The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Chapter 118 So embarrassed

Each lightning bolt was like a sharp blade, cutting through Sikong Wu Yue's flesh and blood, while also seeming to want to cut off those scenes of joy and sorrow.

He gritted his teeth, letting the blood flow from his body. He bent one knee and knelt on the ground, using his palms to support the ground to avoid falling to both knees.

In his other palm, he held the sachet that Nan Xingchen had given him. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the sachet.

The dress of the woman in red on the sachet is dyed more brightly.

"Your Majesty..."

Xi Feng's pupils shrank several times and she shouted in worry.

"Senior brother..."

Fusu struggled to stand up from the ground and wanted to help stop it, but before he could get close, he was blown away by a strong light.

Old Ancestor Chi Yan couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he turned his back and said, "He was tempted by love and used his divine power in vain. This heavenly thunder is his punishment, and no one can take his place."

Boom——

Rumbling--

Two bolts of lightning streaked across the sky and struck down simultaneously. Sikong Wu Yue's ears were buzzing and his five senses were numb.

Suddenly, I felt a sweetness in my throat, and a large amount of blood spurted out of my throat.

Sikong Wu Yue grinned, but Nan Xingchen's sweet little face appeared in his mind.

I remembered her words: For your brother, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to escape or give up.

Don't worry, Xing'er, I will never give up for my brother this time...

no way……

……

the other side.

Nan Xingchen followed Wen Ci in a carriage to Jiming Kingdom.

He brought Nan Xingchen to a quaint courtyard.

After entering the house and sitting down, Nan Xingchen sincerely thanked me: "Thank you for taking me in. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."

Wen Ci smiled and said, "Xingchen, I feel that you have a stubborn character that attracts me, so I came to your rescue. You don't have to take it to heart. This is just a trivial matter to me."

Nan Xingchen felt warm in his heart when he heard this.

In the Great Territory, except for the people in the Southern Palace, everyone else laughed at her and called her a waste. It seemed that ever since she came to this world, she had been met with nothing but ridicule and contempt.

I never thought that after only meeting Wen Ci three times, I would receive his praise.

There was silence for a while.

Nan Xingchen asked: "Why did you go to the Demonic Valley today?"

Wen Ci explained: "I was born into an alchemy family. I went to the Demon Realm Valley just to find the medicine for alchemy. The inner elixir of the demon is the best medicine for alchemy."

Nan Xingchen covered his chest and coughed violently twice, wondering: "With your cultivation level, you still want to capture demons and take their inner elixir?"

Wen Ci raised his hand to pat her on the back, but his hand was suspended in the air before he retracted it.

He sighed and shook his head, and said in a gentle voice: "My cultivation is not good, but I have a lot of poisons. If you encounter a powerful demon, you can use poison."

Nan Xingchen nodded in agreement: "The poison you gave me last time was very useful. I used it to poison someone to death."

Wen Ci took out two bottles of medicine from the storage bag and placed them on the table: "One bottle of this medicine is for external use, and the other is for oral use. I'll ask the maid to prepare warm water for you. You can take a bath and change your clothes first, then change the medicine."

"It's very quiet here. No one will disturb you. Just stay here with peace of mind."

Wen Ci looked at her sincerely.

Nan Xingchen was stunned. She lowered her eyes and saw that her clothes were soaked with blood. The blood had already solidified, but the wound was still shocking.

She sighed deeply and said slowly: "Okay, the past is gone, I can't look back, and I can't rely on others."

Wen Ci heard that there seemed to be something else in her words. He was stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly warmed, and he nodded.

"Xingchen, get well, is there anywhere else you want to go?"

"Go home. No matter how good the outside world is, it is not home after all."

Thinking of what happened in the Magic City, Nan Xingchen felt a pang of bitterness in his heart and smiled at himself.

She subconsciously hugged the fox's tail in her arms. The civet cat died because of her. If she still believed in love in the world, it would be extremely stupid.

She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips. Who would have thought that she would be so embarrassed this time.

It's so embarrassing!

Wen Ci originally wanted to ask Nan Xingchen why he went to the Demon Realm, but he moved his lips several times and finally did not ask.

Only a few words came out from between his lips and teeth: "Have a good rest."

After Wen Ci left, Nan Xingchen took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and applied the ointment to the wound.

"hiss……"

Nan Xingchen hissed in pain and couldn't help but think of the time when Su Mu applied medicine to her, and her eyes welled up with tears.

dong dong dong-

There was a sudden rapid knock at the door, and resentment gathered in Nan Xingchen's chest like a ball of fire.

"roll!"

She grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it towards the door.

Just at this moment the door was pushed open, and the teacup hit the visitor squarely on the head.

Then there was a scream of "Ah" and blood flowed down the man's forehead.

Nan Xingchen was stunned. When he looked up, he saw Wen Ci with a bloody head. He didn't say anything yet.

Shunhua, the maidservant beside Wen Ci, said: "The young lady is really ungrateful. My master has worked so hard to treat your wounds. He was afraid that your wounds would leave scars, so he found a bottle of scar-removing and swelling-reducing medicine and sent it to you. How could the young lady treat him like this..."

"Shunhua, step back." Wen Ci interrupted Shunhua with a slightly angry tone.

"Young Master." Shunhua pouted and stomped her feet in anger.

"Back off." Wen Ci shouted in a deep voice.

Shunhua threw her sleeves and walked away angrily.

Wen Ci walked into the room and sat down, remaining silent for a moment.

Nan Xingchen hung his head and whispered, "Sorry, I hurt you."

Wen Ci wiped the blood off his face and smiled gently, "It's okay, Xingchen, you don't have to take it to heart."

He looked at her and put the medicine bottle in his hand on the table: "Use this medicine to apply on the wound, it won't leave a scar."

"Thank you." Nan Xingchen lowered his eyelashes, like a child who had made a mistake.

Wen Ci smiled awkwardly: "Then Xingchen, you can take a rest. If you need anything, there is a maid at the door."

Nan Xingchen still lowered his head and rubbed his palms: "Okay, go and do your work. No need to greet me."

Wen Ci stood up, lowered his eyes and looked at the soft, tender, beautiful and bright woman in front of him, and felt that the blood in his body was burning. The excitement was so surging that his body trembled slightly.

He raised his hand unconsciously wanting to comfort the woman in front of him. The moment he touched the strands of hair on her forehead, Nan Xingchen was like a frightened deer.

He jumped up suddenly.

Wen Ci's hands were suspended in the air, and he stammered, "Xingchen, I, I..."

Nan Xingchen looked at him suspiciously, with a look of disbelief on her face: "Are you interested in me?"

Wen Ci's face flushed as his thoughts were exposed: "Xingchen, don't you think that our meeting today is fate?"

Nan Xingchen shook his head: "I don't think so."

"My name is Wen Ci, the only legitimate son of an alchemy family from the Jiming Kingdom of Dongzhou. Are you willing to give me a chance?"