Chu Junchuo's face was pale, his originally rosy cherry lips were a little blue, and his eyes were closed, which was obviously caused by excessive blood loss. Han Yun took out a box of fifth-grade spiritual medicine from the storage belt. One of the fifth-grade spiritual medicines purchased in the first-grade pavilion the day before yesterday was Xue Shenzhi. This thing is the most replenishing blood and replenishing energy, and it is a spiritual medicine to renew the soul and return to life. Of course, it is a bit exaggerated, but it is indeed effective in treating internal and external trauma. Han Yun carefully pinched Chu Junchuo's cheeks, and felt that her skin was as smooth as silk. Her pretty and pale face looked a little cool, but it had a little soft charm. He felt a little distracted for a moment.

At this moment, Chu Junchuo's eyelashes moved and suddenly opened. The two of them looked at each other and were stunned at the same time. They saw clear images of themselves on each other's eyes. Han Yun felt that the image in Chu Junchuo's bright eyes was frozen by frost, and the strong murderous intent suddenly rose like a wind sword. Han Yun was startled. Then he realized that his left hand was still stroking Chu Junchuo's cheeks, pressing his index finger on her lower lip, and hurriedly let go of his hand and smiled: "I just wanted to feed you medicine, but you woke up by chance!" Han Yun shook the snow ginseng in his hand and explained.

Chu Junchuo stared at Han Yun coldly, and his eyes turned into ice. If he could kill people, Han Yun had died countless times.

"Thief, do you commit suicide or let this court take action in person!" Chu Junchuo spoke like ice, his eyes full of murderous intent. When she opened her eyes, she saw Han Yun staring at him with a "lewd" light, and his hand actually stroked his face. In her eyes, Han Yun was trying to do something wrong while she was in a coma. If he hadn't woken up in time, the thief would have done something. Chu Junchuo's anger and fear were even regretful, and he regretted not slapping Han Yun to death at that time, and regretting his desperate attempt to escape with her. Everything turned into a full of murderous intent.

Han Yun was stared at Chu Junchuo's cold and irritable eyes, and a chill rose from his back. It was obvious that the murderous intent in Chu Junchuo's eyes was solid, and she was really determined. If she took action this time, she would never show mercy. She couldn't help but secretly raise her spiritual power and said lightly: "Only cowards will punish themselves. Although Han Yun has a low cultivation level, he will never wait to die. It is not easy to kill me in your current state!"

Chu Junchuo raised his eyebrows slanted, secretly accumulating spiritual power, but he was surprised that Han Yun was still sitting beside him and was indifferent, believing that he could kill the little thief with one point. Han Yun looked at Chu Junchuo indifferently, which made Chu Junchuo unable to take the truth and said intimately: "This little thief is full of tricks, what are the tricks?"

Although Han Yun was calm on the surface, cold sweat broke out on his back. The space inside the gourd was so large, and there was not much difference between being away from being close. You might be able to use Jedi Zihuang and Chu Junchuo to die together. Although he had this idea, Han Yun knew that he would definitely not be able to do this.

The two of them quietly met, and the atmosphere became very depressing and dull, just like the eve of the waterfall when the storm came. Chu Junchuo bit his teeth secretly. Just as he was about to take action, Han Yun smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "This is Xue Ganzhi, you can eat it first!"

Chu Junchuo was stunned for a moment. Han Yun's opening and his bright smile swept away the tense atmosphere like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. It was as if in the solemn and solemn venue, everyone was waiting for the national flag to rise. A guy with a bad habit suddenly made a loud fart. People around him covered their noses and dodged, and solemnity disappeared.

Chu Junchuo was ready to go, but was confused by Han Yun's abnormal behavior. He opened his mouth slightly and was slightly lost. Han Yun held a ginseng tree as white as ice and snow on his palm. Two ruler-long ginseng beards were like two long long brows, and a faint sweet fragrance came to his nose.

Chu Junchuo's murderous aura decreased slightly and he said to himself: "Did he really want to feed me the spiritual medicine just now?"

"Are you afraid this is poison?" Han Yun smiled slightly, pinched a ginseng beard and put it in his mouth naturally. The ginseng beard melted in his mouth, instantly causing saliva. A warm feeling slid into his throat and scattered to his limbs and bones. He couldn't help but feel shocked, and he couldn't help but breathe, blurted out and said, "It's indeed a great tonic!"

Han Yun was slapped by Chu Junchuo outside the First Plate Pavilion. Although he was strong in physique, he still suffered a lot of injuries. He ate a ginseng beard and felt much healed.

After being disturbed by Han Yun's prominent behavior, Chu Junchuo felt that his determination that he had finally made up was shaken, and the murderous intent in his eyes turned into a cold chill. Han Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the crisis had passed, he smiled and said, "Don't you dare to eat?"

Chu Junchuo raised his eyebrows, reached out to take Xue Ganzhi and sent it to his mouth. The Xue Ganzhi was like ice and snow, melting in his mouth, and the fragrance lingered in his mouth. The warm breath flowed to his limbs and bones, as comfortable as if he was soaked in a hot spring. Chu Junchuo felt that his deficient essence and blood were quickly recovering, and his pale face slowly became rosy, like a spring flower in March, and his bright eyes seemed to be filled with water. Han Yun couldn't help but stare slightly, and he was so beautiful that he was so beautiful.

Chu Junchuo felt his whole body full of strength, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and looked down at his hands, and glanced at Han Yun from the corner of his eyes, staring at him without turning his eyes. He couldn't help but look dark, and he glanced at Han Yun and said intently: "It's easy to kill this little thief at this time, but he might really want to feed me this Xue Ganzhi just now, but he just dared to touch my face. Even if he didn't kill him, he had to teach him a lesson!"

Han Yun instinctively felt a little danger, and flew back and retreated quickly, but it hit a man with a panther. Han Yun couldn't help but be surprised. Where did the third person come from this ancient pattern gourd? He grabbed it with his hands on his back, and felt that his body became soft. The spiritual power he had just lifted was leaking, and his spiritual power was actually blocked.

"Haha, little brother, your wife is really a murderer, but no wonder she is much better than you. Why don't you give me a snow ginseng tree? I promise to help you train your wife to obediently!" A clear and evil voice came from behind, and at the same time, a slender white hand was placed on Han Yun's shoulder like a woman.

Chu Junchuo's expression changed slightly, and he shouted coldly: "Let him go!"

The person who came was the handsome man who was a little charming. At some point, he had already entered the ancient pattern gourd. The charming man's eyes cold and frowned and said, "Little brother, your wife is not only vicious, but also very uneducated. She dares to scold me for being a villain. I decided to teach her a lesson for you!"
Chapter completed!