Oh no, the crazy senior sister found out that I am a fox demon!

His lips were pale, and Shen Jingjun felt as if his back was riddled with holes from the bones beneath him, so he struggled.

The pain spread.

Can't breathe.

There were still countless evil spirits trying to corrode his body. Shen Jingjun's fingers were curled up and his throat was dry.

He wanted to recall his Thunder-Listening Sword.

His mind was in a state of confusion and a feeling of sleepiness was sweeping over his brain, but just as his eyes were about to close.

A familiar voice came into his ears, accompanied by a dull sound of footsteps. Shen Jingjun wanted to turn around but couldn't. Blood was still flowing from his lips and his chest was heaving slightly.

Gu Chufu followed the faint breath and finally saw a figure in front of him, holding up the white wreckage with his hands.

It is tougher than he had imagined. Perhaps most of it is made from the bones of spirit beasts, so it is indestructible and can even be used to make weapons and magical instruments.

The scarlet blood flowed along the monster's bones and all over the ground. The white bones pierced into Gu Chufu's heart like a sharp blade.

"Sister..."

Gu Chufu quickly took out his Qiankun bag and anxiously searched for the ointment and pills that could quickly heal wounds that he had stored in the bag.

"Hurry up, I can't hold on much longer."

"The elders of other sects... have discovered the exit of the Fallen Secret Realm."

He spoke each word slowly.

Shen Jingjun had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and even his voice was as thin as a thread.

"I'm worried about you...Hatsufu."

Today was the day she had to face this disaster. Shen Jingjun felt that if she died here at this moment, it would be a worthy death.

She was the one who released the evil dragon.

Just can't let it go.

"It has come to this, Senior Sister, what nonsense are you talking about? I do care about you."

"I don't care what the elders of those sects think. You did nothing wrong in the first place... Why do you want to bear such an insult?"

Bow down and die.

These eight words describe what Shen Jingjun has given to the Qi Ling Sect, but what he got in return.

It is a lack of understanding and indiscriminate judgment to conclude that she is a bad person.

How can you stop the gossips in this world?

Gu Chufu sealed the acupuncture points on Shen Jingjun's body, preventing Shen Jingjun from moving again. He took out a pill and used his thumb to push open Shen Jingjun's lips.

The wet feeling touched my thumb.

A bitter medicinal aroma wafted between the lips and teeth.

Gu Chufu picked up Shen Jingjun and held him in his arms. He looked at the white bones piercing his back, and his hand holding the medicine powder was shaking slightly.

"Help me pull it out... It's okay, Chufu, I don't feel any pain..."

Even though Shen Jingjun was right next to him, talking in his ear, Gu Chufu felt that she was like a cloud that he could not catch.

It seems to be fleeting.

My heart ached so much, as if my back was pierced by bones.

"You always act so strong..."

"It must be painful, Senior Sister."

Holding her cheeks, Gu Chufu pressed her forehead against Shen Jingjun's, feeling Shen Jingjun's weak body temperature. Her body was almost freezing cold.

Gu Chufu rubbed Shen Jingjun's face with his thumb. He had a thousand words in his heart, but his throat was choked with sobs and he couldn't say them.

He shook his head again.

Shen Jingjun didn't want to make her worry.

"Chufu, why are you crying? Didn't you like me to embarrass myself in front of you?"

"You don't look good when you cry. You should be aggressive... like you did to Elder Lin Ze... and Elder Zhi Yan..."

As if to ease Gu Chufu's attention from his injuries, Shen Jingjun forced himself to cheer up and continued to comfort Gu Chufu that he was fine.

"Mr. Shen Jing, it's already so late, do you still have time to make me laugh?"

Gu Chufu was so angry that she called out Shen Jingjun's full name. She felt a little aggrieved.

"Well... stop crying..."

"The first dog days..."

intermittent.

Gu Chufu originally wanted to continue arguing with Shen Jingjun, but he felt his neck become slightly heavier and Shen Jingjun's forehead fell down.

Resting on her collarbone.

The faint breathing rose and fell along with Gu Chufu's heartbeat.

Shen Jingjun seemed to be extremely tired. At this moment, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in Gu Chufu's arms. His cheek was pressed against the long horns on Shen Jingjun's forehead. Gu Chufu felt that they were gradually getting smaller.

Perhaps he will return to Shen Jingjun's body again.

Biting her lip.

Gu Chufu told herself not to cry and reached out to unbutton Shen Jingjun's coat. The thin fabric was now stained with blood.

Her hands trembled slightly as she grasped the bone that pierced through Shen Jingjun's flesh and blood, and pulled it out bit by bit.

If not, she wouldn't be able to use her spiritual power to heal Shen Jingjun's wounds faster.

The bloody bones were pulled out, and Gu Chufu took out the energy-gathering talisman that he had always carried with him. At the deep bottom of the pool, Gu Chufu was not sure how much spiritual energy he could absorb.

But as long as I can save my sister's life, it will be fine.

Looking at the edge of the torn wound, it had turned dark purple.

Deep at the bottom of the pool there is poisonous gas from the decaying bones, and the bones are corroded by evil spirits, so naturally, the bones are also contaminated with corpse poison.

Light blue aura.

Hovering around the two of them, gradually gathering in his palm, Gu Chufu placed his palm on Shen Jingjun's back first, using his body to filter the gathered spiritual energy.

Gradually it entered Shen Jingjun's body.

Gu Chufu closed his eyes and could feel the weakness in Shen Jingjun's body. He used his spiritual energy to comb through the meridians in Shen Jingjun's body inch by inch.

Wherever he went, the wounds gradually healed, but Gu Chufu was sweating profusely, and his clothes were wet and stuck to his body, feeling a little sticky.

Very uncomfortable.

The dream was a chaotic place. Shen Jingjun felt as if he had fallen into the Avici Hell, and the pain seemed to be tearing him apart at every moment.

But, intermittently, there has been a gentle force saving myself.

Block the pain for yourself.

Allow yourself to find a moment to breathe in this pain.

……

The ground beneath my feet is shaking.

Lin Ze has used a formation to temporarily block the evil energy spreading in the sinkhole, preventing the land from collapsing.

His face flushed and he held his breath.

His appearance naturally made the other disciples worried, and some even considered quitting.

The rolling, roaring and roaring sounds below made it hard not to think that something bad had happened, and it was unknown whether the sect leader would be in danger if he went down there.

"Elder Lin Ze...the formation...the formation is broken!"

In the golden flowing formation, the center of the formation was forcibly torn open by the demonic energy, and cracks began to appear, gradually expanding, almost engulfing the entire formation.

"Hurry up and help me... If we don't wait for the rescue from the major sects... otherwise the world will be in ruins!"

Lin Ze's black boots sank a little bit, and he almost suppressed his voice when speaking, and he felt a fishy sweetness in his throat.

"Yes, Elder Lin Ze!"