Demoness’s Art of Vengeance Chapter 73: Ye Xiuwen’s suspicion
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At night, the temperature in the cave dropped again and again, and the haystacks that Jun Xiaomo had piled up in the center of the cave were about to burn out, leaving only a few sparks leaping in the dark ashes, emitting a dark red light.
Ye Xiuwen, who was lying by the campfire, moved his arms and slowly opened his eyes.
"Um..." Ye Xiuwen raised his tired hand and rubbed his forehead. This action drew on the wound on his shoulder, causing a burst of pain. Ye Xiuwen discovered that there was a strong smell of blood in the cave, and the white clothes on his body seemed to be soaked in black blood, occupied by large areas of dried blood, looking shocking.
The scenes before the complete coma flashed in Ye Xiuwen's mind, and finally froze in a warm embrace and a soft touch on his shoulders.
Yes, when Jun Xiaomo sucked the poisonous blood out of Ye Xiuwen's body, Ye Xiuwen did not completely lose his mind, half-conscious and half-awake, everything Jun Xiaomo did was slowly carved into him. In the memory. Although he could not judge what Jun Xiaomo did at the time, he saw that he looked serious, but in fact there was no serious injury. How could he not guess what the other party did during his semi-coma matter?
Ye Xiuwen turned his eyes to "Yao Mo" who was lying on the side with complicated eyes. He didn't expect that the other party would do this for himself.
Soon, he discovered that the situation of "Yao Mo" seemed to be a bit wrong. The thin "boy" curled up on the other side of the bonfire with frowning, and there was a trace of dark red blood on the corner of his mouth. He was helpless. The group became a ball, and his eyes were closed and trembling there.
"Yao Mo!" Ye Xiuwen hurriedly sat up. The weakness of his body still made him a little strenuous, but he couldn't take care of that much, so he hurried to the side of "Yao Mo" and patted him lightly. On the shoulder, he whispered again, "Xiao Mo?"
Jun Xiaomo sucked poisonous blood for Ye Xiuwen. Although most of them vomited out, a small part was inevitably swallowed in. The toxin of Qingyun Python is equivalent to being diluted a lot in this case, it is not a big problem in fact, but it still has to be painful for a day and a half. It was the time when the toxins were onset, coupled with the fact that the temperature in the cave was too low and it was uncomfortable inside and out, Jun Xiaomo's body was naturally a little overwhelmed.
Not to mention, she still has a fever.
"Squeak!" Xiao Tuanmo found that Ye Xiuwen was awake, and quickly ran to the haystack on the side of the cave, bounced on it, and yelled "Squeak" several times.
Ye Xiuwen understood the meaning of the little dumpling. He walked to the haystack and returned with a large pile of hay. He piled it on the ashes of the burnt dry grass and lit a bonfire again.
The blazing fire ignited, illuminating the cave in an instant. Jun Xiaomo felt warm when he was half asleep and half awake, so he couldn't help but leaned toward the campfire.
But she was so close that she touched Mars with her hair. Ye Xiuwen hurried over and carried Jun Xiaomo away from the fire. Jun Xiaomo, who was far from the warmth of the fire, frowned more tightly, and struggled uncomfortably.
"Be patient and bear it, and it won't be cold soon." Ye Xiuwen patted Jun Xiaomo comfortingly. Then quickly took out a thick quilt from the storage ring and wrapped Jun Xiaomo firmly, revealing only a delicate little head.
Jun Xiaomo also covered Ye Xiuwen with a quilt before, but that quilt was soaked by the blood from Ye Xiuwen's body. If you put it on Jun Xiaomo's body, it will definitely be very cold, so Ye Xiuwen He took out a new quilt and covered it with Jun Xiaomo.
"Cold..." Jun Xiaomo murmured uncomfortably. Ye Xiuwen had no choice but to hug her tighter, hoping to warm her up in this way.
"Squeak..." Xiao Tuanzi glanced at Jun Xiaomo sadly, then glanced down at his small paw and small body, and finally turned around and stopped looking here.
