Magic Punk

But how can this not hurt?

Xuanyi said in his heart.

To put it bluntly, his treatment method first melts away the substances that have grown before, and then regenerates the skin. However, the pain Yaoyao has to endure during this period is actually no less than using a knife to cut back and forth on his face.

Of course, he had a way to make Yaoyao unconscious to avoid such pain, but Yaoyao was still unwilling. More importantly, during the treatment process, she did not even utter the slightest moan.

But the stronger Yaoyao is, the more Xuan Yi pities her.

The original treatment process went smoothly, but in the end, this layer of scales stumped Xuanyi. Ordinary drugs could not melt away this layer of scales, although Yaoyao once hinted that Xuanyi should pry off this layer of scales alive. But Xuan Yi never agreed.

He would never say yes because he doesn't know the consequences.

He wouldn't do anything to Yaoyao that he didn't know the consequences of.

So it was conservative treatment. Xuan Yi had changed several formulas recently, but the scales had never been removed. Of course, at least it was effective now.

That means the scales have softened a bit.

Xuanyi sighed, took the wooden brush that had been prepared earlier, and applied the ointment layer by layer on Yaoyao's face again. His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was brushing off the dust on his beloved porcelain. After applying it over and over again, the girl's face was covered with a thick layer of armor.

Then Xuanyi put the leather mask back on Yaoyao's face.

Of course, this mask is specially made, using the belly skin of the Mysterium.

Of course, this black-toothed beast is definitely not the one from the Forest of Death, but one that Xuan Yi made by himself from a large piece of leather he bought on the black market. His own is just fine, after all, his body shape has basically improved. It was fixed, and Yaoyao was growing taller, especially after he followed him, his height increased every month, so Yaoyao's mask had been changed three times in more than a year.

Such a rhinoceros skin mask has only one function, which is to maintain the medicinal effect for a longer period of time.

After Yaoyao put on the black mask, a look of relief appeared on his face.

Such a long treatment is actually a kind of torture for both Xuanyi and her. In the past year, Yaoyao has fully experienced Xuanyi's superb medical skills, no matter how difficult and complicated the disease is, The medicine in front of him always cures the disease.

Except for his own face.

There were many times that she almost couldn't help but ask Xuanyi to terminate the treatment. Anyway, she had been carrying this weird and ugly birthmark for as long as she could remember.

Already used to it.

But every time I see Xuan Yi, who is still racking her brains and trying different methods for her face, for some reason, her request is always unable to come out.

Because - that in itself is a reflection of being cherished and valued. This is the feeling she once wanted most but could not get.

"Xuan Yi." Yaoyao looked at the other party and said suddenly.

"Yeah." Xuanyi nodded.

"I want to see your face." Yaoyao pointed to the half of his face that was wearing a mask.

Xuanyi smiled: "What's so interesting about that?"

Yaoyao looked at each other and said nothing.

Xuanyi shrugged, then reached out and took off the black leather mask from his face.

Under the boy's mask was half a hideous face with rolled flesh and blood. They were wounds left by rough knives, but strangely there were no scabs, but yellowish pus flowing out.

But Xuan Yi's clean and beautiful face had a faint smile, and he looked at the other party: "Look, there is nothing that is not good-looking, right?"

Yaoyao bit her lip, then stepped forward and tried to touch it. Xuanyi took a step back, avoided the other person's hand, and said calmly: "Don't touch it, it's poisonous."

Yes, poisonous.

With the speed of Xuanyi's healing with the blood of the Phoenix, there is no reason that such a knife wound would stay on his face for so long. You must know that Xuanyi has suffered countless injuries that are hundreds of times more serious than this, but in the end Not even a scar was left on the boy's body.

Only when the medicine Xuan Yi gave himself was pure poison, would these wounds remain stubbornly on his face, to the point where he wanted to use this to conceal his identity as the number one fugitive from Dark Star.

"I like you very much now." Yaoyao said softly: "Why do you still have these wounds?"

On that snowy night, facing a girl who didn't trust him at all, Xuan Yi used the simplest and most decisive way to win her trust. But after that, these wounds always stayed on his face, never again. Never disappeared.

Yaoyao originally thought that Xuan Yi would leave scars on his face that would never heal like many people did, but now she knew clearly that Xuan Yi could easily remove these wounds.

But they are still there.

"Because they still have a reason to exist." Xuan Yi said with a smile: "In other words, when you can take off your mask in front of the world, I can too."

"Otherwise, if we walk out the door and you are alone, there will still be a lot of people pointing fingers."

"As for now." The young man turned his head and smiled softly, even though there were some wounds on half of his face and bones could be seen.

Yaoyao doesn't feel scary at all.

"They might think it's because of me that you put on the mask."

"after all."

"We are partners."

Yaoyao nodded. Nothing else was said.

She just bit her lip and looked at the darkened ceiling above.

…

…

Changing and applying medicine to Yaoyao is the last thing every day, and it is almost untouchable.

At the beginning, if you don’t count the hot foot washing water.

The most noteworthy thing about Uncle Zhao's apartment is the 24-hour hot water supply. Although the use of hot water needs to be billed separately, I believe that the vast majority of tenants here will appreciate this.

Xuanyi pressed Yaoyao's naked snow-white feet into the slightly hot water. Seeing the girl sucking in a breath of cold air, Xuanyi smiled: "You are already so big."

Yaoyao shook his head vigorously.

When Yaoyao was picked up, the girl's whole body was almost frozen, so Xuan Yi found a hotel nearby. The first thing he did was wash Yaoyao's feet with hot water. At that time, the girl's feet were covered with It was green and red frostbite, with countless small and terrifying cracks. It took Xuanyi a long time to cure the girl's frostbite, but from that time on, Yaoyao began to insist on letting Xuanyi wash his feet before going to bed.

Under Xuanyi's rejuvenation skills, Yaoyao's feet are now white, tender and smooth, and there is no trace of the thick dead skin and chilblains that she once had. Xuanyi held her feet and gently massaged them to relax her menstrual flow and activate her blood circulation. A blush gradually appeared on Yaoyao's face, but Xuanyi's own expression remained calm, as if he was washing two pieces of potatoes.

After washing her feet, Xuanyi dried Yaoyao with a white towel, then walked out of the room with the foot washing water, smiled at the red-haired girl who was already curled up in bed, and said, "Good night."

Yaoyao gave him the same response.

Then when Xuanyi walked out of Yaoyao's room, he immediately slid down slowly and silently against the door, his face turned deathly gray.

The young man felt the raging pain all over his body and felt a little distracted.

"Kenji."

"How much time do I have left?"

The devil whispered in the boy's body: "Not much."

"But not a lot."

"It's just that the death penalty can be avoided."

"You can't escape the crime of living."