After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

Inside the mirror.

Chen Zun looked at Ji Yanwu lying on the ground, and there was finally a trace of emotion on his face.

He walked over, squatted down, and took a pulse.

The pulse is very weak, and the poison has spread to the heart. If he does not receive treatment, he will die from the poison.

Chen Zun didn't think much, and stretched out his hand to give her a burst of true energy.

Ji Yanwu's complexion improved slightly, and her face that was wrinkled in pain relaxed.

He turned away and tore the clothes off his shoulders a little.

There was a black ink-like wound on the white skin, which had begun to fester.

He took out the Deadly Scholar's storage bag and rummaged through it for a while before he found a small bottle of medicinal powder and poured the medicine into it.

After the medicinal powder was poured on, the black wound slowly turned into a normal color, and black blood flowed out of the wound.

Ji Yanwu, who was in a coma, was trembling slightly all over, and the expression on her face was a little painful.

Soon, it calmed down again.

Chen Zun didn't say much. He just made a rough guess, took out a piece of cloth and bandaged the wound randomly, and took out a piece of clothing to cover her body.

Finally, he took out a red bead from the Deadly Scholar's storage bag and poured spiritual power into it.

Suddenly, the beads floated up, emitting soft warm light, shrouding Ji Yanwu inside.

After doing this, Chen Zuncai found a place at random, put out the futon, held the Lingxi Pendant in his hand, closed his eyes, and entered a state of meditation.

……

Outside the mirror.

"What a pity. Why does the water moon mirror become blurry at the critical moment? This thing can only protect against gentlemen like us, how can it be protected against villains?"

"However, when faced with a stunning woman who fainted in front of him, the Demon Lord didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and even turned away while changing the dressing. I underestimated him."

"Hey, I can't do it anyway. Look at him, he turned around and started practicing. No wonder he will become the number one person in Tianluo Continent in the future. It's a pity that he took the wrong path."

Everyone looked at the blurred picture and sighed.

Some people are gnashing their teeth, some are distraught, and some are filled with admiration.

Shen Ruoyan breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that something inappropriate would happen to Chen Zun and Ji Yanwu.

Facts have proved that the man she likes is indeed reliable.

Han Youjin said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect that he is a truly honorable gentleman."

At this time, Ji Yanwu's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment, and she felt very uncomfortable.

What she was disappointed about was that, in Chen Zun's eyes, she was a peerless beauty, but she was just like an ordinary person.

Could it be that I really couldn't fall into his eyes?

……

Inside the mirror.

Ji Yanwu seemed to have had a dream, a very long dream.

Suddenly, a scholar rushed towards her with a ferocious face.

Then, she woke up with a fright.

The moment she opened her eyes, she realized that her body was very weak and her hands and feet were sore.

After a moment, Ji Yanwu sat up, her pretty face full of panic, and she glanced around vigilantly.

There was a burnt mark on the ground not far away.

Soon, she noticed Chen Zun who was in a state of trance, and a trace of doubt flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Gradually, the memories before her coma flooded into her mind.

Before she fell into coma, she did not see Chen Zun appear, so she was still very wary of this man.

She quickly checked her body and found nothing unusual, then breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the wound on the shoulder was still a little painful, but it had been bandaged.

Only then did Ji Yanwu realize that she was still wearing a man's robe. Somehow, she felt at ease.

If he guessed correctly, the man in front of him was the one who saved him.

With this idea in mind, Ji Yanwu secretly observed Chen Zun.

The face has clear features like a sculpture, the eyebrows are as symmetrical and slender as swords, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the lips are a little thin.

This face was so good-looking, but he looked young, and she was older than him. Ji Yanwu was a little crazy looking at it.

Although the world of immortality does not judge people by their appearance, this man looks too good-looking.

However, he exuded a cold aura and looked like he would not let strangers approach him, which always gave people the illusion that he was far away from others.

She was sure that this man didn't like to smile.

"He should look better when he smiles."

Ji Yanwu silently thought about the way Chen Zun smiled.

At this moment, Chen Zun opened his eyes and found Ji Yanwu looking at him.

When their eyes met, there was a moment of calm.

Chen Zun was the first to speak: "How is your injury?"

His voice is nice and calm, almost cold, but it doesn't make people feel fierce, but as gentle as jade.

It's embarrassing to be caught peeking at someone.

Ji Yanwu's ears turned red quietly, her eyes lowered, and she whispered: "Much better, thank you for saving me."

She didn't dare to look directly into Chen Zun's eyes, which were as deep, bright and clear as the starry sky, but also so psychedelic.

Suddenly, Ji Yanwu felt that the man in front of her was killing a Nascent Soul cultivator just like killing a chicken. His real age must not be what he is now. He should be very old.

Because there are many secret techniques for rejuvenating youth in the world of immortality, and it is not difficult.

All in all, she was still very grateful to this worldly expert who was suspected of being an old monster.

Chen Zun did not deny it. He asked again: "Then what are your plans next?"

"I...I don't know."

Ji Yanwu's face was blank for a while.

Only then did she remember that had she not secretly entered the extremely cold place with her fellow senior sister, she would not have suffered such a catastrophe.

But when she thought of her dead senior sister, she felt sad again.

Don't know what to do at all.

"In that case, let's wait until you recover from your injury."

Chen Zun nodded, took out a bottle of elixir and threw it over.

Ji Yanwu reached out to catch it, and with some doubts, she heard Chen Zun speak.

"You have repeatedly used secret techniques, and your foundation has been somewhat damaged. Taking this will help your recovery."

Ji Yanwu then remembered that she had desperately used her life essence to use secret techniques in order to prevent the fatal scholar from catching her. Only now did she realize that the damaged meridians had been quietly repaired.

Without thinking, she knew that the man in front of her had fixed it for her.

Ji Yanwu said gratefully: "Shuiyuezhai Ji Yanwu thanks you for your great kindness, senior."

The monk's true essence is damaged and his foundation is unstable. It is even more difficult to ascend to the sky if he wants to take another step forward.

"My name is Chen Zun."

Chen Zun felt that Ji Yanwu was older than him, and the senior call made him sound awkward.

He didn't intend to continue chatting with her, so he said: "I'm going to practice. You can move around here as you like. When you recover from your injury, I will send you out."

Ji Yanwu didn't dare to say no, so she nodded lightly.

Chen Zun then closed his eyes again and entered a state of trance.

Ji Yanwu didn't dare to disturb Chen Zun, since he couldn't practice now, so he took a pill, tightened the clothes on his body, and huddled up.

It was quiet inside the cave.