I'm a professional

Although this fourth senior brother is a sword repairer, Bai Mu still believes in his medical training level, and he is particularly at ease to let the opponent move.

The blood from the wound on his shoulder had already dried up. Thanks to Bai Mu's cassock, otherwise his clothes would stick to his flesh and he would have to suffer again.

Yi Liyun's movements were very light, the distance was too close, and the breath on his neck made Bai Mu shrink back in discomfort.

This movement was very small, but Yi Liyun noticed it, he stopped quickly, and asked nervously: "Did I hurt you?"

Bai Mu shook his head, "No, it's just a little itchy..."

He paused, and then said: "It's just a flesh wound, brother, you don't have to be so cautious."

Bai Mu's words didn't seem to have any effect. The other party's movement of removing the cloth from the wound was still very slow, cautious, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

Bai Mu watched helplessly as sweat dripped from Yi Liyun's forehead, his fingers touching the skin beside the wound trembled slightly, his eyes were flushed, as if he was about to shed tears in the next moment.

Bai Mu: "..."

Brother, it was me who was hurt, not you...

Most people get more nervous the more they are stared at. Bai Mu guessed that Yi Liyun was also of this type, and the other party's trembling hands would add to his injury, so Bai Mu simply closed his eyes and didn't look at it.

——To be honest, looking at myself covered in blood is quite a test of nerves.

This approach obviously works...

After Bai Mu closed his eyes, the hand that landed on his wound finally stopped shaking so much.

With those clear and lingling pupils closed, Yi Liyun was indeed relieved.

But the reason was completely different from what Bai Mu thought.

Yi Liyun looked down at the young man on the bed.

His facial features are as exquisite as a picture scroll, and even the bloodstain on his cheek is not a blemish.

The oozing blood added brilliance to the already stunning face, and against the pale lips due to excessive blood loss, it revealed a thrilling beauty.

People can't help thinking: leaning forward to lick and lick away the blood little by little, or biting, grasping which lip, and grinding it to make it re-stained with the usual rosy color...

No matter which one is a very tempting choice.

Yi Liyun didn't choose any of them, but continued to pull away the cloth that was soaked in blood and dried up and became stiff...

The injured shoulder was exposed in the air, and the hideously turned flesh at the wound was in stark contrast to the white skin.

Yi Liyun's breath became short of breath. Excited by this scene, the blood in his eyes became even more intense.

There is a voice in the body roaring and clamoring——

...Tear him apart...cut the flesh, smash the bones...

The vision of blood splattered into his mind, and his hand trembled again.

Swallow the minced meat with the blood, and then...

...into one.

Yi Liyun's eyes were already completely red, he closed them, and when he opened them again, his eyes returned to an ordinary brown color.

Before being accepted as a disciple by Sword Master Ling Frost, he was a sacrifice of a tribe in the extreme north. The so-called "sacrifice" is to use his body as a container to seal the evil thoughts that linger around the tribe so that they will not condense into demons.

The evil thoughts that accumulated over time had already become a part of his body, and even Sword Master Lingshuang was helpless.

However, Yi Liyun is still the disciple of Sword Master Lingshuang, not some unknown demon cultivator in the Demon Realm. He has his own suppression method so that he will not be affected by that half of the tyrannical spirit.

Yi Liyun put his hand above the wound, and gentle spiritual power flowed in the palm, where the palm brushed, the wound healed quickly, and the appearance of the wound recovered in a short while.

However, these flesh injuries are easy to heal, but the meridians need to be slowly adjusted and warmed...

The dried blood was still clotted on his shoulder, Yi Liyun didn't use Qingchen Art, but used spiritual power to condense a thin stream of water to wash away the blood on that shoulder little by little.

The dark bloodstains were washed away, revealing the white skin underneath, and some places were still pink because the wound had just healed.

Unexpectedly, Yi Liyun remembered just now——

The man on the couch looked up at him, his light-colored eyes were as clear as amber in the sun, falling on him clearly...

It's full of trust...it seems that it's okay to do anything too much for him...

what to do...

The almost extravagant beauty leaned weakly on the couch, without any resistance, and let others do what she wanted.

Unable to bear it any longer, a very soft sob escaped from his lips.

If you ask him at this time, what will he answer?

That must be crying——

"Brother... I'm fine."

Listen, so good...

It makes people want to give up their lives.

