I am the soul behind the villain [Quick Transmigration]

Fingertips brushed the lower part of the sole of the foot, Jiang Yi clearly felt a little pain, and couldn't help shrinking his foot back.

I can't see the condition of my soles from this angle, but the area where I can feel the pain is not large. Maybe I was too focused on finding the hemostatic grass just now, and was scratched by a stone.

The word 'nothing' just rolled out of my throat.

Without saying a word, Cang Jin hugged the man horizontally with his knees in his arms, and stepped on the roots of the tree to stand up.Jiang Yi didn't have time to be ashamed, and hurriedly fished the herb into his arms.

The next moment, the wind rustled in my ears, and the vegetation turned into afterimages and flew past the corners of my eyes.

Unconsciously grasping the boy's collar, the boy who was traveling at high speed glanced at his arms and slowed down.

After running for a while, a bright light suddenly burst out from the dark forest, and the ripples of the river came into Jiang Yi's field of vision, and then Jiang Yi was put on the ground by the boy.

The injured foot was lifted lightly, and the cold river water was poured on it. Jiang Yi was stimulated so that his toes curled up, and he couldn't help moaning.

The boy said: "Be patient first."

"I didn't... umm!"

Pinch the ends of the wound with your fingers and squeeze until clean blood flows out.The young man patted Jiang Yi's trembling calf, tore off a corner of the leather, moistened it with water, and glanced back inadvertently.

A sense of trembling flashed through my heart in an instant.

Obviously Cang Jin didn't use much strength, but Jiang Yi felt that his lacrimal glands were about to fail.

"Old Qi, what's going on with this body?"

Jiang Yi knew how tolerant he was, it wasn't his problem, it could only be something wrong with the spirit body itself.

[Delicate body and weak body are the characteristics of Qi ghost clan, please be patient with the host. ]

Jiang Yi clenched his back molars.

Pain is second to none, the key is numbness and itching, like a feather touching his fragile nerves, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Obviously he had endured it, but his body subconsciously retracted his feet.

Finally, Cang Jin seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and leaned over to hold down the curled up person.

As a wounded man who was forced not to cooperate, Jiang Yi was really helpless towards himself.

Looking back with a little apology, the back of his neck was suddenly pinched by a palm soaked in cold water, which made him tremble unconsciously.

From the moment he looked over just now, Jiang Yi in Cang Jin's eyes seemed to have changed.

Those clear eyes were no longer without waves, water vapor permeated them, and the tip of the eyes was dyed a little bright red.Bai Yu's flawless legs curled up together, her white teeth bit her lower lip, and a faint moan escaped from it uncontrollably.

The stunning person who is enduring is like a gorgeous poppy flower, exuding an irresistible attraction.

His eyes were dim, and Cang Jin's fingers were pressed straight into the soil, and the veins popped from the back of his hand.

He didn't deliberately use that power, but the power spontaneously flowed into his blood, as if he could hear the devil whispering maliciously in his ear, urging his beating heart.

And that's not... all.

His rationality was dissipated bit by bit, and he was firmly absorbed into the vortex named Jiang Yi, and disappeared.

This indifferent expression has not completely broken down.

I want to completely smash the shell of camouflage, look at the beautiful and indifferent eyes stained with lustful desire, I want to hear people's uncontrollable gasps ringing in my ears, calling myself in a crying voice over and over again name.

I want this person to be real and complete - only myself.

Jiang Yi didn't know why, but suddenly felt that the current atmosphere was a little weird, and the way the young man looked at him was also a little strange.

Even a little bit scary.

From this visual point of view, he could see the expression on his face clearly reflected in the other person's black eyes, a little bit confused, and a little bit uneasy, and the eyes couldn't help trembling.

"Amber?"

The boy's hand trembled suddenly, and he let go of his strength and fell on Jiang Yi's body.

Jiang Yi hurriedly sat up, holding the other party to check what happened, but his body was tightly held by two slender arms, making it difficult to move.

"Don't be afraid of me."

...Anyone can be afraid of me, but you.

I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, and the boy's voice is no longer clear and hoarse as it should be at this age.

Doing his best to restrain the power that drives him in his heart, he put his chin lightly on Jiang Yi's shoulder, and his palms gripped tighter and tighter.

"Don't be afraid of me."

It seems that every word is engraved with persistence.

From Jiang Yi's point of view, the little boy hugged him tightly, his voice was as soft as a bullied child begging for comfort.

Thinking of what I saw today, no matter who it is from the Qi clan, whenever they see Cang Jin, there will be an unconcealable strangeness on his face.

Even the chief who is extremely enthusiastic about the young man can't help but pause when he puts his hand on the young man's shoulder. Jiang Yi carefully distinguished it later, it was a sign of fear.

The emphasis on repeating 'Don't be afraid of me' is because all the Qi people are afraid of him.

Jiang Yi hugged the other party back, and put aside all the uneasiness and tension just now, the sourness in his heart increased, and at the same time he was completely soft.

Patting the young man's thin back with his palm, he promised softly and gently: "I won't be afraid." How could he be willing to be afraid.

The young man raised his head, his eyes shone brightly like stars: "Really?"

With the corners of his mouth raised, Jiang Yi said solemnly: "Yes."

Fearing that the insecure boy would not believe him, he repeated in the boy's ear: "I swear, I won't be afraid of you."

The hand that held Jiang Yi tightly was finally loosened, but he stubbornly refused to let go.

Discovering this, Jiang Yi couldn't help patting the boy several times to coax him.

Looking at Jiang Yi's smooth and tender cheeks from the side, Cang Jin thought of something else.

