Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 430
Regardless of the painful wound, Wugui stood up and walked towards the entrance of the cave, but found the enchantment at the entrance of the cave.

With his familiar breath, it was made of wooden branches.

Wugui hesitated for a moment, took back the foot that was about to step out, and sat down cross-legged on the large field of viburnum flowers.

He believed that Mu Zhi would not leave him alone, after all, otherwise, she would not be able to cast an enchantment at the entrance of the cave to protect him who was seriously injured and unconscious.

So, she left, there must be something, and she will come back later.And he wants to stay here and wait for her to come back.Otherwise, when Muzhi came back, what if he couldn't find anyone?
Wugui found a small box from the Qiankun bag, and inside was a pure white Qionghua.

That was what Mu Zhi gave him when he parted with Mu Zhi for the first time.After so many days, the viburnum still hasn't withered.

Wugui closed his eyes, feeling a faint pull.

No return hooked his lips, he knew that Mu Zhi hadn't gone far.

Moreover, judging from this seemingly absent traction, the wooden branches are approaching here.

This conclusion put Wugui in a good mood.

He obediently lay down on a carpet of viburnum, waiting for the wooden branch to come back.

When Mu Zhi came back on the moon, he saw such a scene.

The night pearl emits soft light, and the charming and beautiful monk sits on a large piece of pure white viburnum flowers. If his back is not covered in blood and flesh, his description would be quite embarrassing. Some people might think that he is an elf born under the moonlight.

After a brief absence, Mu Zhi realized what the purpose of his trip was, and hurried over.

"Wugui, how do you feel now? I'll help you deal with the wound first."

"I'm fine now, but my back hurts a little, nothing else. Just trouble Qiong Zhi!"

Homeless's voice was soft.

No one could have imagined that the notorious demon monk Wugui would have such a tender side.If you say it, even the ghost will be scared to death again.

Feeling good at this time.Because Mu Zhi didn't leave him behind, but went to find medicine for him.

Muzhi is ignorant of the feeling of being homeless, and she is struggling with the pile of herbs she brought back.Since there is no such thing as a pill furnace, we can only use the most primitive method, external application.

Muzhi looked for a medicine pestle and pounded the herbs into a puree, then asked Wugui: "Wugui, do you... have a dagger? I need to cut your clothes off."

The flesh and blood on Wugui's back was already stuck to the clothes, so it was impossible to take off the clothes, so he had to cut the clothes, clean the wound, and finally apply the medicine.

Wugui was taken aback: "Dagger? No, just tear it open."

With Budu, Wugui never thought of needing other weapons.

"...Then, that's the only way to go."

A look of distress flashed in Mu Zhi's eyes.

How painful it is to tear it apart!

Wu Gui sees Mu Zhi's pain in his eyes, and his heart is slightly sweet.

This little pain is nothing to him because he has been on the verge of life and death for so many years, and he has suffered more serious injuries.

"I... I will take it easy."

Muzhi pinched the corner of Wugui's clothes with his fingers, his hands trembling slightly.

"Just tear it off, cut the mess with a sharp knife, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain."

No return encourages Mu Zhi.

As soon as Mu Zhi gritted his teeth, he closed his eyes and used his hands hard.

In the empty cave, there was a crisp cracking sound.

Zhou Shi Wugui was ready, but he still couldn't help but gasped.

He could feel the burning pain in his back, and he must be bleeding again.

Wugui's already pale face became even paler.

(End of this chapter)