In the days of being a master for the male protagonist

After reacting, he immediately said aloud, "Lie down and don't move, your injury is still not healed, so don't move around at will."

His voice was very hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, Su Qinghuai smiled lightly on his pale face, "Okay, but how long have I been asleep?"

He remembered that he was still in the cave at Houfeng before he lost consciousness, and he didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

Song Guizhou carefully held his hand, and whispered back, "Master has been in a coma for more than a month..."

More than a month is not long, but it was an extremely torturous day for them. Song Guizhou listened to Su Qinghuai's weak to almost non-existent breathing every day, and waited bitterly.

But fortunately, he woke up, but the spirit bones were forcibly stripped off, and now all the bones in his body were damaged to a certain extent, and he needed to cultivate properly.

Thinking of this, Song Guizhou's expression was a little painful, he got up and squatted beside the bed, so that he could see Su Qinghuai's pale face more clearly, "Master, I'm sorry..."

Su Qinghuai's fingers moved slightly, and poked his cheek, "You're right again, why are you apologizing?"

To be honest, this spirit bone was not his in the first place, so it’s fine to take it out now, he was just an ordinary person, and now he has returned to ordinary people, which is very good. He didn’t feel unwilling or overwhelmed, as long as the spirit bone As long as it didn't fall into the hands of Wuji Xianmen.

But Song Guizhou felt that he hadn't protected him well, in the final analysis it was because of himself, if he hadn't taken Su Qinghuai back to the Yaozu secretly, then nothing would have happened next.

He would not be caught by the clan elders in Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, and he would not be seriously injured, and his master would not sacrifice his own spiritual bones to save him, and everything today would not have happened.

He blamed himself, he regretted, but if it wasn't for that time, he wouldn't know and get along with Su Qinghuai, all of this seemed to be caught in an endless loop, torturing himself.

Seeing his expression, Su Qinghuai roughly guessed what he was thinking, sighed slightly in his heart, gently lifted Song Guizhou's chin lying on the bedside with his fingers, and said, "Song Guizhou, people can't just live In the past, I've come out, so I want you to come out, understand?"

"There are some things that you and I cannot control. Even if there is no spiritual bone, there may be other incentives. There is no conflict between the two."

They will still come towards him, villains are hard to guard against, you don't know what reason they will stab you one day, and you don't know when they will fuck you.

After speaking, he let go of his fingers in disgust, and urged, "Go and clean yourself up, are you trying to stab me to death with the stubble?"

Hearing the words, Song Guizhou reached out and touched his chin, it was indeed a little prickly, although he didn't want to leave, but now Su Qinghuai can do whatever he wants, not to mention asking him to pick him up, just stabbing himself to death with a sword to help To add to the fun, he will do it as long as he is happy.

Song Guizhou grabbed the back of his hand and kissed it lightly. Su Qinghuai felt flustered, but fortunately, Song Guizhou put away his previous expression and stood up after answering softly, "Then I'll call You Tong, come here, I’ll come right away after packing up..."

After saying that, she left the room very reluctantly. Su Qinghuai almost thought that they were going to part forever.

When Song Guizhou left, he gently closed the door, and after a short while, there was a sound of pushing the door, and Youtong came striding over. He was dressed in bright red, with white hair on his head, and his expression changed. A touch of indifference, but instantly disappeared into nothingness after seeing Su Qinghuai.

You Tong walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Su Qinghuai with a look of reluctance, and asked hesitantly, "Are you... still in pain?"

After finishing speaking, he felt that what he said was nonsense, can it not hurt, no bone in his body is intact, although he can protect him from death, but he can't prevent him from being injured.

He will be able to recover soon after training, thanks to Huo Wenwen's panacea, throwing money at him like no money.

Although it was very painful, Su Qinghuai had found a way to relieve it, as long as he remained still, the pain would not be too painful and he could bear it.

Compared with the pain in the formation, this is like scratching an itch, "It doesn't hurt, I can bear it."

"I'm sorry, I keep hurting you." You Tong felt that he was so useless, but as a book spirit, he couldn't do anything. The world in the book was still blank except for the plots that Su Qinghuai left. Unable to sense what is about to happen.

Looking at You Tong who was so frustrated, Su Qinghuai poked his leg with the only finger that could move, and said, "You have saved me many times too, have you forgotten?"

Last time in Yong'an City, when Jinse attacked, he didn't realize it for a moment, and he was the one who saved him.

In the land of extreme ice, it was because he risked himself to fight for them that they didn't go deep.

This time, he was also the one who rescued him, so he didn't end up in a dissipated state.

Besides, "I can't blame you this time. No one would have thought that this Gu Zhengyang would have the cultivation of a Nascent Soul. Even if he was trapped, he could use despicable tricks. I don't know when we will find evidence..."

Even though he is very talented, it is impossible for him to make such rapid progress. There must be something tricky behind it. For those monks who were slaughtered in the land of extreme ice, there will still be a lot of aura left in the body of normal monks after death, but they are caught by the evil inside. Improving the formation method directly plundered it.

The restriction in Jinse's body, as well as the disappearance of the old village head, all these things point to Wuji Xianmen.

There must be something ulterior about them.

Hearing that Youtong lowered his eyes, he said, "You don't have to worry about this, your little uncle used some method to make this Gu Zhengyang speak up, he invited other sects to come to the trial together, I believe the truth will come to light soon .”

The most important thing for Su Qinghuai now is to take good care of his body, he can't practice anymore, but he can't suffer any more diseases.

"How long will I need to keep this?" Su Qinghuai asked.

Huo Wenwen said that even if he used the panacea, it would take three months, and one hundred days of injury, which was enough time to lie down.

You Tong also told him the truth, Su Qinghuai felt pain in his heart, it was really tormenting to lie motionless for three months.

"Just lie in bed for three months first, and then we have to look at your physical condition and customize the follow-up treatment." This is what Huo Wenwen said, anyway, even after three months, he may not be able to get out of bed.

He is an ordinary person now, and his body is naturally much weaker than spiritual cultivation, so he needs to pay more attention.

And Huo Wenwen was even more worried about Su Qinghuai. He spent day and night in his study studying various medicinal materials, and even tried them himself when encountering those whose efficacy was unknown.

Su Qinghuai woke up, but he hadn't closed his eyes for several days and nights, and accidentally lay down on the books and fell asleep.

Not far behind is the little black fox, with a pair of cold and arrogant eyes staring at his figure without blinking.

Until, after he fell asleep, he easily jumped onto his desk, then stretched out his sharp claws and pointed at Huo Wenwen's neck, staring at the sleeping face with complicated expressions in his eyes.