Each world be

Chapter 120 The White Moonlight Monk Who Criticizes Wolfhounds 21

After a dizzy spell, Shi Qing came to his senses and supported Wu Ji.

"How are you doing?"

Wu Ji's eyes were red, he held the Chixiao sword tightly in his hand, his whole body was trembling, and he was silent.

Shi Qing took a glance, understood what was going on, and decisively drew his sword and cut his arm with force.

Just like before, she raised her hand to his lips again.

Unexpectedly, Wu Ji turned his head away and closed his eyes.

Shi Qing frowned, "Wu Ji."

The young man opened his eyes, his face flushed despite the effort he made, just like the clouds in the sky, beautiful and charming.

There were tears on his eyelashes, the corners of his eyes were red, and he pursed his lower lip as he gently lifted Shi Qing's forearm.

He lowered his head, covered her with soft lips, and stretched out his tongue to lick her innocently like a well-behaved animal.

The boy's hot breath sprinkled on his skin, and his arms were stained with crimson. The rough tongue caused a fine and dense numbness. Shi Qing couldn't help biting his lower lip, suppressing the low moan in his mouth, and looked at the boy in surprise and complexity.

Even though his body was still burning with pain, Wu Ji still retained the last bit of rationality. He gently licked the blood from his wounds one by one, and then tore his clothes with force.

The inky-black cloth lovingly wrapped around the girl's fair arms. The obvious color contrast made the redness in Wu Ji's eyes deepen.

He exhaled lightly, took out his small medicine bottle from his arms, and poured it directly into his red lips.

Shi Qing looked at him with complicated feelings, unable to speak for a long time.

After taking the medicine, Wu Ji's complexion became much more normal.

His eyes were still moist, with a charming scarlet color remaining at the end of his eyes, "Sister, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

Shi Qing shook his head, his eyes filled with worry: "Are you really okay? The timing of your illness is obviously wrong this time."

Hearing this, Wu Ji smiled softly, his voice a little weak: "I was affected by the Scarlet Sky Sword, but it's okay. I've been here for so many years, if the medicine doesn't work, I won't take it."

"At most, the spiritual power will be stagnant for a few days, and it will be fine soon. By the way, sister, where are we?"

He looked around curiously. The sun was shining brightly here, with green mountains and clear water, which was completely different from the heavy snow in Lingxi.

"I don't know either. The blue time disk that Master gave me has a teleportation array that she developed. It's random."

Wu Ji was surprised, "So that's how it is. No wonder my sister is so calm in the face of danger. It turns out she has a protective treasure."

He smiled happily and said, "Then if the Yue family comes after us again, I won't have to worry about anything happening to my sister."

Shi Qing sighed, "Although Master gave me many spiritual tools, there is only one teleportation array like this one. Master spent a long time in seclusion to study it and it was given to me to save my life in an emergency."

"Like other teleportation spells, they require a lot of spiritual energy to activate. But this time disk can be used without spiritual energy, just in case."

Wu Ji discovered that every time she mentioned her master, there was infinite tenderness in her eyes.

He suddenly felt a little unhappy, and pretended to praise: "Sister's master is so powerful, he must have a profound cultivation."

Shi Qing also laughed.

Then, she wondered, "Just now during the battle, the spiritual power in my body inexplicably dissipated."

After saying this, she concentrated her energy into her dantian, trying to generate spiritual power.

The slender pink fingertips emitted a moonlight that swayed faintly.

"Strange, it's back now."

As soon as she mentioned spiritual power, Wu Ji perked up.

His eyes were natural, and he guessed, "Maybe those three old men played some trick. I think that black spiritual power shield is a bit strange and weird."

Shi Qing thought back to the scene just now. It was indeed because she was trying to concentrate her spiritual power that the abnormality occurred. It might be the doing of those three old men.

Seeing that she believed it, Wu Ji's smile deepened.

When Shi Qing looked over, he suddenly took a breath.

As expected, Shi Qing looked at him nervously: "What's wrong with you?"

After she finished speaking, she thought of something and walked behind Wu Ji.

The extremely long wound ran from the shoulder to the waist, and was bloody and horrifying.

Shi Qing frowned and took out a few bottles of medicine from his storage bag: "Sit down."

Wu Ji tilted his head, "Why?

Of course it’s because he’s too tall, and his hands get tired when applying the medicine.

