Can't fight.

In the original owner's memory, Mingxian was very picky in eating, did not eat meat, and only vegetarian food.

The big devil who kills people in the world is strange, but his life is like a monk.

This is not the point.

The point is that this leader may not eat what he ate last time, but next time he will not eat it.

Just because of this, the chef of the Fanxian Sect was trembling every day.

"Let me see your injuries."

"No need." Mingxian held the sword and leaned to the side: "You go...what are you doing!"

The man's voice suddenly became sharp.

Chu Zheng felt the murderous aura on his body, surging and suffocating.

However, Chu Zheng easily pressed him on the mountain wall: "Master, cooperate, I don't want to move hard."

Mingxian's eyes glared slightly, and Chu Zheng then realized that there was a red halo in his eyes.

At that moment, Chu Zheng seemed to see blood light falling all over the sky, devouring the whole world.

Chu Zheng pressed his wrist and said in a gentle tone: "I just think you are injured. You are like this now. I want to kill you, so I have already started."

Chu Zheng felt that Mingxian's tense strength gradually relaxed, and finally stopped talking while holding the sword.

Chu Zheng took a look at the clothes that were almost dyed red, and she lowered her head to untie his clothes.

Mingxian really has no strength.

Although the person in front of him betrayed him, he is also a familiar person.

It was the only one who could help him at this time.

The double damage of internal injuries and external injuries made him unable to watch Chu Zheng untied his clothes, revealing his bloody chest.

The wound was close to the right shoulder and was pierced entirely.

Chu Zheng went outside to fetch water and cleaned it up for him.

Mingxian was carrying some medicines on his body, but he didn't even have a name posted. Chu Zheng was worried about staring at the medicines.

One hand fell down, took a bottle of medicine and handed it to her.

Chu Zheng took the medicine, pressed his shoulder, and directly sprinkled the medicine on it.

Mingxian groaned.

Chu Zheng raised her eyes to look at him, he gritted his teeth, his eyes closed slightly, and his slender eye feathers trembled slightly, casting a shadow on his face.

Cold sweat oozed out from his forehead, flowing down the scars on his forehead.

Chu Zheng lowered her eyes, no pity, and quickly prepared the medicine.

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Chu Zheng: I fell to death as soon as I appeared today.

Little Fairy: It’s all because your girlfriends don’t vote for monthly votes.

Chu Zheng:...
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