Chapter 7： Fellow prisoner

Chi Muyao slept deeply.

However, Xi Huai was awake all the time. In this lonely environment, Chi Muyao's even breathing sound was extremely loud, and he could still feel his clothes being pulled very hard.

He didn't say anything, didn't bother him, waiting for Chi Muyao to wake up.

The greatest patience of his life is reflected in this cave.

Since he remembered, Xi Huai hadn't slept much.

It seems that the entire cultivation world is using meditation and breath adjustment to replace sleep, and even save time for bathing to practice. It is rare to see Chi Muyao who still needs to sleep.

He once felt that these trivial things were a waste of time, but now he suddenly changed his mind and unexpectedly envied Chi Muyao's ability to sleep.

At least he was tortured by the horned dragon flame every day, fearing that it would be difficult for him to enjoy a good sleep in his life.

He was awake, so he felt distinct. He noticed that Chi Muyao suddenly breathed wildly, then moved his feet very slowly, and loosened his clothes again.

He curled up the corners of his mouth and did not laugh, pretending that he hadn't noticed.

After a long time, Chi Muyao moved under the quilt as if he had just woke up.

He took the initiative to greet Chi Muyao: "Is the injury better?"

Chi Muyao coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment: "Well, it's better than at the beginning, but it's not completely better."

After all, it is a basic powder, and it cannot be cured instantly.

Chi Muyao adjusted his posture and lay down on the stone bed with his hands folded in front of him, his chin resting on his arms, and he could only see the darkness when he raised his head.

Xi Huai was trapped and could only keep his face up.

Chi Muyao had a back injury and could only lie on the stone bed.

Two people kept such a positive and negative posture in a bed to avoid the cold, Chi Muyao whispered to Xi Huai: "Can I touch the wound before your arm?"

"Yeah." Xi Huai did not refuse.

Chi Muyao stretched out a hand and touched Xi Huai's previously bitten wound very carefully, and gently stroked the skin with his fingertips, feeling that there were no scars on the skin, as if he had never been injured.

After confirming this, he immediately withdrew his hand, muttering: "It's pretty good, no growth."

Xi Huai was puzzled: "What is hyperplasia?"

"Just... no scars are left, so there will be no scars behind me, right?"

"Even if your powder is of poor quality, it also contains a certain amount of spiritual power, has a repairing effect, and does not leave scars."

Chi Muyao breathed a sigh of relief after listening.

Xi Huai laughed suddenly and asked, "Are you disciples of the Hehuan Sect are all stinky and care about scars?"

"After all, it's not good-looking."

"But the scars on your body can't be seen by others..." Xi Huai paused when he said that, thinking about the need for a moment, and suddenly became cold, "After you get out of the cave, will you still double repair with other people? Or with a man? Double repair?"

Chi Muyao quickly shook his head and denied: "No."

"But you are a disciple of the Hehuan Sect."

"I was also a disciple of the Hehuan Sect 80 years ago, and I have never practiced with anyone."

"But you did double cultivation with me in order to survive."

"Well, isn't this also going to save you by the way?"

"Then if there are similar situations in the future, will you double repair with others?"

Chi Muyao really thought about it for a while, and then replied, "I don't know."

Suddenly Xi Huai was angry, and asked with a more serious tone: "Don't know?"

Chi Muyao felt very absurd, and replied: "How can it be so unlucky that every time I get to this knot, I will be caught in the cave, and I can only break the prohibition by practicing? So this question is useless after thinking about it, it can't happen again. once."

Pian Sheng Xi Huai is extremely stubborn and insists on asking: "What if you really meet?"

"Maybe...Yes."

Xi Huai only felt that the blood was flowing to the sky, but he didn't know why.

After annoyed for a while, he suddenly said: "When your foundation period is not enough, you can go to Qing Zezong to find me."

"Huh?" Chi Muyao felt very shocked and didn't know what to say for a while.

"What I have are treasures of heaven, spirit and earth, and I can always feed you to the golden core period, so that you will have an extra five hundred years of life."

After listening to Chi Muyao, he laughed, as if he didn't care, he squinted his arms and replied, "Actually, I can live for another two hundred years. I already feel that I have earned it. I really don't want anything else."

"If you don't want to double cultivation with others, there is no need to force..." Just come to me.

Chi Muyao didn't understand his deeper meaning. After all, he didn't say everything, but just answered: "I really don't plan to double cultivation with others."

When Xi Huai heard Chi Muyao's laughter, there was a burst of inexplicable curiosity.

He wanted to see what Chi Muyao looked like when he laughed.

In other words, he was curious about what Chi Muyao looked like.

But instead of saying directly, he said, "Are there any illuminated magical or treasured objects in your storage space?"

Chi Muyao had it, but he didn't want to take it out. After all, he didn't want Xi Huai to see his appearance, so it would be difficult to escape after he got out of the cave.

So he shook his head: "No."

"Then I will teach you the exercises to light a fire in the cave so that it can also be illuminated. It is always so dark and depressing."

"The cave is so big, the open flame will burn oxygen, causing a lack of oxygen."

"..." Is he talking human words? Why don't you understand?

After a long while, Xi Huai asked unwillingly, "Can you ignite it for an instant, I can help you see the wound."

