The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

The only outsider here is Xiaoyaozi. If he wanted to kill him and Fang Qingyou, they would probably be dead already.

Since they are all still alive and well, it means that Xiaoyaozi was indeed the one who saved them.

"What do I want?" Xiaoyaozi felt insulted and jumped up in anger: "What purpose could I have? It's all for my foolish disciple! If it weren't for how much she cares about you, I wouldn't have saved a brat who has one foot in the grave!"

Xiaoyaozi said that on purpose; now is not the time to reveal his identity to Luo Qianmo.

Therefore, his concern for Luo Qianmo could only be explained by Fang Qingyou.

The disciple that Xiaoyaozi was pointing at was none other than Fang Qingyou.

Luo Qianmo's eyes flickered, his heart filled with shock, but his expression remained largely unchanged.

Fang Qingyou's master is none other than the legendary divine physician Xiaoyaozi.

So she really was Xiaoyaozi's disciple?

Looking at the disheveled and dirty man in front of her, whose age was hard to discern, Luo Qianmo could hardly believe that he was Xiaoyaozi.

However, the facts seem to have proven this point.

Given his condition at the time, I'm afraid that apart from Xiaoyaozi, no one else in the world could have pulled him back from the brink of death.

At the same time, Luo Qianmo was also a little uneasy, wondering if Xiaoyaozi had figured out that he was Wusha's secret.

If he finds out, will he tell Fang Qingyou this secret?

He has many secrets that Fang Qingyou doesn't know, and this is the secret he least wants her to know right now.

"So it's the Divine Physician Xiaoyaozi. Luo Qianmo thanks you for saving my life." Luo Qianmo's attitude towards Xiaoyaozi became more respectful, not only because of his status as a divine physician, but also because he was Fang Qingyou's master.

"Hmph." Xiaoyaozi snorted coldly, "You don't need to thank me. I saved you not because of you, but because of my good disciple. If you want to thank her, then thank her. But you'd be better off living well and not getting into any more trouble in the future!"

As he spoke, Xiaoyaozi pretended to be angry and turned his head away, no longer looking at Luo Qianmo.

Only he himself knew how happy he was to see Luo Qianmo wake up.

"Senior, I wonder about Miss Fang..." Luo Qianmo didn't care about Xiaoyaozi's coldness towards him, but he really wanted to know how Fang Qingyou was doing.

All he remembered was the fanged masked boss punching him in the chest, instantly injuring him severely, and then Fang Qingyou embracing him...

He couldn't remember what happened after that, only vaguely feeling that he and Fang Qingyou seemed to have fallen off the mountain.

If that's the case, Fang Qingyou would probably be injured too.

"Ask her yourself," Xiaoyaozi said coldly, then quickly pressed on Fang Qingyou's acupoints, releasing her from her meditative state.

"My good disciple, the brat you were trying to save has woken up!" Xiaoyaozi was afraid that Fang Qingyou would attack him after opening her eyes, which would make Luo Qianmo suspicious of his identity and purpose, so he quickly tried to win her favor.

Fang Qingyou felt as if she had a dream, a purple dream, a dream with Luo Qianmo, a cold moonlight, and a purple, rippling water...

Before I woke up from my dream, I heard Xiaoyaozi's voice in my ear.

In that instant, Fang Qingyou opened her eyes.

Then, she met Luo Qianmo's beautiful eyes.

At this moment, his gaze was no longer so arrogant, but rather exceptionally gentle, like a clear spring, captivating the mind.

"Luo Qianmo, you're really awake! How are you? How do you feel?"

At that moment, Fang Qingyou forgot about Xiaoyaozi's earlier immobilization technique and almost instantly jumped up from the ground, rushing to Luo Qianmo's side.

If this were any other time, Xiaoyaozi would definitely have said a few sour things about Fang Qingyou, saying that she had forgotten her master because of her looks.

But now, he just wanted to minimize his presence and quietly slipped out of the cave.

He knew his disciple, Fang Qingyou, quite well. Only when she was certain that he genuinely wanted to save Luo Qianmo would she forgive him.

Seeing the undisguised worry and tension in Fang Qingyou's eyes, Luo Qianmo slightly curved his lips: "I'm fine now."

The curve at the corner of his lips was very faint, but it was the best smile Luo Qianmo could manage.

Although he had regained consciousness, he was very weak and didn't even have the strength to laugh.

"Yes, yes, it's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake." Fang Qingyou nodded repeatedly, then quickly reached out and placed her hand on Luo Qianmo's pulse, wanting to personally check his condition.

Although Luo Qianmo has woken up, the severe damage to his body cannot be recovered in just one or two days. Fortunately, with proper care and a period of rest, his body will be able to recover to its former state.

While Fang Qingyou was taking Luo Qianmo's pulse, Luo Qianmo kept watching her. He saw that her face, which was originally as clean as a lotus flower, was now covered with mud and dirt. Her clothes, which were originally like those of a forest elf, were tattered. Her originally black hair was messy and covered with leaves and withered grass. However, her eyes were still clear and bright, as dazzling and charming as dewdrops on flower petals under the moon.

My heart aches with a touch of heartache, a touch of tenderness, and a touch of emotion.

But what I should have been most disgusted about was that I didn't feel it.

If any other woman appeared before him in this manner, he would not even want to glance at her. But now that Fang Qingyou was standing right in front of him, he couldn't bear to look away.

However, Luo Qianmo's gaze was quickly drawn to the scratches on Fang Qingyou's arm.

"Are you injured?" Luo Qianmo frowned, his worry evident in his eyes.

Fang Qingyou quickly smiled and withdrew her hand: "These are just some superficial injuries. I'll just apply some ointment and I'll be fine."

These superficial injuries would be fine even if left untreated, but Fang Qingyou doesn't want to have scars, so she will definitely use medication.

Luo Qianmo stopped asking about Fang Qingyou's injuries, but a cold glint flashed across his eyes.

Once he finds out which force those fanged masked assassins belong to, he will definitely avenge Fang Qingyou himself.

How dare they hurt his woman! He will make them pay a heavy price!

"Luo Qianmo, thank you so much this time. I, Fang Qingyou, will always remember your life-saving grace and never forget it!" Fang Qingyou's eyes were full of gratitude, but then her expression became serious: "Luo Qianmo, there's one thing I really hope you can promise me. No matter how critical the situation is in the future, I hope you will always put your own life first and not do anything foolish again, okay?!"