Dressed as a snow demon disease beauty, the empress

It was already two days later when Chong Yuan became conscious again. Xue Qingchen had been in a state of cultivation due to injuries in his body. He relied on Si Heng's elixir to slowly recover his spiritual power. He didn't dare to absorb too much spiritual power between heaven and earth. Afraid that the fluctuation of spiritual power will cause the monster to notice.

Xue Qingchen woke up from the system's prompt, and he realized something was wrong when he woke up. The temperature in the cave was much higher than before, even a little stuffy.

"what……"

"what……"

Rapid breathing and cries of pain came from the empty space, Xue Qingchen woke up instantly, raised his eyes to look in the direction where Zhong Yuan was, and found the boy curled up on the ground, trembling in pain.

Xue Qingchen stood in front of Zhong Yuan in an instant, the white bandages on the young man's body were already stained with blood, his eyes sank slightly, and those wounds were cracked.

"Chongyuan?"

"Chongyuan?"

Hearing the call, Chong Yuan turned his head, Xue Qingchen looked at that face, and his heart skipped a beat.

Zhong Yuan's face was covered with cold sweat, his black hair was messy on his skin, and his lips were so chapped that blood oozes out.

"Qin, brother?"

"It's me, Zhong Yuan, how are you doing?"

Zhong Yuan suddenly leaned towards him, his hot hand found Xue Qingchen's cold hand, and then pressed it tightly against his face, his lips moved, and his voice was hoarse.

"I'm so hot and my body hurts."

"Am I, dying?"

The place where his hand was pressed was wet and hot, full of sweat from Chong Yuan's body, Xue Qingchen's body stiffened under this intimate contact, resisting his urge to push Chong Yuan out, he touched Chong Yuan Yuan's forehead and found that he had a fever.

It turns out that people in the cultivation world really have a fever?

"No, you just have a fever."

"fever?"

"Well, your wound is also open, and you need to change the dressing."

Looking at the blood on Chong Yuan's body, Xue Qingchen sighed secretly, looking at this appearance, what he did before should be in vain.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Chong Yuan pursed his lips, as if aggrieved.

"Brother Qin is resting, I dare not disturb you."

"I'm sorry to bother you again."

Xue Qingchen glanced at him and said:

"It's nothing, just call me if you feel uncomfortable, I don't want to waste the time I spent on you before."

"In the future, before the injury recovers, don't move around anymore."

Lifting Zhong Yuan's body up, Xue Qingchen removed the gauze from his body, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking when he saw those wounds.

It was already inflamed, even festered, and the gauze he had wrapped around him was too tight.

"It will hurt a little, bear with it."

Xue Qingchen cast a spell to carefully remove the carrion around the wound, Zhong Yuan's body trembled suddenly, his muscles tensed up, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, showing how much pain it was.

Hearing the young man's muffled hum, Xue Qingchen's hands stopped, and he was a little bit reluctant to move.

"Brother Qin, it's okay, you go on, I can bear it."

The smell of blood gradually filled the air. Seeing that the wound started to bleed again, Xue Qingchen didn't hesitate any longer, and with spiritual power surged at his fingertips, he quickly removed the necrotic carrion.

During the process of applying medicine to Zhong Yuan, except for his body trembling uncontrollably, Xue Qingchen never heard his cry of pain again, such a strong endurance, even Xue Qingchen admired it a little.

This kind of pain is not to mention a 16-year-old boy, even a strong adult male can faint from the pain. The hero is worthy of being a hero, and he cannot be measured by the standards of ordinary people.

After wrapping up the last wound, Xue Qingchen heaved a sigh of relief. He originally wanted to remove the white gauze from Zhong Yuan's eyes, but the next moment, the boy who was sitting upright fell directly towards him. Come.

Xue Qingchen supported the uninjured part of his waist, heavy breathing came from his neck, and the scorching breath sprayed on his exposed skin, slightly itching.Xue Qingchen wanted to push him away, but the boy's arm climbed around his waist.

"Chongyuan?"

"Brother Qin is so cold, it's very comfortable to be next to you."

Xue Qingchen exerted a little force on his hand, and said, "The medicine on your eyes hasn't been changed yet."

"You don't need to change Brother Qin, your eyes don't hurt."

Xue Qingchen sat on the spot and didn't know what to do. At this moment, Chong Yuan was feverish and his body was still seriously injured, so he didn't dare to use any strength.

The young man obviously regarded him as an ice cube to cool down the temperature. Except for the body temperature of his snow demon body, which would be higher when the fire poison broke out, it was usually icy and cool, and the temperature was not high.

Xue Qingchen himself didn't know why he indulged Chong Yuan so much, he always didn't like others to get close to him, but this time, he didn't push him away.

The heat from the boy's body was transferred to him through physical contact, his cold body gradually warmed up, and Xue Qingchen's thoughts gradually faded away.

Chong Yuan's face was buried in Xue Qingchen's neck, and Mei Xiang, the familiar chime man, was in his breath. When he found that Xue Qingchen didn't push him away, the corner of his mouth twitched mockingly.

Xue Qingchen, this deity wants to see how long you can pretend.

No matter what your purpose is, since you took the initiative to send it to your door, don't blame the deity for being rude.

The arms around Xue Qingchen's waist gradually tightened, and Zhong Yuan's body became hotter and hotter, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Xue Qingchen's waist was hooped with pain, and this pain brought back his distant thoughts, and Zhong Yuan's body in his arms was extremely hot, not just the temperature that a fever should have.

"Brother Qin, my body hurts..."

The young man's suppressed and trembling voice sounded next to his ears, as if he was suffering from great pain.

"What's wrong with you, Chong Yuan?"

"Where does it hurt?"

"Brother Qin, it hurts so much, my body hurts so much!"

The temperature of the young man's body was still rising, and even Xue Qingchen was a little terrified by the heat.

【alarm!The hero's health is decreasing, host, please increase the hero's health as soon as possible!Otherwise, the situation will enter an uncontrollable stage! 】

[Male lead, what happened to him? ]

Chong Yuan's aura suddenly became messy, and the spiritual power in his body was violent, Xue Qingchen could even feel the pulsation of his veins.

"what!"

The boy in his arms suddenly let out a cry of pain, and the hand that was holding Xue Qingchen tightly loosened suddenly, the boy pushed his body away violently, the whole person retreated, and shrank towards the dark corner of the cave.

Xue Qingchen was suddenly pushed by the boy and fell to the ground. The hard gravel touched by his buttocks made him frown slightly, and he took a breath. He didn't have time to pay attention to the pain on his body, so he quickly looked at Zhongyuan.

The boy was completely hidden in the darkness of the cave, only a tightly huddled figure could be seen.

Painful gasps came one after another, and each sound became more rapid, and the alarm system in the brain kept ringing, which made Xue Qingchen's heart become more and more tense.

Xue Qingchen got up and approached Chongyuan, the young man trembled when he heard the footsteps, and said in a trembling voice:

"Don't, don't come here!"

"Brother Qin, don't come over..."