Jun Xiaomo's teeth are still shaking slightly, but they are much better than before. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she still seemed very disturbed even in sleep and coma.
In fact, she was dreaming, having **** nightmares one after another. The nightmare of the previous life broke out in her subconscious once again when she was fragile, making her inevitably trapped in this series of In the memory.
"Master...Brother...I'm sorry..." Jun Xiaomo groaned in pain, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes.
The light of this little water was not obvious in the darkness. Ye Xiuwen didn't see the tears of "Yao Mo", but heard the groan of "him".
Brother? Didn't "Yao Mo" mean that he was just a casual cultivator and didn't enter the martial art? Why is there a "senior brother"?
The doubts in Ye Xiuwen's heart only disappeared in a flash, without delving into it.
But immediately, Jun Xiaomo made a low call unconsciously again, like a sob, with a small nasal sound: "Brother Ye...I'm sorry..."
Ye Xiuwen's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked down at "Yao Mo" in a daze.
At this time, "Yao Mo"'s head was still buried in his arms, only a small back of his head was exposed. The ink-colored hair of "Junior" was spread out, and it looked as soft as black silk.
Ye Xiuwen didn't realize until now that "Yao Mo" not only behaves very much like Junior Junior Sisters, but also looks like a hundred percent of his figure and back.
If "Yao Mo" stands with the little junior sister, with the same hair and back to him, Ye Xiuwen is really not sure that he can distinguish the two of them.
Ye Xiuwen's heartbeat jumped twice quickly, and then slowly calmed down.
Is this possible? Ye Xiuwen laughed at himself, thinking that he must be stunned--how could he think that "Yao Mo" was Jun Xiaomo? You know, Junior Sister had only practiced the fire spells of the Qi training period before, so how could she have come into contact with formation spells, puppets, talismans and the like? Not to mention the flexible use of them to deal with Ke Xinwen.
Ye Xiuwen's eyes darkened, and he continued to hold "Yao Mo" tightly in his arms, but his eyes looked at the top of the cave... There was a cave that had an entrance straight to the outside, narrow and dark. , The starlight from the outside can't penetrate, and the situation inside can't be sent out.
Ye Xiuwen's eyes became far-reaching and long. At this moment, no one could see what the first disciple of Rin Tianfeng was thinking.
On the other hand, since Jun Xiaomo and Ye Xiuwen have not returned to the camp for several hours, the Xuyang Sect disciples had to split up and search for their whereabouts--they would not care much about the life and death of "Yao Mo". But Ye Xiuwen was after all the first disciple of the peak master of Xuyang Zonglin Tianfeng, and it was a big deal to lose him.
At least, if you want to see people when you die, you have to see corpses. These people must give Rin Tianfeng an explanation.
However, after searching for most of the day, not to mention the figure, the corner of the clothes was not found, only a huge wild boar lying there, the traces on his body looked like Ye Xiuwen’s wind blade left. .
"Strange, why did Brother Ye kill this wild boar but didn't take it away? Where did he go with Yao Mo?" one of the disciples said in confusion.
"Who knows, I think Brother Ye is always fascinating." Another disciple said with a slight dissatisfaction. He felt that Ye Xiuwen always had different opinions from most of them. It was like treating "Yao Mo". It was obvious that they belonged to the same sect, and Ye Xiuwen had to turn his elbow out. Mixed with the "Yao Mo" of unknown origin.
Has Brother Ye forgot how much humiliation that "Yao Mo" once gave to Xuyangzong? ! It can be seen that the sect raised a white-eyed wolf.
Ke Xinwen looked at what was left from the scene, and couldn't tell whether it was Ye Xiuwen or the blood stains of other animals. His eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips hooked unnoticeably.
Even if he is likely to be reprimanded by Qin Lingyu for killing "Yao Mo" by mistake? He felt a burst of pleasure when he could kill the two most hated people in his heart.
