Every World is Collapsing [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.2

10.4 - Can you kill him or not?

The man in front of him smiled without any intention, and because he was not in the sect, Chu Jingran did not correct this point too much at the moment. He took out a pill from the space ring, and the moment he stood up, he flicked it in with his finger. in people's mouths.

Xiao Jue felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and then a sweet coolness slipped from his throat into his stomach. For some reason, he reflexively pressed his chest, and looked up at a loss and said: "Master ..."

"Healing."

A plain voice interrupted Xiao Jue's unfinished words, and then he felt an itch in his hands and heart, and his eyes reflexively moved down.

Under the eyes of Xiao Jue who unconsciously opened his mouth in amazement, his hands, which were still bloody and bloody just now, began to heal rapidly. In more than ten breaths, they were completely back to normal.

If the blood on his hands hadn't revealed the fact that he had been injured, Xiao Jue would have even thought that it was just a dream that was unreal.

Xiao Jue moved his fingers, which were intact as before, and moved them freely. Xiao Jue, who had completely forgotten the unpleasantness just now, raised his bright eyes and said gratefully: "Disciple thanks Master."

Although Xiao Jue smiled sincerely and his eyes shone like stars, the mud on his face that destroyed the beauty made this sincere smile look extremely funny.

As for Chu Jingran, he inherited Su Qingwang's mysophobia. Looking at the man in front of him who was smiling at him with a face full of mud, his hands itched for a few minutes and he wanted to pick up the sword and chop the man in front of him to death.

Suppressing the impulse in his heart, Chu Jingran frowned and thought for a moment, then took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to the person opposite.

"Face."

Xiao Jue was stunned at first, and then he immediately took the silk handkerchief, which looked like a fine silk handkerchief. The comfort in hand made him hold on tighter, and with suspicion and confusion, he wiped his face with the handkerchief. With this touch, an extremely clear gray mark immediately appeared on a good white brocade handkerchief.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Jue blushed, and immediately took the handkerchief and wiped it again. After working hard for a while, after wiping away the mud, the brocade handkerchief in his hand completely evolved from white to The color is black.

Chu Jingran: This gray Yituo is definitely not my Yunzhi brocade handkerchief.

He wanted to return the thing to the person, but Xiao Jue froze when he only handed it halfway.

The man in front of him looked like an immortal in white clothes and black hair. He looked at his hands and saw that they were covered with gray and black dirt. He took back the brocade handkerchief he handed out. Xiao Jue blushed and said awkwardly: "Disciple... I will wash it with my master until it is spotless and then return it. "

"No, just throw it away." If you give it back to me, I'm afraid of the psychological consequences.

Xiao Jue was stunned, throw it away?

His eyes moved lightly to the brocade handkerchief in his hand. There was a piece of plaster, as if it had been picked up after being rolled into the mud. Although it was covered with mud, the original whiteness could not be seen clearly, but Xiao Jue carefully removed it. In one corner, I saw two handsome and elegant small regular script characters painted in silver thread.

Clear hope.

This is...the master's name?

Uncontrollably, he raised his fingertips and lightly covered the two small words, rubbing them gently. The fingertips felt as delicate as silk, and the silk handkerchief in his palm was like warm jade.