Douluo's death sickle

"You're seriously injured. It's very difficult not to die." Outside the house, Xue Yu was cooking today's dinner. He noticed Zhu Zhuqing's movement in the house and reminded him.

"Did you save me?" Zhu Zhuqing's voice was low, and he was obviously still in a weak state.

"It was you who saved the little demon first..." Xue Yu's answer was still so cold.

Across a wooden wall, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes trembled slightly. She wanted to raise her arms and open the window on the bed, but her arms were trembling and she couldn't lift them up for a long time.

Xue Yu noticed her movements, but did not go to help and continued to cook dinner.

The little demon who was still recovering not far away opened his eyes, saw nothing strange, and closed them again.

Zhu Zhuqing struggled for a while, but just a simple movement of raising her hand made her sweat profusely, and her weak body fell into a brief coma again.

When she opened her eyes again, she didn't know when a bowl was placed on the small table in the room.

I don't know if it's medicine or food, because there's no heat at all.

It's probably because it's been left out for a long time and it's getting cold on its own.

Slowly raising his arm again, Zhu Zhuqing felt much more relaxed than before.

I couldn't use my wrists, so I used my shoulders until I pushed open the window next to the bed.

It was already night outside, but there were some special plants in the garden that emitted a faint light, so it didn't look dim.

Due to the angle of view, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't see the scene outside the window. She could only feel this strange place from the dots of light.

After resting for a while, Zhu Zhuqing tried to prop up her body again, but such an action was still too difficult for her. She tried several times but ended in failure.

Unknowingly, I fell asleep again.

Outside the house, the two cultivators were still practicing. This stage of cultivation was not completed until Xueyu put away the breath of death emanating from his body.

"If you have anything to do, just say it." Xue Yu did not open his eyes, but he knew that the little demon was not in the best state of practice today.

"Old...teacher..." The little demon was like a student who didn't listen carefully in class and was caught by the teacher. He was a little panicked.

“When practicing, you must have no distracting thoughts in your mind.”

Xue Yu's reminder made the little demon relax. It's good that the teacher wasn't angry.

"Teacher, do you really don't need to worry about her?" Xiaoyao couldn't help but speak.

Xue Yu did not answer, still closing her eyes.

His idea was simple. Didn't Zhu Zhuqing want to become stronger? That would require a strong willpower, and now was a good time to hone her willpower.

"Is it because she's not wearing any clothes?"

The little demon's words made Xue Yu's mouth twitch. This girl dared to say anything.

…

Three days later, Xiaoyao's injuries have fully recovered. As a blessing in disguise, her soul power level has been raised to level 24 due to the stimulation of the fairy grass.

The physical strength has also been greatly improved. It can be said that if the current little demon encounters several people from the Qibao Glazed Sect again, at least he will not be injured as seriously as before.

Zhu Zhuqing's condition has also improved a lot. Her limbs can already move, and her body's consciousness is slowly recovering, if it hadn't been for the next scene.

"Rain of blood! I'm going to kill you!" Zhu Zhuqing's embarrassed voice came out from inside the house.

Outside the house, Xue Yu remained unmoved. He had not done anything excessive and had a clear conscience.

Besides, so what if I saw it.

The little demon didn't dare to say anything, but the look he looked at Xue Yu was a little weird.

On the fourth day, the embarrassing scene still did not ease. Even though Zhu Zhuqing knew that Xue Yu was trying to save her, especially that bastard acted like nothing was wrong and didn't even show a single sign.

It was still the same on the fifth and sixth days.

It wasn't until the seventh day that Zhu Zhuqing was finally able to get out of bed. However, she was completely naked and could only sit on the edge of the bed wrapped in a quilt, not daring to leave the door.

"This is the teacher's clothes." The little demon brought in a black robe and placed it beside the bed.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the black robe and thought that Xue Yu had worn it, and his face turned red again.

She touched her hot little face, and the cold palm calmed her down a lot. Under the touch of the palm, she felt a thin scar.

She still has many scars on her body, and since there is no special soul skill treatment, these scars may stay with her throughout her life.

Such scars are ugly to a woman, especially a beauty like her.

Zhu Zhuqing gave a wry smile, put on Xue Yu's black robe and hood, and walked out of the house.

This is the first time she has walked out of the house in a week.

For a moment, she was immersed in the extremely beautiful surroundings, as if she were in a beautiful painting.

Not far away, Xue Yu's figure in a black robe was sitting there practicing, and the little demon was sitting next to him. The master and the disciple were exuding the same black mist, constantly puffing and puffing.

Zhu Zhuqing sat across from the two of them. She was a little uncomfortable because she was not wearing anything underneath, but the large black robe perfectly covered her body, so she felt better.

Her body has recovered, but her soul power is still unable to move flexibly, as if there is a mess in her body that has not been completely untangled.

Seeing that Xue Yu and the other two were practicing all day apart from eating, Zhu Zhuqing sighed. She had been doing the same at Shrek recently, practicing desperately just to catch up with this man.

Unfortunately, now she realizes that when she was working hard, the other person was already working hard, and when she was working hard, the other person was still working hard.

Is it still possible to catch up with him?

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuqingpan sat up and started to circulate the soul power in his body. The next second, his breathing stagnated and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Opposite them, Xue Yu and Xiao Yao opened their eyes at the same time, looked at the prostrate Zhu Zhuqing, and instantly understood what was going on with her.

"Your injury is too serious. You cannot return to normal condition without a month's rest." There was no pity in Xue Yu's voice.

"Don't worry about it..." Zhu Zhuqing showed his own stubbornness and forced himself to hold his body, sat down again, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"In five days, the promotion round of the Soul Master Competition ends, and all the contestants will go to Wuhun City. You can't catch up."

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Xue Yu, stopped talking, and calmed down the soul power that was raging in his body.

Just wanting to meditate, her heart couldn't calm down anymore, and the chaotic thoughts made it impossible for her to concentrate.

This bastard, can't you say a few nice words?

"Send me back." She really couldn't stand such a scene. Every time she met this bastard, she couldn't calm down, so she simply made a request.

But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, Zhu Zhuqing regretted it. Her life was saved by others, so why should she be sent back?

"never mind……"

"good."

"You..." Zhu Zhuqing was a little angry, so he didn't want to help her?

"I'll take you back."