Demon Sword God

In the endless darkness, Bekas finally had a slight sense of consciousness. His body was shaking non-stop. After shaking for a long time, his body was suddenly enveloped by a warm air flow. It was very comfortable... Bekas slowly relaxed.

Come down and fall asleep slowly.

He didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but Bekas suddenly woke up, his mind was surrounded by those scarlet eyes, and fear lingered in his heart.

Bekas sat up suddenly and found himself lying on the bed.

"You're awake! Here, drink this." A girl with long black hair saw that she was awake. She held a bowl of ash-like stuff in front of her with a surprised look on her face.

A sneeze - a sneeze - a sneeze -

Bekas choked and sneezed several times because of the smell of the bowl, which smelled like feces that had been fermented for hundreds of years.

"What the hell is this!" Bekas jumped up from the bed.

"Herbal medicine, you are injured, drink this and you will recover faster." The girl in front of her was not surprised at all that she was disgusted with this stuff. Instead, she put the bowl of poison in front of her with an "I care for you" expression.

Sent.

When Bekas moved back a little to the bed, the girl would send the poison forward a little. When Bekas moved back a little further to the bed, the girl would send the poison forward a little more.

Swish swish——

Several black lines fell on Bekas' head.

"Drink, drink, you'll be fine after you finish, be good, little brother~" The black-haired girl put the bowl of poison in front of her again with a sincere look.

"Little brother! Who is the little brother? Master, I am already sixteen years old! I am an adult." Bekas clenched his fist angrily.

"If you're a man, just drink the medicine and stop talking nonsense." A cold voice came from the other side of the bed.

Bekas was stunned, and turned around, only to see a young man with short black hair and a livid face, staring at him with a look of resentment, as if he owed him three million gold coins and had not paid back. And in the hands of the young man

, was holding a bowl of poison that was the same as the bowl in front of him and pouring it into his mouth with a frown.

Is this crap really a medicine? Really? Bekas felt very uneasy when he looked at the livid young man. Especially when he saw the livid face, Bekas felt even more that this thing in front of him was absolutely unreliable.

Spectrum!

"Ah -" Bekas suddenly thought of something, and suddenly turned to look carefully at the black-haired girl in front of him, and then turned back to look at the livid-faced boy.

A sudden realization.

"I said I seem to have seen you before. Didn't you meet me at the entrance of the forest..."

"It was my brother who carried you back from the forest. Even if it were just one meal later, I wouldn't have been able to save you." There was a hint of helplessness on the black-haired girl's face.

Only then did Bekas realize that his whole body was wrapped in cloth strips.

Am I injured? Why don't I feel any pain...

Strangely, Bekas pulled open a corner of the cloth on his chest and took a brief look.

The flesh around the huge opening was curled, and it was coated with some kind of Huibulaji stuff... Wait, I think I've seen this Huibulaji stuff somewhere.

Bekas suddenly raised his head and looked at the bowl of poison the girl was holding, and then at the scar on his chest.

"omg!!!!!!" Bekas's face turned green for a moment.

At this time, Mu Lin was close to the edge of irritation. Without saying a word, he put down the bowl of gray paste in his hand and rushed to the bed. He raised his leg to press Becas's chest, and grabbed Qingqing's hand with one hand.

That night, one hand opened Bekas's jaw, and poured the bowl of strange substance into Bekas's throat little by little... under Bekas' almost wailing struggle and pleading.