Wearing a book: I conquer the male protagonist with my beauty

The weather has been very bad recently. It rains heavily every day, and some areas are flooded. The originally hot weather has gradually turned cold, and a lot of people have a stuffy nose in the morning.

For example, second brother Jian Li had a stuffy nose and a high fever this morning.

Let him take it easy at night, one hot and one cold, his body will not be able to bear it.The little crow went out in the rain early this morning to fetch medicine for him.

The petite person was holding a bunch of medicines, and the oil-paper umbrella couldn't hold it, so he fell down!

The fall twisted his foot, and he grinned in pain, and his clothes were wet.The medicine bag was still held tightly in his arms.

Regardless of whether he was wet or not, he got up enduring the pain in his ankle, grabbed the umbrella and headed towards the inn, and limped back.

The owner of the inn was eating melon seeds bored, and suddenly saw the little crow limping in, and rushed to meet him: "Hey, what's the matter? Did you fall? Sit down, sit down!"

The little crow shook his head and waved his hands: "I'm fine, I'm still sick, I have to make medicine."

"How can you let the guests do this kind of rough work, let the kitchen help you cook the medicine, go upstairs and change your clothes, don't get sick-"

The little crow burst into tears of gratitude, and walked up the stairs slowly while holding onto the stairs.

The store owner looked at his back thoughtfully: "I carried it back last time, but I didn't expect to be good in just a few days. That little brother is so skillful that he can put him in bed!"

When Xiao Ya returned to the room, the second senior brother Jian Li was meditating cross-legged, pale and weak, suffering from fever.

"Why are you up? Lie down!" Xiao Ya was afraid that he would see his embarrassing appearance, and felt that he had returned to his normal walking posture.

As soon as Jian Li opened his eyes, he saw his distressed appearance, and he struggled to get up and walked towards him: "Why do you still run outside under such heavy rain? Does it hurt from the fall?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll just change my clothes!" Xiaoya smiled and walked around him.

Jian Li grabbed him: "Why do you walk like this? What's wrong with your feet?"

"I'm fine!!" Before Xiao Ya could finish speaking, Jian Li hugged him to the edge of the bed and sat down. The man bent his knees and held his feet, taking off his boots and socks little by little.

The whole ankle is swollen!

"He said it's okay!" Jian Li hurriedly took out an iron sprain plaster and applied it on him, and then gave him a gentle massage.

Just rubbing it on, the little silver ring on that foot always fell to his hand, affecting his massage: "Take it off first!"

"No!"

The little crow was a step slower, Jian Li had already taken off his little silver ring, and without the restraint of the little silver ring, the little crow's magic cultivation physique was immediately exposed.

Jian Li's whole body bounced away as if he had been electrocuted, his face was full of disbelief: "What's going on? You are..."

"I...I..." The little crow's face was ashen, and he couldn't say a word.

Jian Li seemed to want to confirm again, and slowly reached out to him.The crow backed away from his touch.

But Jian Li didn't need to touch him, as long as he was close enough, he could feel it directly!

He was shocked, the petite boy in front of him, he, he, he... he was actually a demon cultivator! !

Demonic cultivation means that what he is practicing is the most evil dual-cultivation magic art in the world, and it means that everyone is a crucible for practicing martial arts in their eyes.

No, the little guy had Shougongsha at that time, he had never used the furnace!

But he is still a magician, a 16-year-old magician!

A demon cultivator of this age has at least dozens of lives on his hands.Because Moxiu's nature is cold-blooded and evil, killing is their unique way of confronting justice.

Demon cultivators often use the number of lives to compare and show off, so as to gain the appreciation and praise of their peers.

Jian Li's long sword was directly on his neck: "Say, what is your intention in staying in Qianlong?"

"I, I didn't want to do anything, I really didn't want to do anything..." Little Crow didn't know how to explain his appearance in Qianlong.

