A few pills were thrown into the slightly scalding water. After small ripples appeared on the water, they quickly melted into the water.

Looking at the hot water filled with spiritual energy, Sang Ying raised her chin towards the dirty boy and said, "Go and wash. I'll give you medicine after washing."

"I don't need..." He silently wrapped his black robe tightly, with resistance all over his body.

Sang Ying only left him here last night. This morning, when he saw that it seemed quiet outside, he wanted to leave her yard and run outside.

As a result, before he had even left this far door, he heard footsteps coming from outside again, and even accompanied by the sound of the City Lord's Palace guards breaking into the residence and searching again.

The two of them immediately knew that Jiang Zhuoxue's disappearance here yesterday must have attracted the attention of the city lord, so they thought of searching this alley again.

Fortunately, Sang Ying had already established a relationship with the landlord, so she avoided the fate of being broken into.

If this goes on, at some point those escorts will come to her door again, and how can the young man in her yard be hidden?

Sang Ying didn't know how long she would have to stay here, and she was also worried about her classmates and friends who were still suffering in the Xuanwu world.

She actually vaguely guessed that the key to whether she could go back or not lay with young Jiang Zhuoxue.

Now that she's here, she'll be in peace. Sang Ying only hopes that she can take Jiang Zhuoxue away safely, so that she can take this opportunity to improve her own strength.

Being too weak and possessing a treasure will naturally attract hungry wolves.

Thinking like this, Sang Ying planned to help the young man heal his injuries first. If he could fill up his eyes again, perhaps it would be much easier to disguise himself to avoid being hunted by the guards.

But they are now in Corpse Soul City, and Sang Ying is not familiar with this place. She doesn't know if there is any medical practice here, and she doesn't dare to go out at such a nervous time.

Unable to find a medical practitioner, Sang Ying herself didn't quite know how to treat the dragon. After much thought, she decided to clean the boy first and then talk about applying medicine.

However, Sang Ying did not expect that her plan would go wrong from the first step.

"If your wound is not cleaned, it will become infected even if you apply medicine. Your health is not good now. If you continue to hold on like this, can you persist?" Sang Ying was helpless at the young man's persistence, but she still persisted.

Open your mouth and continue to persuade.

The young man's skinny hands tightly grasped the collar of the black robe, and the little face in the shadow gained a little more color from the light sleep of the night.

He naturally knew that it was time for him to apply medicine. His whole body was already bloody and bloody due to the scale removal. If he didn't take care of it properly, he would probably rot all over his body.

But he couldn't believe the person in front of him, even though she had rescued him last night, even though he had drank the tea she made and taken the medicine she gave him.

But the young man just refused to let down his guard. He no longer believed in so-called "good intentions".

"I have no use value anymore." The young man gritted his teeth, "Even if you cure me, I have no treasures to give you. My scales and my horns, everything that was taken away from me will not be in vain.

It will grow out. If you have this intention, you should give up as soon as possible."

He couldn't figure out what Sang Ying's purpose was. The only possibility was probably this.

But the young man himself knew very well that unless those lost things were found again, they would never grow from this body again.

And if the female cultivator in front of her wants to steal his dragon heart - the young man lowered his eyelashes, then she will probably be disappointed. After he dies, the dragon's heart will wither and decay in an instant, and there is no way to do it.

Used by these monks.

Jiang Zhuoxue was thinking to himself, and Sang Ying's voice also reached his ears: "You think too much, you are of no value to me now. Instead of worrying about this, it is better to accept my help, maybe when

When you have the strength to protect yourself, that's when I leave."

After saying that, she started to walk outside the house: "Go and wash up quickly, I won't disturb you anymore."

The door behind him closed with a bang, and the sound of the second person's breathing disappeared from the room.

The young man checked carefully and after confirming that Sang Ying had left, he let go of his hand on the collar.

The unsupported large robe slipped off his body, revealing the young man's slender body.

The clothes he had brought from the City Lord's Mansion were covered in bloodstains, and their original appearance could no longer be seen.

The dirty clothes were taken off one by one, and the young man's beautiful flesh was completely ruined by the scars on it. The large areas of flesh on his back were rolling, making his scalp numb.

He fumbled and stepped into the tub. As soon as the spiritual water inside touched his body, the young man couldn't help but tremble in pain.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth and sat in, soaking his whole body in the spiritual water. Feeling the spiritual energy in the spiritual water slowly seeping in, the original pain was gradually relieved.

The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and his tense body gradually relaxed.

Naturally, Sang Ying didn't miss the sound of rushing water inside. After realizing that this guy still accepted her kindness, Sang Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Zhuoxue's injury was too serious, and it could no longer be cured by ordinary elixirs. And in this invisible hidden world, it was difficult for even ordinary flowers and plants to survive, let alone elixirs.

This alone is enough to restrict the development of medical practitioners in this world. So even without a detailed understanding, Sang Ying can guess that there are probably few powerful medical practitioners in the Tibetan Underworld.

In this way, if they want to cure Jiang Zhuoxue, or at least allow him to live independently, the two of them must leave the hidden underworld and go elsewhere.

Sang Ying thought so, then she took out her storage bag and rummaged through the contents.

As soon as the storage bag was opened, a green shadow suddenly jumped out from inside!

Sang Ying was startled and quickly reached out to grab it. When she took a closer look, she saw a small vine twisting in her hand.

"Qingluo?" Sang Ying called out tentatively, because she still remembered that after everyone left the snowfield, Qingluo quietly followed Cang Lian, and together they went crazy all over the world.

When she shouted like this, the delicate little vines immediately twisted even more happily.

"It's really you, but your body shouldn't be so small. Is this your clone?" Sang Ying asked again.

Little Vine nodded in a dignified manner, indicating that her guess was correct.

So naughty, Sang Ying reluctantly clicked on the little vine, and this guy wrapped it around Sang Ying's finger very delicately.

I was about to give it a lecture. After all, hiding it quietly in my storage bag is not a good habit. What if I accidentally touch it one day and kill it in excitement?

However, the sound of water splashing in the room sounded again, which made Sang Ying's few lessons stuck.

She looked at the little vine steadily, with a different kind of brilliance in her eyes: "Speaking of which, I should also let you know your master's former appearance."


Chapter completed!