She looked up at the boy.

He was sitting on the bed, looking down at her. His face was young and white, but his expression was not in line with his age. His eyes were still staring at her.

"What's your name?" Yu Chu asked again.

The boy still did not answer, pursed his lips, pale lips because of the slight warming, showing a trace of scarlet color.

He's so good-looking that even at a young age, he's a bit too hard to move.

You can imagine how elegant you are when you grow up.

It's no wonder that in the original plot, the name of the demon God Xuan zero spreads. In addition to the strength against the sky, there is his boundless beauty, which is so beautiful that it makes people dizzy.

Yu Chu was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips, intently helped him warm his hands and wrapped him in a quilt.

Young people sit on the bed, covered with snow-white quilts, showing only a small head, beautiful eyes and white cheeks. Even if their looks are cold, they can't cover up the tender and tender feeling brought by the peerless beauty.

Yu Chu took a bottle of ointment, touched some of his fingers, and lifted his hand to wipe it off his white forehead.

The young man was alert to avoid, a pair of dark red eyes staring at her, obviously alert.

Yu Chu a Leng, then helplessly smile, indicating the ointment in his hand: "I'll give you the medicine."

The teenager's eyes moved to the ointment.

He pursed his lips, and the light crimson became lighter again because of the tight action.

Eyelashes come down like two small brushes.

Yu Chu stares at him for a while, then tentatively reaches out to touch the wound on his forehead.

However, the young man still stepped back on guard, because the backward movement was too big, and he was wrapped in a quilt, so he didn't pay attention to it and fell behind him.

The child stood up with his little white hands and pursed his thin lips without saying a word.

Yu Chu grinned and handed him the ointment:

"then you can apply it yourself

Xuan zero slightly bit the lip, quietly looking at her, the eye light swept the ointment in her hand.

He pauses for a moment, but in silence he shrinks back and holds his knee in his little hand.

"No painting?" Yu Chu was surprised.

She thought for a while, glanced over the bloodstain on the little boy's forehead, and decided to take violent measures.

She snapped her fingers slightly, and the young man suddenly showed a look of astonishment. Her white hands were bound and pulled apart by Xianli. The slender fingers of the woman in front of her raised his chin and applied ointment on his forehead.

The youth originally tightly pursed the lip, the blood color pupil eye is full of confusion, but calmly did not say a word.

Until the wound on the forehead came a cool feeling, he just froze and struggled, a pair of beautiful blood eyes, a blink to stare at the woman.

No harm to him.

Her movements are very gentle.

The ointment opened in the wound, relieved the pain and brought a chill.

The young man stares at the woman blankly. His thin lips are slightly open, but he doesn't speak. His white and tender cheeks are set against the red lotus in the eyebrows. They are beautiful and beautiful.

He was called the devil since he was a child. All the people he saw were full of malice. He was either afraid of his red lotus in the eyebrows or coveted the pure beauty of a young boy. He never met anyone who was really nice to him.

Yu Chu smeared a good ointment, on the young a pair of beautiful dull eyes.

He pursed his lips and asked in a hoarse voice:

" Who are you? "

The voice is tender and pleasant, and the mood is very calm.

Yu chuweile adjusted his snow colored clothes and robes, picked his eyebrows and said, "I am one of the four immortals, named Fengchu. Would you like to be my apprentice and follow me back to Xianshan to practice

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