"No, it's okay." Chi Muyao softly refused again.

Chi Muyao refused to let him see, but he had imagined many kinds of Chi Muyao's appearance in his mind.

The appearance of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is handsome, his figure seems slender and thin, he doesn't go out of the sect very much, and his skin is very fair.

Such a slender and white back had scars at the moment.

What did he look like when he drugged himself in the dark?

He suddenly became irritable with curiosity, and tried to think about how to see Chi Muyao's appearance.

It's a pity that he hadn't thought that Chi Muyao got up, covered his legs with a quilt to meditate, and healed himself.

In this case, Xi Huai would not bother him, and he was very quiet. After all, according to Chi Muyao's foundation, a little distraction might cause confusion.

After waiting a few more hours, Chi Muyao finished meditating, and Xi Huai was finally able to talk to him.

It's a pity that Chi Muyao hurried back into the quilt after meditation, curled up and said, "It's such a cold day, I really don't want to get out of the quilt for a while."

Xi Huai coaxed persistently: "You can make a fire for warmth."

"The fire will burn off the oxygen, oh, that is, the air, and we will be more uncomfortable then."

Xi Huai still refused to give up: "But..."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep."

"Sleep again?"

"Well, I like to sleep longer when I'm not feeling well."

Xi Huai closed his mouth again, forget it, he is injured, let him rest for a while.

Xi Huai was not a fool, and after several inquiries, he was sure that Chi Muyao didn't want him to see what he looked like.

He was puzzled, and Chi Muyao refused to ask or explain, he could only sulk himself.

I don't know good or bad!

Don't know how to praise!

If you don't see it, you don't see it!

Perhaps it was because he was depressed in his heart and wanted to find a way to vent, he brought up what he had always wanted to say: "Can you stop humming, yelling too hard, listening to it annoying."

Chi Muyao was ready to put on a blanket. He blushed after hearing this and nodded heavily in the dark.

Realizing that Xi Huai couldn't see it, he quickly said, "Well, well, I see."

This is the first time that the two of them cooperated in practice after Chi Muyao recovered from their injuries.

It wasn't the first time, Chi Muyao wouldn't be so unfamiliar anymore, but this time the slow progress of cultivation was to hold back the voice.

Xi Huai was still cooperating with his cultivation, but suddenly he smelled of blood.

At first he suspected that the wound on Chi Muyao's back had opened, but remembered that Chi Muyao was still sighing two days ago, that the wound on his back did not leave any scars. There are no scars, how can they crack?

This is not the first time the two practiced, and they should not bleed again.

He frowned, determined where the **** smell was coming from, and suddenly understood, and asked, "Hey, you won't bite your lip and bite your lip?"

Chi Muyao didn't speak, but his movements paused for a while.

This time he was more sure, and quickly said: "You don't have to bear it like this, you can just keep your voice down..."

However, Chi Muyao remained silent.

The smell of blood was still drifting into his nose, and he didn't know how badly the little idiot Chi Muyao bit, the back injury was good, and there was a new injury on his lips.

It is still caused by him.

He never thought it would be like this...

"Ajiu! Ajiu, I said you don't have to bear it anymore, I don't feel annoying, I just..."

That is... Hearing Chi Muyao's voice will make him feel hot and unbearable, his heart beats wildly uncontrollably, and his brain is also messed up.

Maybe Chi Muyao didn't make a sound, he could be better? Wouldn't you hate yourself being **** like this?

If you ask him what voice can most disturb his xinxing, it is definitely Chi Muyao's voice during cultivation.

But he couldn't say this, the bones were in his throat, which was extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, Chi Muyao asked very quietly: "I didn't make the noise on purpose... Am I slowly changing my job?"

This question made Xi Huai's heart tremble.

It was even more uncomfortable for him than when Chi Muyao refused to let him watch.

"No need to change." Xi Huai clenched his fists, really fed up with Chi Muyao's stupidity, and somehow couldn't bear his own weirdness, "You can do whatever you want. The previous words were just teasing you. I was wrong."

"Really?"

"Well, my character is bad, you don't need to care." He can only explain like this.

After this, Chi Muyao did not bite his lip anymore, but the voice was still much lower than before.

Xi Huai didn't mention it before. He hadn't noticed it yet. Only after being reminded did he realize that he was a bit presumptuous.

However, the price of enduring was that he choked again and finished the whole training process.

After practicing, Chi Muyao used a small washing technique to help the two of them clean up. After putting on a blanket to meditate, he said, "I meditated to absorb spiritual energy."

"Come here." Xi Huai said suddenly.

"what's happenin?"

"Let me touch your lips, is it badly hurt?"

"It's okay, no need."

"Then you come here too, I want to touch you, anywhere, come to my hands."

Xi Huai wanted to touch Chi Muyao, wherever he wanted, he was suddenly eager.

Ah Jiu’s fingertips are cold, and are they cold too?

Ah Jiu's wrist must be very thin, right?

What about the lips? Is it thin or thick? Are you still bleeding?

But Chi Muyao did not agree: "No."

"why?"

"Just don't, I'm cultivating." Chi Muyao ignored him and began to meditate.

The author has something to say:

The protagonist of others is blackened: relatives are killed by others, and loved ones are hurt by others.

My attack blackened: hold back.