Fear is a human instinct, just like the chief of the Qi tribe, even if he really admires and loves him, the repressed sense of fear does exist.

The chief's bones are misplaced and he can still grit his teeth and pick up a spear, and Jiang Yi's eyes will be red when the sole of his foot is cut.From the boy's ears, Jiang Yi's words that he would not be afraid of him were actually not very credible.

it's fine.

Let Jiang Yikuan caress him, the young man thought contentedly.

If one day Jiang Yi is afraid of him, just kill himself.

The two hugged each other to enjoy this moment of warmth, Jiang Yi was the first to realize that they were still looking for herbs, so Cang Jin reluctantly released him.

"Is this the herb you're looking for?"

Following Jiang Yi's words, he called the strangely shaped weed in his hand the Hemostatic Grass, Cang Jin raised his head and asked, "How do you use it?"

The young man with thirst for knowledge in his eyes became softer. Jiang Yi controlled his two hands that wanted to pinch his cheeks, and replied: "Mash it with something and apply it on the wound."

Cang Jin hummed, picked up the hemorrhage grass and looked at it twice, then stuffed the hemorrhage grass into his mouth, and chewed it solemnly.

The cheeks are bulging, like a cute little squirrel... No!

Jiang Yi's heart trembled, and he quickly reached out his hand to grab the boy's chin.

But Cang Jin quickly spit it into the palm of his hand, pinched Jiang Yi's feet that had been washed white and tender by him, and carefully and gently smeared the grass mud on it.

The herbal puree after chewing was hot and humid, and the taste of touching the wound was unbearable. Jiang Yi shrank again, and was grabbed by the young man.

The boy said: "Be patient."

Jiang Yi always felt that the word delicate was written brightly in the boy's eyes.

Unable to refute, he could only swallow a mouthful of old blood expressionlessly, almost suffocating internal injuries.

After applying the herbal medicine, the boy tore off a corner of the leather and wrapped it around Jiang Yi's feet to prevent the herbal medicine from being rubbed off.

There is one more thing that Jiang Yi has to think about. After wasting so much time just now, he only found this one plant. Now that the young man is using it for him, what should the chief do?

Without Jiang Yi opening his mouth, Cang Jin knew what Jiang Yi was worried about, and added: "I know where I can find this thing."

Within the Qi people, this kind of weed is not very rare, because of its unique shape, some women who love beauty will pick them back and make garlands to dress themselves up.In addition, dark green juice will flow out after being mashed, and it is also temporarily used as a dye by the Qi people.

They cannot grow together with other plants, which is why Jiang Yi had such a hard time finding them in the jungle.Fortunately, it was the mountain where Cang Jin lived. Because there were too many stones in the soil, the water could not be locked, and other plants could not survive. Only this kind of weed was more tenacious, and it grew scattered all over the hillside. .

After hearing Cang Jin's words, even Jiang Yi, who was as calm as Jiang Yi, couldn't help being a little excited: "Then let's go back quickly."

Before stepping on the ground with the injured foot, he was picked up again by the boy.

Jiang Yi: "..."

The two parties stared at each other for more than ten breaths, and Jiang Yi silently blurred his body and floated in mid-air.

Returning the same way, they found the pile of animal skins dropped by the boy just now, and the two returned to the cave.

Winter is approaching, and the sky is getting dark early. At this time, Jiang Yi can't see the road outside clearly. He thinks that he can only pick the hemostatic grass early tomorrow.

Untying the bundled animal skins, Jiang Yi picked up the one he was looking at first, and touched it a few times.

Imagining the appearance of the teenager wearing wolf ear pajamas, a warm soft wave rose in his chest.

"Is there a pot? These furs need cleaning."

The boy shook his head, and then he made a move that Jiang Yi didn't expect.

Asking Jiang Yi what size pot he needed, the young man put his five fingers together, pierced the wall with a knife like cutting tofu, drew a circle along the wall with his arm, and easily pulled out a big pothole.

Holding the stone several times bigger than his own head, he placed it lightly on the ground, and the boy hollowed out the middle with the method just now to make a bowl shape, and smoothed the corners with an iron stone.

During the whole process, Jiang Yi fell into a mysterious silence, completely speechless.

After doing all this, the boy casually slapped off the remaining gravel on his arm, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"There is a river under the mountain. I will fetch water after I finish picking the hemostatic grass."

After regaining consciousness, Jiang Yi added: "There is still wood."

"How much?"

"As many as possible, and store them for warmth during the winter."

The boy nodded, and walked out of the cave with a knife in his hand.

Jiang Yi in the cave couldn't help rubbing his forehead, feeling that this world is indeed a bit mysterious.

"Old Seven, open the trading field."

[Yes. ]

The fluorescent blue transparent electronic screen was projected in mid-air. Jiang Yi dragged out the virtual keyboard, entered keywords, and hit Enter. All the introductions and trading items about high-quality energy crystals in the trading field were displayed in front of his eyes. .

The point balance will be settled after the end of the mission world, so there is no rush in this world. Looking at the transaction price written on the interface, Jiang Yi made a rough estimate, which is similar to what he calculated before.

After thinking about it, he entered a few more words on the search interface.

……

When Cang Jin came back with all his things, he saw his Qi ghost spread out his palm and handed over a ring that was only the size of a finger.

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This chapter is exciting (～￣▽￣)～

Since all the judges said so, Yuncheng admits that he is very short~(￣▽￣)~

Otherwise, what can I do, I am also very desperate (╥﹏╥)

Thanks for the nutrient solution, and thanks for the comment!