If he said that Brother Qing brought him up, Jian Li would ask him about Brother Qing instead?If you startle the snake like this, I'm afraid that my brother's affairs will be exposed.

So, he can only say: "I just went to play, really..."

Jian Li is not an idiot: "You wear this kind of silver ring and appear in Xianshan Mountain, you tell me you are just playing? Do you think I, Jian Li, am an idiot?"

Jian Li's eyes were red, biting his lips in aggrieved and sad way: "If I can, I don't want to be this damn demon..."

Even if it's just an ordinary person...

"Clang!" A chain flew over to bind him.Jian Li pulled the other end of the chain, "When I recover from illness, I will take you back to Fencheng. If you don't say anything now, there will be a way for you to speak up when you return to Fencheng!"

At this moment, Jian Li's whole body was stiff and uncomfortable, and the hands holding the chain were trembling with anger.It never occurred to him that the little Taoist companion he was thinking of was actually a demon cultivator!

Who is this punishment from God?

The two of them sat in such anguish for more than half an hour, and the shop owner knocked on the door with the prepared medicine.

When Jian Li opened the door and saw the medicine, he was still a little puzzled, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, boss."

The shop owner waved his hand: "If you want to thank you, thank you for your good friend. He braved the heavy rain to buy medicine for you, and he fell like that. Brother, you are so clever. You took down such a proud child!"

"Don't bother me anymore, take good care of your illness, and call me anytime you need something!" The shop owner withdrew.

Jian Li looked at the hot medicine in his hand, as if he was choked up in his throat, he didn't look back for a long time, he didn't know how to face that little devil.

Should it be said that Xiao Moxiu lied to his feelings?But from the beginning to the end, I was the one who pursued him, forced him to be in love, and even planned to make him give up on me...

All the evil fates were caused by myself, and finally made solid progress. Why is God so cruel, and why did he give him such an ending?

Did Xiao Moxiu really buy medicine for him?this medicine...

Jian Li didn't dare to drink.

"If you think this medicine is poisonous, I'll drink it!" Xiaoya saw his scruples.

Jian Li glanced at him without making a sound, and picked up the medicine: "If I get poisoned, I will drag you to be buried with me!" After speaking, he raised his head and drank the bowl of medicine.

Little Crow bit his lip, not daring to look into his eyes.

Already ready to see death as home.

When it was about a stick of incense, Jian Li stood up suddenly, overturned the medicine bowl, and roared under his anger: "I shouldn't have believed you!"

"I didn't!!" The crow thought he was poisoned, and got up to see his situation in fright, but the man rushed up, grabbed his neck and pushed him back on the couch.

"The antidote!! Give me the antidote!!" Jian Li stared down at him viciously!

The little crow was pinched and breathless: "I... I didn't... I didn't..."

Jian Li's eyes were full of hatred, he didn't know whether he hated him or himself, but his hands were loose, as if giving up struggling: "You won!"

"Huh??" Little Crow asked.

"When I die from poison, you can go away, as far as you can go!"

"You won't kill me?" The crow coughed several times, still puzzled.

"I can't wait to take you to be buried with me!!" Jian Li's eyes were red, and he grabbed his head and looked at him squarely, "You damn bastard, why are you a magician?!"

"I'm sorry..." Xiaoya's eyes were red, and he also hated his own identity, because with this identity, he was not living as well as an ordinary mortal, and had to hide from the fairy house every day, looking for a living everywhere.

If it wasn't for Moxiu, he wouldn't be in such a miserable situation now...

Jian Li's breathing became heavier and heavier, but he didn't see the poison for a long time. He was anxiously waiting: "What poison did you give me?"

"I didn't poison it!! The medicine shop owner caught it, and the innkeeper made it..." Xiaoya explained.

Jian Li was already ill, but now he is feigning badly.

Moreover, because he was too close to the little crow, the short bursts of breath sprayed on his face, there was a special feeling that grew in his mind.

The little crow was completely dazed, and his belt suddenly came loose!