Bai Mu moved his shoulders, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it, he couldn't help feeling once again that under the sect of Master Ling Shuang, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, even the fourth disciple with the weakest sense of presence in the plot is a master of medical practice.

However, the reason why the boss is a boss is that he is never satisfied with his own realm.

Bai Mu saw that the wounds on his body were healed, but Yi Liyun still looked like he was walking without knowing what he was thinking, and he guessed that the other party was probably annoyed at not being able to restore the meridian together.

It's a good thing to be aggressive, and Bai Mu didn't intend to say anything depressing, but just comforted: "Brother, I'm fine."

After saying this, Yi Liyun's eyes turned red.

Bai Mu secretly sighed in his heart: This fourth senior brother is really full of emotions, he would cry every now and then...

After Yi Liyun left, the system dared to make a sound. It judged the "little wolf cub attack" just now as a side mission guiltily, and Bai Mu earned a large amount of points.

Bai Mu: "..."

"San'er, you don't have to do this..."

Although the criteria for judging tasks are much more flexible after the system is upgraded, but after entering this world, it would be wrong for a fool to give away such a large number of points every now and then.

——The protagonist Shou hasn't played yet, and he almost has enough points for the entire main line.

The fragrance is really fragrant...

But Bai Mu was worried that the system would make him into it.

In this regard, the system’s explanation is——

"The world level of this world is at the highest level in the space-time bureau, and the mission point coefficient is relatively high."

Bai Mu has a very intuitive understanding of the "world level".

After arriving in this world, as long as there are people around him, the system dare not even make a sound, let alone play games for him in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Although he got a systematic explanation, Bai Mu was still not at ease, "Anyway, take it easy."

The system agreed with a guilty conscience.

Speaking of which, the host is still its fault when he is exiled in this world.

Originally, after it was upgraded, the range of worlds it could choose independently increased, and it had chosen a world for the host that could realize "mecha freedom".

result……

When connecting to the world signal, something went wrong somehow.After landing, it was discovered that this world is a high-risk SSS world, which has long been included in the list of "permanently sealed worlds" by the main system.

Bai Mu still doesn't know that the system is giving him points with the mentality of "the last meal".

If only he knew...

It seems that there is nothing to do.

A full ghost is better than a starved ghost.

It's better to die with points than to be a pauper, maybe you can accumulate enough "resurrection" points?

How to set up a secret lover, Bai Mu has been a master for so many years.

After pondering for a while, Bai Mu realized that it was hard to say whether Hua Yao's feelings for Sword Master Ling Shuang were "love", but "dependence" and "attachment" were definitely fine.

In such a relationship, what would he do when he was hurt and vulnerable?Of course it is to find someone to rely on.

Although he felt that it would be more comfortable to lie on the salted fish in his own cave, Bai Mu still tidied up relentlessly, making sure that there was nothing wrong with his face, and before leaving, he copied a box of incense.

The wooden box used to hold incense is made of high-quality meditation wood.

Carrying a small piece of Shenshen wood branch on the body can make people feel at ease and not be troubled by inner demons. This material is naturally extremely precious to make a box, but the carving on the wood is really unflattering. Let the craftsman see it, and he must angrily reprimand the violent waste of things.

If there is a real need, Bai Mu can also carve a dragon and a phoenix in auspicious, lifelike form.

But isn't this what the plot needs to go on...

Besides, if he does it too well, what if the protagonist Gong thinks it's good and really keeps things for use?

Wouldn't that add obstacles to the protagonist's emotional development after Gongshou?Bai Mu would not do such a horrible thing.

Bai Mu begged to see Sword Master Ling Shuang on the grounds of offering incense, but as expected, he was blocked from the door without even seeing Sword Master Ling Shuang.

As for the gift, of course it was rejected, and a reprimand was sent by the sound transmission——

"Concentrate on practicing, don't indulge in these foreign things."

Little Huayao knelt in front of Sword Master Lingshuang's cave, answered "Yes" with lowered eyes.

That figure was really lonely.

When leaving, he was stopped by an outer disciple standing in front of Ling Shuang Jianzun's cave, "Senior Brother Qing..."

The disciple pointed to the wooden box on the ground, "Your things."

The little painting demon forced a smile, "It's not something important, if you like it, you can use it...you can throw it away."

——It doesn't seem to be the itch that he recalled the master's breath, figured out the master's preferences, and racked his brains.

