman's gentle breathing sound could be heard.

Luo Qinghan took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, and then she took a step forward.

One more step.

With a loud bang.

His fingertips pinched the other person's neck.

Ye Wuyou's body was suddenly smashed onto the wall of flesh and blood beside him.

And Luo Qinghan was standing in front of Ye Wuyou at this moment.

(End of this chapter)