Shi Qing didn't explain, and said firmly: "Just sit down when I told you to."

Wu Ji chuckled and sat cross-legged on the grass. "Listen to my sister."

Shi Qing knelt behind him, scooped out a lump of green ointment with her shiny index finger, and placed the exquisite small medicine bottle aside.

She lifted up Wu Ji's torn clothes with her left hand and gently applied the ointment on his fingertips with her right hand.

When the cold ointment was applied, the wound felt a sharp stinging pain and the thin body shrank.

Shi Qing held his shoulders and said, "Don't move."

Wu Ji sat up straight and let the girl's fingertips stroke him from top to bottom. Sometimes her nails accidentally scratched his skin, causing the boy underneath to tremble.

An indescribable feeling of joy spread down my spine.

It was like the joy of the first sprouts after the snow melted, the tranquility of the breeze blowing across the green grass, the ripples of the willows on the embankment lightly touching the water's surface, rippling into his heart in circles.

Her hands were also warm and cool, similar to the ointment. Wu Ji looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, his mind wandering in the world.

After a while, Shi Qing finally finished applying the medicine.

When Wu Ji came to his senses, his earlobe had already turned red.

Shi Qing put away the empty medicine bottle and said calmly, "Don't rush over if something like this happens again."

"If I don't do this, my sister will be the one who gets hurt."

Wu Ji lowered his eyebrows, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "I don't want to see my sister get hurt."

Shi Qing paused, "But if you do this, I will feel guilty."

Wu Ji's eyes moved, he nodded and said nothing more.

?

The two walked along the road and finally arrived at a small town.

After asking around, I found out that I was teleported to Bixi.

And Bixi goes south, which is exactly the direction of Lingshan.

Because Wu Ji's injuries recurred, the two rested in the inn for four or five days, and only on the sixth day did they officially prepare to go to Lingshan.

Shi Qing and Wu Ji were standing in front of a stall selling peach blossom cakes.

Wu Ji looked around and smiled freely: "Boss, give me five pieces of peach cakes!"

The boss smiled happily and handed him the pastry wrapped in oil paper.

"Master, walk slowly!"

Shi Qing stood beside him without any emotion, "Let's go."

Wu Ji hooked the bag of peach blossom pastries with his thin fingers and followed her lazily.

"Sister, don't you really want to stay here for a few days before leaving? I think it's quite lively here, how about we ..."

"Let's go to Lingshan first. I'll come with you when everything is settled."

"Sister, I feel the injury on my back..."

"Miss!"

Before Wu Ji could finish his words, another voice suddenly interrupted.

He looked over with an unhappy look.

It was a girl who appeared out of nowhere and looked at Shi Qing with surprise.

Standing next to her was Jiang Xingchen, who looked confused.

Unexpectedly, Shi Qing, who was standing next to him, also ran over in surprise.

"Bai Zhi?!"

Wu Ji's body shook, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he stared at the three people intently.

Shi Qing stepped forward and held the girl's hand, her joy evident in words:

"I'm so glad you're okay. I've been looking for you..."

When the two met, it was extremely sentimental.

Jiang Xingchen was so shocked that he was speechless. He looked at Bai Zhi and then at Shi Qing:

"Isn't her name Fuxue? How come she became your young lady?"

Shi Qing explained: "I'm sorry, I concealed it for other reasons. My real name is Yue Qing."

Bai Zhi's eyes were filled with tears. "Miss, you must avenge the master and his wife..."

Jiang Xingchen consoled: "Fuxue, no, Yueqing, there are too many people here, let's find another place to talk it out."

Shi Qing nodded, and suddenly thought of Wu Ji who was still behind him.

She turned around and saw Wu Ji standing sideways in front of a small stall, looking at something.

She took a few steps forward, her eyes filled with unconcealable joy.

"Wu Ji, I found Bai Zhi. We are not going to Lingshan now. We will stay in Bixi for the next few days. You can go around by yourself first, and I will find you at the inn later."

Wu Ji turned his head and chuckled, "Sister, go and do your work. I'll wait for you here."

Through the crowd, Bai Zhi silently gazed at the young man's profile.

I just feel inexplicably familiar.

Shi Qing nodded and left with Jiang Xingchen and Bai Zhi.

Wu Ji put down the pearl bracelet at hand, the smile on his face suddenly faded, and his eyes were covered with thick coldness.