The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Ah"

Holding the medicine bottle and sprinkling powder on the wound on Yu Huai's lower lip, You Mu raised his eyes to look at Yu Huai's calm face and snorted coldly with ambiguous meaning.

Yu Huai cooperated with You Mu's actions, opening his mouth slightly for the other party to apply medicine.

He was just speechless, his eyes were wrapped in gauze, so naturally no emotion could be seen on his face.

[What happened to him?] Tiandao felt bored since he could no longer hear You Mu's inner voice. He also had to avoid the law scan and could not leave You Mu's sea of ​​consciousness. The only thing he could do now was to hibernate.

【have no idea】

You Mu's tone was not good, but Tiandao had learned his lesson and muttered quietly, not daring to argue with the villain.

It turned around in confusion, and from You Mu's tone, it didn't sound like it didn't know.

The medicine powder was soaked with blood and condensed into a ball covering the broken hole. You Mu withdrew his gaze, put away the medicine bottle, turned around and left.

Yu Huai remained silent, his heart skipped a beat as the footsteps faded away.

Ignoring the inexplicable feeling, he took advantage of the time when he was alone to check the condition of his Dantian.

Last night, he forced his meridians to be opened. Since he had lost his cultivation, he would start over again. After all, this was not the first time he had practiced magic.

However, compared with the first time he entered the magic path to cleanse his tendons and bones, the pain of bone and blood rupture he endured this time was actually much alleviated.

A faint demonic energy began to accumulate in his Dantian again. When he peeked into his Dantian, he vaguely sensed something different, but when he looked closely, there was nothing unusual.

On the bamboo couch, You Mu took out the storage bag and storage ring that he had looted from the demon cultivator Liao Qi, and threw out all the things stored inside.

Now that Yu Huai’s cultivation is almost nothing, his body is no different from that of an ordinary person, so naturally he needs to eat.

Just want him to cook?

It's a joke!

Just eat something to fill your stomach.

The fallen equipment covered the entire couch. You Mu searched through it for a while, but only found some filling pills.

You Mu picked up a Five Grain Pill with his fingertips and frowned...

After a while, the wooden door of the room was pushed open. The hinges of the door were rusted due to years of age, making a squeaking sound.

The sweet aroma of rice porridge spreads with the heat and fills the room.

You Mu came over with a bowl in his hand and put a pillow under Yu Huai.

"Eat... Tsk!"

The spoon stirred the bowl of porridge to speed up the heat dissipation. He originally intended to hand it to Yu Huai and let him do it himself, but when he stretched out his arm halfway, he suddenly realized that the other person's limbs were still injured and he could not move.

Asking a big villain to light a fire and cook was already the limit. You Mu was tired of these trivial matters, and because it was Yu Huai who was injured, he didn't say much.

Feeling a little annoyed, You Mu hooked a stool over with his foot and planned to condescend to feed the puppy himself.

Yu Huai drank the porridge that was fed to his lips. The sweet taste stimulated his taste buds, arousing his appetite and physical hunger that he had not felt for a long time.

"Where is this place?" He cleared his throat and asked.

Using bamboo chopsticks, You Mu mixed a small piece of mushroom into the spoon, handed it over, and said briefly: "Cangwang Mountains"

"..."

There was another silence. The other party stopped talking. You Mu was also silent and just fed him one spoonful at a time.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to speak again, but instead cooperated with each other to finish the meal.

The stomach that was aching due to hunger was filled, the heat of the food melted the coldness in the body, and even the pain was relieved a little.

After throwing the pottery bowl aside, he still needed to change the medicine on Yu Huai's wound.

You Mu was unhappy and didn't bother to explain to the other party. Seeing that Yu Huai remained silent, he directly took the ointment and clean gauze and began to change the dressings on Yu Huai's hands and feet.

His movements were not very light, but fortunately Yu Huai was able to endure it. He also keenly noticed that the person who rescued him was in a bad mood and did not express a trace of dissatisfaction.

The bluish-brown paste was applied to the affected area. Although it was not clear, the wound no longer bleeds and is healing well.

You Mu knew clearly the reason why Yu Huai recovered so quickly, and he snorted coldly, pretending not to see it.

After changing the medicine, he took the dirty wooden basin and left, turning around and walking away without any reluctance.

His eyes swept across the broken sword of Yu Huai placed on the bamboo couch. You Mu moved his fingers and threw it next to the other party.

Dog stuff, it makes me annoyed when I see it!

After Yu Huai became blind, his ears became very sensitive. He listened to the footsteps going away, and moved his fingertips to touch the object thrown beside him... It was his dull and cold sword.

In Cangwang Mountain, on the day when Yu Zhao destroyed his cultivation and made him a cripple, his natal sword broke in order to protect him...

Later, he went to look for it again, but because the sword's power had completely disappeared, the broken sword could not be repaired, so he had to melt it down with his own hands and reforge a dagger.

Although the dagger was still called Jinghan, he knew that his Jinghan sword was long gone.

He can’t even protect his own sword, he is not a... good sword master.

The familiar touch, the sword body is still cold, but Yu Huai is unable to sense the specific situation of his natal sword through the remaining spider-like ties.

The broken surface was broken right in the middle of the sword, breaking it in half.

Yu Huai turned his wrist and grabbed the sword blade fiercely, but was not cut by the sharp blade.

The skin on his fingertips was intact. Yu Huai stroked his fingertips and confirmed that this was undoubtedly his Jinghan Sword.

The magic sword knows its master, and even if the sword is damaged, it will not hurt the master at all.

His Jinghan Sword will not mistake itself.

Yu Huai raised his arm and placed the sword in his arms, feeling grateful for having found his long-lost sword.

But what followed were more questions.

His sword was found, a broken sword that still had a faint connection before it became a dagger!

Who is the other party?

And... he had clearly been through so much, but judging from what he said and his physical condition...

Broken Sword, Cangwang Mountains...

It seems like going back decades ago...