After the demon king failed to beg for death

All of Fu Ling's words were blocked in his throat, and the approaching body made him stiff for a moment, and he didn't dare to move.

In two lifetimes, hundreds of years, no one has ever hugged him in such a gesture.

Li Chen was the first one.

The breath next to the ear was scorching hot, and the body close to him was also burning/hot. Although he looked very thin on weekdays, he was still easily embraced in his arms.

"You...you are tired when you are tired, why are you hugging me?"

Fu Ling froze, not knowing where to put his hands.

Li Chen's voice gradually weakened: "Just let me know."

Fu Ling was still thinking that this person took the opportunity to take advantage of him, but after thinking about it, he felt a heavy shoulder, and Li Chen's whole body was pressed on him, and he just passed out.

Fu Ling: "Hey, wake up...Master?"

Li Chen didn't move at all, leaning quietly on his shoulder.

Fu Ling didn't know where he was injured, turned around, carried him on his back, and led him into the small room that he had never set foot in before.

After entering the room, Fu Ling snapped his fingers, and all the lights in the room were lit up, immediately lighting up the small room brightly.

Under the illumination of the lights, Fu Ling realized that Li Chen was dressed in black, and it was impossible to see where he was injured.

He gritted his teeth, stretched his hand towards Li Chen's chest/mouth, pulled open his skirt, directly tore off all the clothes on him, leaving only a pair of trousers.

However, everything in front of him surprised him.

Li Chen's body was already wrapped in a layer of cloth, and it seemed that he had bandaged it hastily, but the wrapped gauze was all stained with blood.

Fu Ling quickly tore off the gauze, slowly revealing the shocking wound inside.

On the chest, a deep bone wound was visible across the shoulder and stretched to the abdomen. The surrounding flesh had already rotted and was still spreading outward.

The blood that was supposed to be bright red also turned black, looking extremely terrifying, obviously poisoned.

That's not counting, apart from the wounds on his chest, there were also wounds on his back, big and small, which almost stained his whole body red.

Fu Ling was so angry that he wanted to hit him twice first.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and placed his palm on Li Chen's chest.

The pale green spiritual power entangled on the carrion, bit by bit, trying to repair the wound.

When healing, the talent of the wood-type spiritual root is extremely enviable, which is something that other spiritual roots cannot do.

The wound on Li Chen's body can be seen at a glance by the claws of a strange beast, which are extremely sharp and poisonous.

As soon as Fu Ling's spiritual power invaded his body, he felt countless black spots rushing towards him in the sea of ​​consciousness.

These things are not only extremely poisonous, but they can also grow and reproduce on their own. Li Chen should have controlled it by himself beforehand, otherwise, with the speed of the poisonous erosion, he would probably have fallen halfway before he came back.

Looking at the useless carrion around the wound, one can see how powerful the poison is.

Fu Ling didn't dare to be careless, pressed his chest with one hand, and threw out a pile of spirit stones from the ring with the other hand, forming a simple spirit gathering formation.

It is difficult to remove all the toxins in his body in a short time, so they can only be trapped in one place and repaired a little bit. The most urgent task is to remove these necrotic carrion to prevent it from spreading.

To get rid of these carrion, Fu Ling needs a lot of spiritual power to support himself, otherwise he might fall down before the repair is completed.

The effect brought by the gathering spirit array is visible to the naked eye, all the already strong spiritual power all around gathered together at once, converging into a stream-like water flow, pouring into Fu Ling's body like no money.

In fact, this process is quite painful. Fu Ling needs to transform the spiritual power from the heavens and the earth into the spiritual power that can repair and heal wounds through his body.

However, Fu Ling didn't even frown, allowing these spiritual forces to rush into his body, and then slowly enter Li Chen's body through the palm of his hand.

Fu Ling first surrounded the turbulent toxins in his body and forced them into Li Chen's waist and abdomen. This process alone took him more than an hour.

These toxins are extremely ferocious, and they will bite back if you are not careful, so you need to be extremely careful.

After the toxin was under control, Fu Ling began to remove the carrion.

From the shoulders to the waist and abdomen, the flesh at the edge had already turned black. Fu Ling conveyed spiritual power with one hand, and held a dagger in the other hand, removing the carrion at an extremely fast speed.

After the carrion was picked, there would be light green spiritual power surrounding it, controlling the wound from bleeding.

This alley lasted most of the night, until the sky was getting bright, the spirit stones placed in the spirit gathering array gradually shattered, and the surrounding spirit power gradually weakened, and Fu Ling finally treated all the wounds.

After the wound was treated, he wiped off all the blood on Li Chen's body as quickly as possible, took out the bottle of wound medicine that Ling Chen gave him in the small secret realm before, sprinkled it on him, and finally carefully Bandage up.

After all this was done, Fu Ling had exhausted all his strength and just sat on the edge of the bed.

Forcibly absorbing spiritual power for transformation is really a very painful process.

In order to treat Li Chen before, Fu Ling didn't feel much pain, but now the worry dissipated, and the pain rushed to his heart belatedly.

