Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Wen Xuan obediently brought a dozen bottles and jars to Zhao Xuan's bedside.

Most of these medicines are made from fairy grass, so there is no doubt about their efficacy, but... Wen Xuan is skeptical about whether they are useful for allergies.

So, even if he knew the effects of these medicines, he didn't know which one could be used?

Zhao Xuan opened each bottle of medicine and smelled it. He didn't need to taste it. With a shallow sniff, he could roughly identify what medicinal materials were in the pills and what were their specific effects?

Most of the eighteen bottles are for treating internal injuries. Monks who are practicing outside are most likely to encounter monsters and fights. Once they do something, they are easily injured, so they mostly use medicine to treat internal injuries.

There are also trauma medicines.

As for... allergy medicine, of course there is none.

Wen Xuan himself was not allergic to anything, so naturally he would not prepare that kind of medicine. As for these trauma medicines, they had no effect on Zhao Xuan.

"These..."

Wen Xuan's eyes were fixed on Zhao Xuan, looking at people like this, which really made Zhao Xuan feel a little strange.

It was only now that Wen Xuan would still look at him with such clean and pure eyes. Later...his eyes were so ruthless and indifferent that Zhao Xuan found it unbelievable when he thought about it again.

Although Zhao Xuan couldn't bear it, he still told the truth, "It's of no use to me, so just put it away."

The light in Wen Xuan's eyes suddenly went out. For the first time, Zhao Xuan saw so clearly what it meant - the light in his eyes suddenly went out.

"Not a bottle of useful information?" He asked slowly and in a low voice, as if he was disappointed.

"No." Zhao Xuan shook his head, "Don't worry, it's just an allergy. It can't kill me."

Wen Xuan didn't like hearing this, especially because he could clearly feel that Zhao Xuan's breathing was getting worse and worse. In addition to his breathing, his face was as red as if he hadn't stepped out of the hot water.

"Your current situation... is not good." Wen Xuan originally wanted to say that it was not much better than death, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out.

He had never been shy about talking about it, but now when he thought of Zhao Xuan's current situation, he didn't dare to say anything about the word death.

Zhao Xuan twitched the corners of his mouth, his smile was rather pale and feeble. His current situation was indeed not very good. Wen Xuan was right.

"It's okay, maybe you'll be fine if you wake up after some sleep."

Today, he is just like the saying - it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice!

No matter how proficient he is in pharmacology, it is useless without usable medicinal materials.

Wen Xuan didn't want to stare at Zhao Xuan's neck, but the red dots on his neck were so conspicuous that it was difficult for him to pretend not to see them.

"Besides the red bumps on your neck and body, do you have any other discomforts?"

Zhao Xuan naturally rested his head on Wen Xuan's shoulder, leaning most of his weight on him, and then whispered, "I'm a little dizzy, can you...please let me lean on him?"

Wen Xuan, "..."

Damn, he's already leaning in, can he still push the person away?

Most of Zhao Xuan's body was leaning on Wen Xuan. He didn't even need to look specifically, he could just catch a glimpse of Zhao Xuan out of the corner of his eye.

The few red spots on Zhao Xuan's forehead are not an eyesore at all, but if he were not so handsome and handsome, these red bumps would be considered disfigurement.

From Wen Xuan's perspective, those red bumps on Zhao Xuan's body should not be too... lustful.

Wen Xuan's Adam's apple twitched involuntarily, and he glanced away with reddened ears, "...Well, do you...want to sleep?"

Zhao Xuan's eyelids sank from time to time. The owner of this body was a cultivator after all, and his physical fitness was naturally good, but... there were too many peach blossoms outside.

How can those aromas be blocked by a wooden house?

Even though they had entered the cabin, he could still smell the faint aroma.

Therefore, Zhao Xuanneng felt that his body's allergies did not get better because they entered the wooden house. Instead, his breathing became more rapid, and he felt like he was about to be suffocated.

Wen Xuan was not a person who was good at observing words and emotions, but he also saw something was wrong with Zhao Xuan at this time, and he guessed Zhao Xuan's problem at this time for the first time.

"Isn't it possible to block the fragrance of peach blossoms outside?"

Zhao Xuan snorted. He was breathing rapidly and his face was getting redder. Seeing his performance at this time, some people might think of another possibility.

Wen Xuan closed his eyes, raised his hand to make a secret, and used magic to protect the entire wooden house with restrictions. The aroma of peach blossoms outside was instantly isolated from the semicircular barrier.

"Are you feeling better now?" After doing all this, he subconsciously continued to ask Zhao Xuan for his opinion.

Zhao Xuan did not answer, but just moved his head slightly. Originally, the back of his head was resting on Wen Xuan's shoulder, but with this movement, his face was facing Wen Xuan's neck.

Wen Xuan was confused by Zhao Xuan's sudden movement and was stunned.

Zhao Xuan's urgent breathing was aimed at Wen Xuan's neck. This made Wen Xuan, who didn't think anything was wrong, suddenly feel that his neck was extremely itchy. He subconsciously tilted his head and moved his shoulders...

With this move, something embarrassing happened. He moved his left shoulder, which happened to be resting on Zhao Xuan's head. When he moved his shoulder, Zhao Xuan, whose face was pressed against his neck, was slightly closer. ..

So close, Zhao Xuan's lips pressed against Wen Xuan's neck unexpectedly due to Wen Xuan's movements.

Wen Xuan's body stiffened suddenly, one hand silently grasped the wooden board beside the bed, and the other hand grasped the robe tightly. His Adam's apple moved, "Are you...are you feeling better now?"

He asked again in a strange way.

Zhao Xuan slowly moved back. This accident...he really didn't mean it, at least this time.

"It's getting better. Don't worry. When my allergies recover, I will work with you to find a way out."

Wen Xuan's eyes flickered and he looked around, but he didn't dare to lower his head to look at Zhao Xuan who was so close, so he gave a casual and perfunctory hum.

The two of them just sat there, one half-lying with his head on Wen Xuan's shoulder, and their eyes closed silently again.

Zhao Xuan couldn't even remember when he fell asleep. After Wen Xuan set up a barrier to block out the fragrance of peach blossoms outside, he felt much better.

Even if he didn't completely recover, at least his breathing was slowly improving, but his face was still extremely red from the previous situation.

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When I woke up again, there was still a peach blossom forest outside. It was still daytime and the sky had not turned dark.

The red bumps on Zhao Xuan's body and neck did not fade away so quickly, but after a good sleep, the difficulty in breathing, as if being strangled by the neck, eased a bit.

"It was still broad daylight outside after I slept. Could it be that this place has always been like this?" Zhao Xuan felt that the time in this place was unreasonable and weird.

He slept for at least two hours. Not to mention that the night was getting darker, but the sunset should have turned half of the sky red.