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"The injury needs to be dealt with in time." Yi Qingyun held Mo Chen's clothes, "It's okay, let me take a look."

Mo Beichen held down the opponent's hand firmly.

He is naturally fine, how could something happen.

How could it be possible to hurt him in the mere agile stage?

However, as Mo Chen who has not practiced, he should indeed be injured, not to mention the severity, but he should leave a mark.

Yi Qingyun's unstoppable look really gave Mo Beichen a headache.

Mo Beichen frowned suddenly and gasped.

"But is it hurt?" Yi Qingyun looked worried.

"Qingyun, do you have white jade ointment?" Mo Beichen whispered while covering his stomach.

Baiyu Gao is a mortal medicine for reducing stasis and swelling.

"White jade ointment? Can't elixir be used?" Yi Qingyun naturally does not have this kind of mortal ointment.

"I'm a mortal, and the elixir is too powerful for me to heal." Mo Beichen's voice trembled a little.

Seeing the weak appearance of the person on the bed, Yi Qingyun couldn't help but twitch.

"I'll go down the mountain to buy." Yi Qingyun left the room after speaking.

Really vigorous and resolute.

Mo Beichen put away his sickly look, scratched his head in distress, and sighed.

He took off his shoes, held them with his hands, and hit his abdomen hard.

s—

Mo Beichen narrowed his eyes, and slowly unbuttoned his clothes, a large bruise stood out on his fair skin.

"It's a crime." Mo Beichen sighed with emotion. He really didn't expect that one day he would beat himself.

He has never suffered this kind of flesh and blood crime since he became a demon king.

Could it be that this pure yang body is here to restrain him, he must have offended him greatly in his previous life.

Gently touching the bruise on his abdomen with his hand, Mo Beichen frowned slightly, feeling quite painful.

After making sure that the injury was faked, Mo Beichen lay quietly on the bed.

After a while, a figure came in panting through the door.

Mo Beichen was stunned, looking at the sweat beads on the young man's head, feeling a little uncomfortable for a while.

It can be said that Yi Qingyun rushed to the nearest market near Tianmen Sect with his fastest footsteps.

The pharmacy clerk was taken aback when he saw him and thought it was some kind of emergency, but when he asked, he asked for a box of ordinary white jade ointment.

Is a box of white jade ointment so hard?

Mo Beichen rubbed his nose. Every time he lied to such an honest person, he always felt a little weird, and he couldn't explain it.

I feel a little bored.

"What are you in such a hurry for?" Mo Beichen rarely showed some blame.

"I'm afraid you will hurt." Yi Qingyun said in a muffled voice, and took the white jade ointment to the bed and sat down.

Mo Beichen was a little amused when he heard it, "How can a person of my age be afraid of pain?"

After a while.

"It hurts—gentle." Mo Beichen covered his face with his arms.

Damn, the kid is really serious.

"Be patient a little longer," said the magnetic deep voice.

"S-be gentle." Mo Beichen said in a low voice, he was not a person who could endure pain.

Otherwise, he wouldn't come to smoke as soon as he was injured to relieve the pain, and his abdomen could feel the warmth of his hands, and he couldn't help but contract.

Yi Qingyun pushed and rubbed his white abdomen with his skeletal hands, and said softly: "Mo Chen, bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Damn, that's what you just said.

"The bruises need to be rubbed loose to heal quickly." Yi Qingyun said, "It's almost healed."

Mo Beichen's body slowly relaxed until his hands were removed from his abdomen, no longer tense.

Then a cool thing touched his abdomen.

"It's so cold." Mo Beichen complained in a low voice, because his voice was so immature, it sounded more like a baby.

"It'll be fine after applying the medicine." Fingers brushed lightly over the fair abdomen, the bruise and skin color set off each other, there was an indescribable feeling, Yi Qingyun couldn't help but look a little dazed.

"There is no injury over there." Mo Beichen reminded.

"En, um." Yi Qingyun came back to his senses, and suddenly retracted his fingers, as if he had been scalded.

"Are you ready?" Mo Beichen who was lying down was a little impatient.

"Well, it's all right." Yi Qingyun was a little embarrassed and stood up.

But soon he returned to a cold look.

Mo Beichen got up and put on his clothes.

"Qingyun, the matter of the Zhongchun Grand Competition..."

"It's okay, I won't lose." Yi Qingyun seemed not to be surprised by anything, "From tomorrow onwards, I will retreat and advance to Foundation Establishment."

"Haste makes waste, consolidate the foundation." Although Yi Qingyun has always been known, Mo Beichen still mentioned it.

"Yeah." Yi Qingyun nodded.

Yi Qingyun really couldn't get out of the seclusion on the second day, and Mo Beichen was a little worried, so he also meditated in the courtyard.

Although it shouldn't be difficult to build a foundation, there are still many people who make mistakes when they break through.

On that day, Yi Qingyun broke through the late stage of Lingdong, because his foundation was usually solid, but he touched the threshold of foundation establishment in five days.

It stands to reason that this is not far from success.

However, after ten days, Mo Beichen frowned, he still couldn't feel that Yi Qingyun had entered the foundation building stage.

This is very abnormal. During these ten days, Mo Beichen sensed that Yi Qingyun was close to hitting the door many times.

But just this one foot, he just couldn't get over it.

At this time, Yi Qingyun began to attack again.

However, the time for a stick of incense failed again.

Sensing the other party's perseverance and the urge to head-on, Mo Beichen finally made a move and pushed the door open.

If this continues, the other party will go crazy.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a gust of hot air gushing out.

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