Fu Ling only felt that there was no meridian in his whole body that was not tormenting him. If he could see his own appearance, he would find that his complexion was extremely pale, not much worse than Li Chen's.

He hissed twice in a low voice, slowly supported his body, leaned on the bed, and turned to look at Li Chen who was still awake with his eyes closed.

When Li Chen fell asleep, his usual air-conditioning faded away, and he looked no different from ordinary people.

It's probably because he is so imposing on weekdays that most people don't dare to look directly at his appearance, and they will be scared away by the hostility on his face first.

But in fact, Li Chensheng was very good-looking.

He and Fu Ling are of different beauty, one is tough and soft, the other is handsome.

Looking at this face, Fu Ling always felt as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he didn't have such a character in his memory. It could only be attributed to the fact that he had seen so many people that he had an illusion of familiarity.

"I said that you are much more pleasing when you are asleep than with your eyes open."

When he is sober, he always has a debt-collecting face that someone owes him money.

Fu Ling was joking with himself while feeling the recovery of his meridians.

"Tell me about this sect's grand competition. I'm going to be handicapped before the competition. How can I get the first place?"

The Zongmen Grand Competition has seven days in total, and the focus is basically on the last two days. It doesn't seem to matter if we don't go today.

Fu Ling was so tired, after thinking about it, he leaned against the edge of the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

When he woke up again, the figure on the bed had disappeared.

Fu Ling looked at the bed, but he didn't even notice when Li Chen woke up.

He hurriedly got up and walked outside in a hurry.

As soon as he went out, he saw a white figure watering the flowers with his back turned to him.

Fu Ling couldn't help but said: "Is your injury healed, so you can't just lie down and rest?"

Li Chen turned his head, he no longer had the fragile look of last night, but his expression was much gentler than before.

He said softly, "It's fine, it's just a small injury."

Small injury?

Fu Ling couldn't help but sneered: "I knew it was a minor injury, so I didn't have to go through so much trouble last night."

After Li Chen finished watering the flowers, he put down the kettle and walked over slowly until he stopped in front of him.

He looked down at Fu Ling.

The exhaustion of spiritual power made Fu Ling's face look extremely pale, and even after resting for a while, he couldn't recover.

Li Chen looked at the young man carefully, and suddenly asked: "Why do you go to such great lengths to save me, even if you don't do anything, I can't die?"

Fu Ling smiled sarcastically: "I can't die? Why is Master so confident?"

Li Chen: "I didn't lie to you, I really can't die, it's just a little more suffering, it's not a big deal."

Fu Ling didn't understand what it meant that he couldn't die, but now that the person had woken up, he couldn't help but start digging up old scores.

"Before I returned to Xuantianzong, what did you promise me?"

Li Chen thought deeply: "I said I would come back to watch you participate in the sect competition, didn't I do it?"

Fu Ling snorted: "That's not it, don't change the subject, you said you wouldn't go to the shore of the South China Sea to retrieve the soul grass, why didn't you listen."

Li Chen looked at this aggressive young man, and couldn't help reminding: "Did you forget one thing, I am your master, I don't care about whether you are so big or small, so don't push yourself too hard. "

Fu Ling: "Don't use your status to pressure me, I don't understand, what kind of person is worth your troubles, even your life."

Li Chen didn't speak, but turned around and looked into the distance.

His eyes seemed to see another high mountain above the clouds through this empty mountain.

When he was alone and helpless, almost starved to death and frozen to death, that person held him tightly in his arms and brought him back to Mingshi Mountain, giving him hope and courage to live.

It was one of the few warm times in his life, and it was a memory he would never forget and cherish throughout his life.

But also because of him, he lost the man who could protect and protect him.

This is what he has suffered all his life.

Li Chen pursued the Dao in this life, and everything he did was to resurrect the master, at all costs.

What is this mere life worth?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Ling was inexplicably angry, and wanted to know who was the person who could be treated like this by Li Chen?

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, but if there is another time, you can bear it yourself, you won't die anyway."

Fu Ling found that as long as he faced this person, he could not help but get angry. He was obviously able to bear it all along, so why did meeting this person feel like taking medicine?

There is no solution to this question for the time being, and Fu Ling is unwilling to delve into it further.

Looking at the white figure, he reminded, "The Zongmen Grand Competition has already started, why don't you go and have a look?"

Li Chen withdrew his gaze, turned around, and his eyes fell on the young man in front of him.

He said calmly: "What's the rush? With your cultivation base, even if you go now, you won't be able to play. Wait for another two days."

Fu Ling nodded and said yes, since this is the case, then he can go back to his room and have a good rest, so as not to panic when he sees this person here.

However, before he walked out of the small courtyard, Li Chen asked nonchalantly, "Did you bring that person down the mountain?"

Fu Ling replied indifferently: "Well, he was my former roommate, and he helped me when I was an outer disciple at the foot of the mountain."

Before he finished speaking, Li Chen frowned and interrupted him: "Roommates? Don't you have a place to live alone?"

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