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Chapter Twenty Eight

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    When I returned to the room, a cool moonlight shone in through the window, and it was already Haishi.  There was no sound of people on the street, except for the occasional barking of dogs in the distance, everything was completely silent.

    Today can be regarded as a very tossing, Si Mingxu yawned, performed a cleansing technique, and walked to the bed.

    He had just sat down by the bed, and before he had time to pull off the quilt, Xiao Heng came over with a towel and ointment, stood quietly by the bed, and looked down at him.

    Si Mingxu froze for a moment, then remembered that Xiao Heng was going to put medicine on his hands.  In fact, after taking the medicine last night, he was much better today, and he almost forgot about it.

    He actually doesn't like the sticky feeling of the ointment, but today's incident with Li Liangxiao made him feel a little guilty, so he took the initiative to stretch out his hand obediently.

    Xiao Heng half-kneeled in front of the bed, gently holding his hand, dipped the ointment in clean cotton, and carefully applied it to the back of the hand and the wound on the tiger's mouth.

    The young man squeezed this slender and beautiful hand, and suddenly had a disrespectful thought in his heart-if he pulled hard, this person would fall into his arms and he would never look at other people again.

    His heart beat violently, and then subconsciously shook his head slightly, as if to shake off this ridiculous idea.

    Seeing him stop suddenly, Si Mingxu asked, "What's wrong?"

    Xiao Heng pursed his lips: "It's nothing. Brother Mingxu, the tiger's mouth on your hand is deeply wounded. Be careful not to get wet in the past few days."

    "Well, I will be careful."

    The boy nodded, wrapped up his hand with a clean cloth, then took the other hand of Simingxu, and began to apply the medicine slowly.

    For some reason, this time he didn't use cotton to dip in the ointment. Instead, he dug a little ointment with his index finger and daubed it gently on the wound on the back of his hand.  The young man's fingertips caressed the back of the white hand, feeling the muscles and bones under the smooth flesh, and a shudder suddenly shuddered in his heart.

    When I was in Bixiao City, I once put medicine on this man's shoulders.  At that time, he only felt slightly strange.  But at this moment when he suddenly remembered this old incident, those dark memories were so clear that the young man's heart felt like a drum beating.

    His fingertips brushed across the tiger's mouth. Apart from fresh lacerations, there were also a few slight scars on the tiger's mouth.  That was what he had left when he bit this man the day he left the prison.  The young man looked down at the shallow teeth marks, and suddenly had the urge to take another bite.  Perhaps, it can also bite in other places

    He must be crazy.

    Xiao Heng reluctantly finished administering the medicine to Sim Mingxu, and hurriedly stood up: "Brother Mingxu, I'll pack up my things, you go to bed first."

    Si Mingxu blinked his eyes, watching the male lead disappearing through the door like a rabbit, feeling a little puzzled

    Could it be the matter of Li Liangxiao and Qixia Villa, the hero is still very concerned and doesn't want to see himself?  Then why did he rub the medicine on himself?

    Alas, forget it, I have a headache, I don't want to.  He pressed his temple, flicked out the candle by the bed, and lay down on his side.

    When Xiao Heng finished packing up the towel and ointment and returned to the room, Si Mingxu had already fallen asleep.  The room was dimly lit except for a single candle burning on the table.  That cluster of flickering little flames was left for him by that man.

    Xiao Heng walked lightly and walked to the bed.  Si Mingxu slept soundly and breathed evenly, his black hair was scattered on the pillow.

    The boy was a little dazed.

    He stood there in a daze for a moment, and finally sat down gently on the bedside, silently staring at the sleeping person.  Under the dim candlelight, that person's sleeping face looked extraordinarily peaceful.

    This is an extremely handsome face.  His long eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyelashes were black and thick, his nose bridge was straight and steep, his lips were thin and thick, but the beads were very obvious.  At this time, the beautiful lips were slightly parted, as if inviting a kiss.

    Xiao Heng stretched out his hand as if possessed by a demon, and Xuxu drew along the smooth forehead, straight nose bridge, and pink lips all the way, but he never touched it.

    The boy's fingertips were hanging in the air, and he didn't know how long it had passed, and his mind was full of thoughts.

    This man, I can trust him.

    I decided to believe him.

    He won't lie to me.  Absolutely not.

    In his sleep, Si Mingxu seemed to sense something, and turned over uneasily.  His slightly raised lips happened to pass Xiao Heng's fingertips, and the soft touch made the boy's body tense up for a moment.

    He suddenly withdrew his hand back as if he had been scalded.  For a moment, he felt that his heart almost stopped beating.

    Si Mingxu didn't wake up, but mumbled something vaguely.??The long bridge of Fuyao Pavilion!

    The ice bridge is crystal clear, shining coldly under the rising sun.

    It was rare for Si Mingxu to show his hand. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the shocked expression of Xiao Heng and others, and couldn't help but feel very proud.  Celestial Spiritual Core, Mutated Ice Spiritual Root, and Great Perfection in the Distraction Period, this is no joke!

    Seeing his complacent appearance, Qu Yulin was a little amused: "In such a battle, the city lord is indeed very majestic."

    "" Miracle Doctor Qu's words are always so ear-piercing.

    Siming Yan covered his mouth and smiled: "Brother's move is really shocking."

    Several people were talking, and they were about to go to the ice bridge.

    Suddenly a timid voice came: "Master Si, may I bother you. Excuse me, can I go there with you?"

    Si Mingxu looked back, but it was the young man in white from yesterday's restaurant - the trash owner of Mingyue Villa, He Xilou.

    Yesterday when He Xilou returned to the inn, he heard that Si Mingxu and Li Liangxiao met at South Beauty Restaurant.  After careful consideration, he guessed that the person in the restaurant who rescued him was none other than Si Mingxu, the lord of Bixiao City.

    He Xilou was not good at words, so he was quite nervous at this moment.  But he has worked hard for several years to form the alchemy and open the mirror, and he has never learned to fly with the sword.

    Seeing the Lord Bixiao looking at him thoughtfully, He Xilou was embarrassed and ashamed.  As the head of Mingyue Villa in "One School, Two Cities, Three Villages and Four Schools", he has never even learned the art of controlling the sword, which is really too shameful.

    But in order to get that dragon's blood orchid, he had to go to Fuyao Pavilion today.

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