Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 192 Weird Pulse

Mu Yao raised her hand and placed it on Xiao Douxue's wrist, the look in her eyes becoming more solemn.

The meridians of his limbs, as well as the muscles and bones of his vital parts, were all severely damaged to varying degrees. Without the best elixir, it would probably take more than a year to recover. As for his martial arts, if he wanted to return to his peak state, there was no hope at all if his body was not fully recovered.

Mu Yao tried her best to restrain her tears from welling up in her eyes.

"You have a good rest. I'll come back to accompany you after I tell Chu Tang and Wu Shang some things."

"How long will it take?" Xiao Douxue asked hurriedly with red eyes. He knew that he could not be compared with those two in his wife's heart, and he was afraid that his wife would never come back and leave him alone in Ghost Valley to heal his wounds.

"An hour at most." Mu Yao leaned over again and hugged his snow-white neck, resting her head on his cheek and whispering comfortingly.

Xiao Douxue finally felt relieved after hearing Mu Yao say this. He knew that as long as his wife said she would come back, she would definitely come back, just like she promised to marry him.

As for the pain, he was not worried at all. His father had two panaceas left by his ancestors, which were enough for him to recover.

Mu Yao, Shi Jingchan and others didn't know what Xiao Douxue was thinking. They discussed his condition in detail outside the hospital.

"Master Shi, I want to refine some pills for Dou Xue. I wonder if I can buy some medicinal materials from the valley?" Mu Yao asked politely.

She hasn't thought of a specific prescription for treating Xiao Douxue yet, but she can first make some tonic pills to strengthen his body.

"Niece-in-law, your father-in-law and I have been friends for many years. It's so formal of you to call him Valley Master Shi all the time." Shi Xianhe said with a kind smile.

The more he looked at the girl in front of him, the more he liked her. It was just that she had too many husbands. But it was understandable. A hero could not resist beauty. It would be strange if she was so beautiful and had only one husband.

Mu Yao hesitated for a moment, looked at the Valley Master and his wife, and called sweetly, "Uncle Shi, Aunt Shi."

Shi Xianhe nodded with satisfaction.

Hua Yuerong didn't have a daughter. She took Mu Yao's hand and smiled warmly, "Okay, okay, from now on Jingchan will be your brother. Just call him Big Brother."

"Mom, I am three years younger than Pavilion Master Xiao. It is not appropriate for Yaoyao to call me big brother. It is better to call me by my name." Shi Jingchan looked at Mu Yao with a faint smile in his eyes.

Hua Yuerong paused, she was careless, and quickly changed her words: "That makes sense. Yaoyao, Jingchan's name is Lingjun, from now on you can call him Jingchan or Lingjun."

Mu Yao's eyes flickered slightly, and she always felt that there was a burning heat hidden under Shi Jingchan's cold eyes. Due to the feelings of the two elders, she reluctantly agreed.

"Jingchan, take Yaoyao to the medicine store and check it out." Shi Xianhe pulled Hua Yuerong back and urged.

After the two left, Hua Yuerong told Shi Xianhe her thoughts.

"Xianhe, what do you think of Yaoyao? She looks like a perfect match for our son."

There were very few young girls in the Poison Valley, and even if there were any, they would have left the valley early to travel. Shi Jingchan had never met many young women since he was a child, let alone those who looked like Mu Yao.

She could see that her son was interested.

Shi Xianhe's eyes were filled with some confusion: "This girl has had eight husbands. If Jingchan marries her, I'm afraid she won't be able to stay in the Poison Valley for long. There's nothing certain about this matter, so don't worry about it."

"What about the living immortal that Dou Xue mentioned?" Hua Yuerong asked.

"This immortal herb should be used as little as possible. If Dan Pavilion does not have a treasure comparable to it to exchange for it, it must not be touched. When they ask about it, you must not interrupt. I will make the final decision."

Living immortals are the lifeblood of the Poison Valley. The effects of this immortal herb are far more than just keeping one young. Take Xiao Douxue's serious injury this time as an example. If a little bit of it is added when refining the elixir, its effect will at least triple.

