MTL - When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish-Chapter 517 throat tickle

For the next few days, Jiang Mo and Yun Qingyue will probably be busy.

During the day, the two worked **** their own, Jiang Mo went everywhere to challenge and score points, and Yun Qingyue took his juniors and sisters out to experience demon slaying. Fortunately, at night, they would always return to Purple Cloud Peak—Jiang Mo had completed his challenge, and Yun Qingyue was because the power of the magic barrier would increase at night, so the sect did not support the disciples to spend the night outside for the time being.

This is good news for Jiang Mo, in addition to meeting each other every night to comfort lovesickness, it also saves her from worrying about her senior sister. After all, although the senior sister has a high level of cultivation, there are always people with higher cultivation levels than her in the hostile camp.

Facts have proved that Jiang Mo's worries were not superfluous. When she came back that night, she found that her senior sister was injured.

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In the evening, the sky under the rain and fog was misty, and it was already very gloomy before sunset.

When Jiang Mo flew back to Ziyun Peak, he saw lights on the peak from a long distance away. Seeing this, she was still a little surprised, because the senior sister came back earlier than usual today - the guarding formation is opened and closed by the head of Qing Xiao every day, and this time is not fixed, for fear that the other party will set up an ambush early if they find out. Therefore, Jiang Mo didn't think too much about the early opening of the big formation today and the early return of the senior sister.

She speeded up, flew back excitedly and landed directly in the courtyard of the small courtyard, opened the door and shouted: "Senior sister, I'm back." The shoulders are all covered.

Jiang Mo was startled, and immediately realized something, and rushed forward a few steps: "Senior sister, what's wrong with you, are you injured?"

As she spoke, she quickly looked up and down with her eyes. However, perhaps Yun Qingyue had already changed her clothes, maybe she was born with a love of cleanliness and had already used cleaning techniques. Apart from the messy clothes, Jiang Mo didn't find any trace of blood.

However, the tiger's nose is very sharp. Although Yun Qingyue didn't have any traces on his clothes, Jiang Mo still smelled the smell of blood in the air that had not completely dissipated. This made her frown tightly, and her sullen face really had three points of majesty as a supervisor.

Yun Qingyue clasped his shirted hands for a while, but did not deny it, but just wrote lightly: "It's just a small injury."

Jiang Mo knew that her senior sister wouldn't lie, so she relaxed her frowning brows a little, but she still felt sorry for her senior sister's injury, and she didn't feel at ease—the senior sister went out to meet a demon, and demon barriers were everywhere outside the formation. Just like when they were injured before, they had to go to Leichi to soak in the magic energy, no matter how small the injury was, it was very troublesome.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo reached out and grabbed Yun Qingyue's shirt, and gently lifted it out: "Then let me see your injury." Now she is not so shy when she lifts up the other party's clothes, after all, she has seen everything before. up.

Yun Qingyue pressed her clothes and did not let her move: "No need, it's really a small injury, it will be healed tomorrow."

She didn't seem to be lying. When Jiang Mo looked up, he didn't see the slightest sign of guilt on her face. But Jiang Mo just felt that something was wrong, so his stubborn temper came up. He grabbed the other party's clothes and didn't let go, but he didn't dare to use force indiscriminately: "Since it's a minor injury, let me see it. Cover up, are you lying to me?"

When Yun Qingyue heard this, her hands paused slightly, and her fingertips loosened by two points unconsciously—she has always been a frank person, and she would not deceive the other party in small matters. It was true that she said it was a minor injury, and a flesh injury was a minor injury to her.

Jiang Mo didn't think too much about it. Seeing Yun Qingyue's hands were slightly loose, his eyes lit up, and he quickly pulled out the clothes she was holding. Then the white robe slipped off, revealing the snow-white skin beneath it... It's a pity that Jiang Mo didn't have time to feel charming, and took a breath, because she had already seen the "slight wound" in the mouth of the senior sister.

It was a wound cut obliquely on Yun Qingyue's back shoulder. The wound was more than a foot long and **** deep, as if it wanted to split her body open. Even though the bleeding had been stopped, the scarlet wound looked extremely terrifying.

Jiang Mo's breathing stagnated, his lips trembled a few times before he could make a sound: "This, this is the small injury you mentioned?!"

Yun Qingyue's long hair was pushed to the other shoulder. She was facing Jiang Mo with her back at the moment. Even if she couldn't see the change in her expression, she could still hear the slight tremor in her voice. I don't know why my heart was in a mess, and I quickly explained: "It's just a flesh wound. After using the elixir, it will be restored tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he paused, and then said: "The wound was not so deep, it was just contaminated with demonic energy. I gouged out some myself, and it looked more serious."