Even if Qin Lingyu would punish himself for this, he would admit it! Ke Xinwen thought triumphantly, but when he thought of Qin Lingyu's control over him, his heart surged again.
Heh, when he thinks of a way to get rid of Qin Lingyu's control, he must make him look good!
Qin Lingyu also followed everyone, searching for the whereabouts of Ye Xiuwen and "Yao Mo" without a word. To be honest, he didn't really mind that "Yao Mo" was killed. Anyway, all he wanted to capture was the contents of the "Yao Mo" storage ring. But the prerequisite for the capture is to find the location of "Yao Mo". If "Yao Mo" was eaten completely by the spirit beast, where would he go to find that little ring?
So, for whatever reason, he would take the Xuyang Sect disciples to search the woods a few times.
"Senior Brother Qin, it's getting late, shall we continue to search?" one of Xuyang Sect's disciples asked breathlessly.
They searched this forest for a long time in order to find Ye Xiuwen and "Yao Mo". I had been on the road for several days, but I stopped today to fix it, but I didn't expect it to be disturbed by Ye Xiuwen's disappearance.
In this group, several of the disciples' faces were not very good, and they were full of resentment towards Ye Xiuwen and "Yao Mo".
"Forget it, let's go back." Qin Lingyu ordered, "We will wait another day tomorrow. If we can't wait for anyone, we will leave."
——Although I really want to get the storage ring in the hands of "Yao Mo", the task of the sect is even more important. If it is delayed for too long, the task of the sect may be difficult to complete. This is obviously not worth the gain.
What's more, wait another day, if Ye Xiuwen and "Yao Mo" still haven't come back, maybe they will really be buried in the belly of the beast.
The others breathed a sigh of relief, followed Qin Lingyu and Ke Xinwen, and returned to the camp on the same route.
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A safe and sound night passed quietly, and the morning sun from the horizon illuminates the entire earth and penetrates into this dense wood.
Ye Xiuwen and Jun Xiaomo were still in the cave. Although they couldn't see the sun shining on the earth, they could roughly calculate the time they appeared.
Jun Xiaomo finally survived a night of alternating pain and cold, and his body gradually warmed up. Ye Xiuwen wrapped her too tightly. After her body stopped getting cold and chills, Jun Xiaomo felt a little sultry in a dazed manner, so he pulled out two slender arms from the quilt and encircled Ye Xiuwen's fine and strong one. The firm waist rubbed against his arms.
Ye Xiuwen: "..."
I don't know why, after thinking that "Yao Mo is likely to be Jun Xiaomo" once, he felt that being close to "Yao Mo" became embarrassing. Even if he repeatedly warned himself that "Yao Mo" could not be Jun Xiaomo, but the similarities between the two in details would still make Ye Xiuwen's mental construction that Ye Xiuwen had just completed failed again and again.
Just like now, the "boy"'s fluffy head is facing him, and his cheeks are buried in his arms, like an attached little beast.
In this kind of situation where he can't see his face, Ye Xiuwen will always have the "illusion" that the person in his arms is not someone else at this time, but it happens to be Jun Xiaomo.
Ye Xiuwen closed his eyes and once again eliminated this unrealistic "illusion" from his heart.
But sometimes, once the clip of doubt is opened, it is difficult to put it away. Sooner or later, Ye Xiuwen will find more similarities between "Yao Mo" and Jun Xiaomo.
"Um..." Jun Xiaomo groaned in Ye Xiuwen's arms and moved. Ye Xiuwen lowered his head and looked at Jun Xiaomo. At this moment, Jun Xiaomo's eyelashes also moved.
Slowly, Jun Xiaomo opened his eyes.
Jun Xiaomo looked at the blood-stained white clothes in front of him with a dazed expression, then followed the white clothes and looked up, first on the chest, then the neck, and finally, met a pair of deep eyes.
That...what's the situation now? When Jun Xiaomo first woke up, his dull brain was agitated, and he was stuck again.