He is not bragging, the magical herb stored in the Poison Valley is probably the only one left in the entire Yunqi.

At this moment, Shi Jingchan was taking Mu Yao to the largest medicine storehouse in the Poison Valley.

This medicine storehouse covers an area of ​​one thousand acres. It not only stores various medicinal materials, but also plants many rare shade-tolerant flowers and plants.

Mu Yao and Shi Jingchan had been inside for two hours and had not yet completed a circle.

"Yaoyao, besides what you said, is there anything else you want?" Shi Jingchan asked calmly, his eyes still cold, his tone still the same. But today he was twisting the beads very slowly, so slowly that it was almost imperceptible.

Mu Yao shook her head: "No more, how much silver do these herbs cost?"

She remembered that Xiao Douxue brought a thick stack of silver when he went out. If that was not enough, Chu Tang and Wushang must have some on them.

Shi Jingchan stopped twisting the strings in his hands and looked at her calmly with his eyes lowered.

There seemed to be a galaxy hidden in his eyes, with countless stars shining in them.

When their eyes met, their souls intertwined, as if they were struck by electricity, and brilliant sparks burst out.

In a flash, Mu Yao avoided his gaze and turned slightly to the side.

Those eyes were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. They seemed to have a fatal attraction that could draw people's thoughts into an endless vortex and disperse into the void.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Yao coughed lightly and changed the subject, asking, "Why are you twirling this string of white jade beads in your hand?"

Shi Jingchan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he walked to her side, raised a smile that eclipsed the heavens and the earth, and replied: "This string of white jade Buddhist beads is specially made to suppress the strange poison in my body."

Toxic in the body?

Mu Yao was shocked and looked at him fiercely: "What kind of strange poison is that?"

Before she finished speaking, she regretted it and coughed with a slightly embarrassed look on her face: "I was too abrupt."

"It doesn't matter."

Erlang approached her again. Mu Yao lowered her eyes and felt that her head was tightly covered by a shadow.

She shrank back in panic, accidentally bumping into the medicine cabinet behind her. She instantly reached out to catch the falling porcelain bottle, but was caught firmly by the boy beside her.

His broad palm tightly wrapped around her tender little hand, took the medicine bottle out of her palm and put it back in its place.

The cold touch caused Mu Yao to shudder. She frowned slightly and subconsciously put her backhand on his wrist.

In a flash, both of them were stunned.

No... I...

Curiosity killed the cat. Now, even if I jump into the Yellow River, I can’t explain it.

Mu Yao quickly retracted her left hand, but the other party grabbed her hand again even faster.

"Aren't you curious about what poison I was poisoned with?"

At the moment when Mu Yao was stunned, Shi Jingchan had already taken her left hand and covered his wrist again.

Her heartbeat was faster than her pulse, and every beat took her breath away.

The scent of gardenia on Erlang's body wafted through her nose, and the strong smell of hormones emanated from her, startling her so much that she held her breath.

"how?"

A magnetic, deep voice sounded in her ears, instantly bringing her back to her thoughts.

He used a little force with his fingers to feel the pulse, and suddenly a cold sweat ran down his back.

Mu Yao had never felt such a strange pulse before. It was neither the pulse of a living person nor the pulse of a dead person.

This is - the living dead?

The inexplicable fear in my eyes gradually deepened, a cold air lingered at the tip of my nose, and my legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. I wanted to escape immediately but I couldn't move at all.

"You..." She suppressed her palpitations and moved her lips, but she could not utter another word.

Shi Jingchan's expression remained calm, but there was an imperceptible gloom in his eyes.

He twisted a Buddhist bead heavily, and a familiar minty scent wrapped in the sweet fragrance of peach blossom nectar instantly spread, making Mu Yao's mind clear again, and her rapid and powerful heartbeat slowly returned to normal.

The distance in front of them suddenly widened, which seemed both deliberate and distant in Mu Yao's eyes.

"let's go."

The boy strode forward in the front, never once looking back along the way.