This is probably Yun Qingyue's exclusive method. When he was injured, he froze the wound immediately to avoid further infection by the magic energy. After returning, in order to avoid wasting time in Lei Chi, he simply adopted such a simple and crude method.

Yun Qingyue didn't take it to heart, and even thought it was convenient to deal with it this way. However, when Jiang Mo heard her explanation and looked at her wound, which was obviously caused by a sneak attack, his heart ached beyond measure. She hugged her senior sister's shoulders, carefully avoiding her wounds: "Ayue, what are you, what are you..."

Why are you so stupid? Why are you so ruthless? Jiang Mo didn't know what to say.

But she was distressed, very distressed. She wanted to touch the wound but didn't dare at all, and wanted to help the other party treat the wound, but the other party was obviously more skilled than her, and the wound had obviously been treated.

In the end, the thousands of words that Jiang Mo choked in his throat turned into one sentence: "Ayue, does it hurt?"

Yun Qingyue didn't think that, she had been practicing for many years, and she had suffered more than these injuries? Not to mention the injury, she has suffered from thunder calamity all these years, and when she was struck by the thunder calamity, she was so scorched and tender, and even almost lost her body and spirit, it hurt much more than this.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Yun Qingyue said so, and even smiled.

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The senior sister wasn't trying to be brave, she said she was fine, she was really fine, these flesh wounds healed quickly after using the elixir. Even when Jiang Mo was still feeling sorry for his senior sister, when he inadvertently raised his eyes, he could see that new granulation was already growing in the wound.

Jiang Mo knew that the monks had strong recovery power and the pills were also very powerful, but this was the first time he saw this scene with his own eyes.

"Here, Ayue, are you in pain now?" Jiang Mo asked cautiously, and because he saw that the wound was recovering quickly, he became more courageous. She raised a finger and poked around the wound with a distance of one or two inches.

Yun Qingyue's body trembled immediately, and Jiang Mo was startled: "Yes, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

Looking at the frightened little tiger who retracted his hand, Yun Qingyue pursed his lips and shook his head slowly: "It doesn't hurt. It's just... a little itchy."

It is common knowledge that the flesh on the wound will itch. Even if the elixir in the cultivation world is miraculous, using the elixir can speed up the recovery of the wound, but the itching will not decrease, on the contrary, it will become more serious—the itching of new flesh growth will burst out intensively, the process is not long, but It's tougher. Normally, Yun Qingyue would have tolerated it easily, but being poked by Jiang Mo's itchy hand, it was a little unbearable for a while.

Jiang Mo also noticed it, and felt a little sorry, but he didn't know what to do to relieve it. As soon as his brain froze, he leaned forward and blew on the senior sister's wound, only to see that the senior sister's body shrank again, and goose bumps appeared on her fair skin.

"Forget it, don't move." Yun Qingyue couldn't stand the little tiger's Meng Lang, so he grabbed him back.

Jiang Mo drooped his head, looking like he had done something wrong, and looked pitiful.

Seeing this, Yun Qingyue couldn't help being angry, and couldn't help laughing. After seeing the little tiger's pitiful appearance for a while, he couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted. In the end, she had no choice but to soften her brows first, and took the initiative to lean up and kiss the little tiger on the face, comforting: "I'm not angry, and I don't blame you, really."

Jiang Mo was feeling annoyed, and felt his cheeks soften, and then heard his senior sister coaxing him softly, how could he care about being disappointed? She raised her head all of a sudden, her eyes sparkled, and her drooping ears perked up again.

Yun Qingyue also had a smile in his eyes when he saw that she was in good spirits, and she always felt that a radiant face was the best match for her.

But he didn't want the little tiger to push his feet, leaned over and kissed back and forth, and said confidently: "Return the gift."

Naturally, Yun Qingyue wasn't annoyed, and instead had a quarrel with Jiang Mo. Unknowingly, time passed, and he forgot the itchy wound on his back shoulder. Jiang Mo obviously noticed this too, so he became more and more noisy, hoping to divert attention and make the senior sister feel better. As a result, she lost her sense of proportion when she was making a fuss, and the atmosphere gradually became heated, and she was also pressed on the bed by the senior sister.

Jiang Mo recovered, feeling a little subtle, but she didn't think about what would happen—she didn't mind it, but the senior sister was injured today, and she was injured on her back shoulder, so it was clear that nothing would happen.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo felt a little lost for no reason. Pulling her thoughts away from the previous incident, she put her arms around her senior sister's waist, and suggested quite seriously: "Senior sister, shall I go out with you to fight against the enemy from tomorrow? With me here, I will definitely not let people come from you again." It hurt you in the back." As for her own task, it's a big deal to delay or postpone it.

The voice fell, and there was no response for a long time. Jiang Mo was about to look down, when he suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, and a piece of warmth stuck to it.