The Talented Doctor

Xi Yue slowly walked out of the dilapidated hut with full of doubts and caution.

Entering the eye is a quiet and beautiful valley, where there is no spiritual power, but the green mountains and green waters, the flowers and plants, the fresh air, and the beauty.

Xi Yue liked it very much back then, even more than the later Goddess Valley.

Probably because this is the only beautiful but ordinary place, similar to the world she once lived in, but there are so many differences.

Suddenly, Xi Yue's eyes stopped not far away.

Before and after the wooden house is a green meadow, and there is a lush sycamore tree not far away.

At this moment, sitting under the sycamore tree was a young man with long hair like ink and red clothes like blood. His face was a little pale, and his skin was crystal clear like jade, which was comparable to a good girl, so it seemed to be transparent in the sun.

There was a slight smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, and his peach blossom eyes flashed, and when he saw her, the dazzling stars shone even more.

Xi Yue heard the voice of the boy Qingyue, "Xi Yue, didn't you say you want to roast the bird for me to eat?"

Xi Yue watched this scene, listened to these words, and suddenly became a little confused, unable to distinguish whether he was in a dream or in reality.

She walked over slowly, walked to the boy, looked at him condescendingly, frowned and said, "Wei Zixi, what do you want to do?"

The red-clothed young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the starlight in his eyes faded, "You won't let me roast that stupid bird. I have listened to you and haven't touched it. Why do you want to be angry with me?"

Xi Yue's breathing was stagnant, and she was a little speechless for a while.

She didn't remember until this moment when she heard the words of the boy in red.

Back in the Wild Continent, when the unknown just woke up, his personality was not so cold and paranoid.

His eyes are as bright as stars, and he can occasionally see a pure smile on his face.

Even at that time, he would often quarrel with Xiaohong, one person, one animal and two look at each other, and it was extremely lively, which added a lot of interest in survival to her at that time.

Slowly, the red-clothed boy's eyes began to have a different scenery in the depths of his eyes.

His character is getting colder and colder, he is more and more determined and ruthless when he kills, and he is more and more creepy when he laughs.

Since when did Xi unknown become so confusing and full of cold and terrifying aura?

Xi Yue sighed slightly, suddenly squatted down and grabbed the boy's wrist.

The pulse of the wrist is the lifeblood of a person, and a weakness that threatens life and death like the heart.

The weakness was caught by Xi Yue, but the young man in red didn't mean to struggle halfway. He just pressed his lips and looked at her with complicated eyes.

In the next moment, Xi Yue turned to the origin of the wood.

The pure source of power swept into the boy's body, gently and softly flowing through every inch of his meridian.

This is not an offensive power as opposed to the power of destruction, but pure and gentle energy for healing.

The power of the source was everywhere, and the injuries that had been suppressed in the body erupted, causing the young man to raise his eyebrows slightly.

This was already a great pain, and ordinary people couldn't bear it at all, but he just raised his eyebrows, and didn't even show a trace of pain.

Is he no longer aware of the pain, or has endured too much pain.

It's just that Xi Yue didn't care whether he hurt or not.

After breaking and standing, put to death and resurrection, the depressive injury was aroused, and under the comfort of the source of power, it recovered a little bit.