Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

But he quickly reacted, quickly hugged Gu Ruojiao into his arms, took off his coat, and put it on her body.

Looking at the woman in his arms, Wudu wanted to say something, but his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of whiteness, and his ears turned red all of a sudden.

He looked away hastily, wanting to push her away, but he was afraid of hurting her.

The ears can't help but pay attention to her movements.

When he heard that she was enduring the pain, Wudu's eyes immediately changed from embarrassment to seriousness.

But he finally remembered that it was not suitable to be dazed at this moment.

He turned to the spider spirit.

The spider spirit became irritable because a leg was cut off.

"I killed you!"

"Amitabha."

Wudu hugged Gu Ruojiao aside, and put it down gently.

"You..." He didn't dare to look at her, "The poor monk will come back as soon as he goes..."

Gu Ruojiao hummed lightly: "I'll wait for you."

Wudu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he shook his hands unconsciously.

This time Wudu didn't keep it anymore.

A mere spider spirit was no match for him at all, and was quickly eliminated, leaving only a pile of ashes scattered on the ground.

Wu Du narrowed his eyes and recited a Buddha's name in a low voice.

After seeing the blood on the sleeve, he quickly ran back to Ruojiao.

She was petite, and his coat was baggy.

But it could only be barely covered, so she could only bend her knees and curl up, leaning against the tree trunk.

Long black hair hangs down her body.

Looks vulnerable and helpless.

The stabbed shoulder was still bleeding, and Wu Du's outer shirt was stained red.

Fortunately, it was not completely pierced.

But she was still sore and her lips were pale.

Wudu fought for a while between heaven and man, and finally walked over to hug Gu Ruojiao, and returned to the ruined temple.

Because moving involved the wound, the woman in her arms could only bite her lower lip in pain, but she never yelled.

Wudu took out the Jinchuang medicine from the bag and put it where Gu Ruojiao could reach.

Lowering his eyes: "The donor's wound needs to be treated as soon as possible, and the poor monk is waiting outside."

Alienated and cold, like treating a stranger.

After finishing speaking, he went out without waiting for anyone's response, leaving the ruined temple to Gu Ruojiao alone. 7K 妏敩

Wudu stood guard at the door.

He was wounded too, but the wound was no longer bleeding.

It just still hurts.

Even if he feels pain, the people inside must feel even more uncomfortable.

Wudu looked at his hands.

I can vaguely feel the softness and warmth that I touched not long ago.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wu Du, who hadn't heard the movement inside for a long time, began to worry if she fainted from the pain.

He didn't even want to open the door and go in.

She saw Gu Ruojiao hurriedly put on his coat.

But because of the shoulder injury.

This movement is not only involved, but also because of the pain, she didn't grasp it well, and the rough coat slipped off her shoulders.

Wu Du suddenly turned around in a panic, bowed his head and silently recited a Heart Sutra.

The ruined temple suddenly became very quiet.

Almost audible.

Gu Ruojiao held back her embarrassment: "I'm sorry, but I can't see the wound, so..."

It was only then that Wudu remembered that her injury was on her back, how could she apply medicine to herself.

I heard her say: "But it's okay, it should be fine without the medicine..."

"How about that!"

Wudu interrupted what she said later, not realizing that his behavior was very rude and too eager.

"But..." Gu Ruojiao glanced at him, then said softly, "At the moment, no one can help me with the medicine."

Only then did Wudu remember that there were only him and her here.

But men and women can't kiss each other...

He was at war with heaven and man again.

After a while, he still sat next to Gu Ruojiao.