"This..." the outer disciple stammered, "This can't be...too expensive..."

Before I finished speaking, there was no trace of Hua Yao in front of my eyes.

The disciple looked at the box in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.

After a while, a shadow enveloped him, and the disciple raised his head and uttered in astonishment, "Sword... Master Sword?!"

After completing the daily task of "confessing love" every day, Bai Mu tried his best to make his steps not so easy, but the speed of his steps was inevitably a little faster.

Bai Mu felt that life in Tian Yizong was good.

The so-called substitute means that before the return of the real master, he enjoys the treatment of the real master.

Although the disciples under Sword Master Ling Shuang's sect occasionally had strange attitudes towards him because they thought of his missing junior brother, they were generally very united and friendly.In terms of material, when Bai Mu is practicing, he can freely occupy one of the places with the most aura in Tianyi Sect, and he is the only one.

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Except for the protagonist, there is no one else who receives this kind of treatment.

Sword Master Ling Frost taught him such a lesson, and the newly healed meridian needs spiritual recuperation.

It was rare for Bai Mu to be diligent once, and he went to Shu Yuntai to practice breathing adjustment...

Of course, serious cultivation is unlikely, and Bai Mu doesn't expect Xiaju to ascend in this world, so he just wants to get by.

While meditating, Bai Mu let the system start the game. If there is any function that makes Bai Mu most satisfied after the system upgrade this time, the ability to "play games across the world" is definitely the first.

He is now in the realm of comprehension, and he can connect to the Internet to play games in any world he has been to before-it couldn't be more comfortable.

Bai Mu started a team battle, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, he passionately opened the mic to direct——

"You assassin, you are so tough in close combat with the opponent, your head is off?! Hide it for me!"

"Brazed swordsman, mad swordsman, do you know what a mad swordsman is?! Hide?! Hide a fart... sell it to me!!"

"..."

Bai Mu was concentrating on directing, but his consciousness turned black.

—Fuck!

disconnected? !

This is not the first time that this happened, and Bai Mu knew someone was coming without a special reminder from the system.

He opened his eyes with low pressure: If he knew who it was...

However, when he opened his eyes, Bai Mu noticed something was wrong.

Just now, the sky above the head, which was covered with high clouds and clear sky, completely changed its appearance. The dark clouds rolled in, and the golden thunder light loomed inside, creating a doomsday scene of black clouds pressing down on the city.

How did the sky change, so suddenly?

Bai Mu hurriedly stood up and was about to run down the mountain.

——Nonsense, is the thunderstorm still on the top of the mountain, waiting to be hacked? !

Three seconds later, Bai Mu was still where he was.

He lifted his feet up just now, but he didn't move them out, instead he put them back in the same place.

He realizes...

I really have to be hacked.

Bai Mu inspected his dantian just now, and a round ball was quietly suspended in it.

- He broke through...

Didn't it mean that with his aptitude, it's a bit difficult to build a foundation and break through the Golden Core?

As far as his attitude is concerned, Sword Master Lingshuang is ready to take pills to pile up his cultivation base for him when his lifespan is nearing the end.

How to break through every game? !

Bai Mu only thought for a second before he figured it out...it must be the reason why he ate too much treasure.

In Bai Mu's mind, the thunder cloud had already condensed, and the thunder light flickering in the black cloud became more dazzling. Standing under it, he felt the weight of heaven's power and the insignificance of human power.

However, Bai Mu didn't panic at all.

He had experienced this battle once when he was promoted to Foundation Establishment, and he thought he was going to be hit hard, but in the end, this tribulation and thunder fully demonstrated what is meant by "thunder, rain, little".

Like a mother chasing and slapping her, the farther she goes, the stronger she is, and when it really falls on her body, she just presses lightly.

At that time, Bai Mu was a little skeptical whether the menacing thunder light really hit him.

In short, with that experience, Bai Mu is not panicking at all now.

He looked up at the sky, and the golden thunder light converged into a thunder calamity as thick as the trunk of a thousand-year-old tree.

Bai Mu: Come on, come on, your mother is here clapping her hands!

——The thick thunder light pierced through the air with a mighty momentum.

Bai Mu: It's started, your mother's slap is coming!It's windy!

Then, under Bai Mu's gaze, the thunder light visible to the naked eye in the air became thinner and thinner... The speed of the thunderbolt also became slower and slower...

Bai Mu: "..."

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