Huang Yuyuan smiled bitterly, looked at Lu Wanwan in front of him, and moved his lips.
Through the moonlight shining in, Lu Wanwan saw a slight paleness at the corners of his mouth.
This actually made Lu Wanwan feel a strange feeling in her heart.
She couldn't tell whether it was because she felt distressed or something else, but when she thought that Huang Yuyuan was not too harsh on her, the feeling became stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, Lu Wanwan suddenly realized a problem.
When Lu Wanwan was in modern times, she had heard that it was called Stockholm Syndrome, which means falling in love with the person who imprisons you.
She couldn't help being shocked in her heart. She couldn't really be so unlucky, could she?
But soon, Lu Wanwan came to her senses again, it was impossible.
She was just afraid that Huang Yuyuan would die and she would not be able to get out.
At this time, Huang Yuyuan suddenly coughed up blood.
Suddenly he grabbed Lu Wanwan's hand and asked her if she could help him.
This question directly confused Lu Wanwan.
"How can I help you? Now that all my Taoist skills are gone, how can I help you?"
Unexpectedly, Huang Yuyuan took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve. He laughed and put it on Lu Wanwan's forehead with his blood-stained hand.
"what are you doing……"
Before Lu Wanwan finished speaking, she suddenly felt her forehead heat up, as if some heat was gradually coming from her.
She didn't know what she was doing, and then something seemed to be struggling in her brain. Lu Wanwan covered her head in agony.
"What exactly did you do to me?"
"Wanwan, Wanwan...if it hurts, bite my arm."
Lu Wanwan was at a loss for a moment. He looked at the man in front of him and stretched out his arm, and bit him without thinking.
Lu Wanwan's eyes flashed with pride.
After such a long time, Huang Yuyuan was finally allowed to suffer a little. Otherwise, he would be the one suffering. Why?
"ah……"
She whispered quietly.
Huang Yuyuan was bitten by her, and he was injured in the first place, and he could hardly stand still.
It wasn't until the pain on Lu Wanwan's body gradually disappeared that she saw that Huang Yuyuan had been bitten off a piece of flesh at some point and was hanging on his arm, bloody.
Lu Wanwan came back to her senses and couldn't help being shocked when she saw the bloody look on his arm.
How could she be so harsh?
But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter.
Since Huang Yuyuan could attack her directly, what if he bit him and hurt him a little?
Lu Wanwan thought, and suddenly felt strength in her fingertips.
That familiar feeling is back.
Her Taoist skills are back?
Huang Yuyuan noticed Lu Wanwan's shock and said:
"In fact, I should have returned it to you a long time ago. If I give you a little luck, I can save your life, resolve the negative impact of the suicide talisman, and restore your Taoist skills to what they were before."
"It's just me. I don't want you to recover. If you recover, you will leave me... cough cough cough."
As he spoke, Huang Yuyuan coughed violently again.
Lu Wanwan felt that his injuries seemed more serious than before.
Presumably in order to save his own luck, he also gave up a lot of practice.
Lu Wanwan knew this method, but she didn't want to take advantage of Huang Yuyuan's favor.
It was originally caused by him, but now he needs to redeem himself, so should he hate him or thank him?
Lu Wanwan never wanted to do anything she regretted.
"Don't think that I will be so grateful to you. Didn't you cause all of this?"
Lu Wanwan said sternly.
Huang Yuyuan didn't say anything, but suddenly raised his head and glanced at her.
Under the calm moonlight, Lu Wanwan saw that his originally delicate face was a bit pale, and his peach blossom eyes were full of sadness.
In his deep eyes, the viciousness and violence of the past could no longer be seen, and what was left was only his debt to her.
However, even if this is the case, can the matter be settled?
Lu Wanwan gritted her teeth, looked at him covered in blood, and decided to save people first.
"Everyone knows what you are capable of. Who hurt you like this? This person must be extremely powerful."
Upon hearing this, Huang Yuyuan just shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Lu Wanwan directly dragged him to the bed and helped him sit down.
Huang Yuyuan was a little surprised when he saw Lu Wanwan walking towards the door quickly.
She will leave him eventually, right?
Huang Yuyuan smiled.
However, Lu Wanwan, who was supposed to go out, suddenly turned around, poured him a cup of tea and handed it over.
"Drink."
Huang Yuyuan looked at her in surprise, unmoved.
Lu Wanwan smiled:
"What? Do you think I will poison you? I don't know what you have been through, but I want to save you. You must drink water slowly and calm down now, otherwise you will die in the middle because of restlessness. If something goes wrong, I'll kill you."
The words were obviously meant to save people, but when they came to Lu Wanwan's mouth, they sounded so awkward.
But Huang Yuyuan just took a fancy to Lu Wanwan's temperament, so he didn't feel anything was wrong.
He took the cup, drank the tea in one gulp, looked back at Lu Wanwan, and said:
"I'll do my luck first."
"good."
Lu Wanwan put the cup back.
Huang Yuyuan thought about countless scenes during the exercise.
If Lu Wanwan really wanted to kill herself, she could do it now.
Huang Yuyuan usually looked down on anyone, so he had offended many people over the years.
Whether it's someone from the imperial court, a member of the Yi tribe, or some quack magician.
When he was in the most danger, he couldn't even trust the people around him, but he didn't know why he suddenly ran to Lu Wanwan's room.
He felt that Lu Wanwan would not hurt him.
But such a good Lu Wanwan would eventually leave her and go to someone else's side. Why? Why can't it be your own?
As he was thinking about it, Huang Yuyuan, who was practicing martial arts, suddenly coughed violently.
Lu Wanwan hurriedly sealed his seven tendons and eight meridians, and said irritably:
"I asked you to exercise your power to calm down your mind. Why are you still thinking wildly? If something goes wrong, even the King of Heaven will not be able to save you."
With that said, Lu Wanwan patted Huang Yuyuan directly on the back.
Huang Yuyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and it was still black blood.
If he hadn't seen the black blood, Huang Yuyuan almost thought that Lu Wanwan's slap just now was to send him away.
Huang Yuyuan smiled faintly, "But you are right in front of me, how can you stop me from thinking wildly?"
"It's already like this, and you're still thinking about all this nonsense. I think you deserve to die. Sit down."
Lu Wanwan said, and came directly behind Huang Yuyuan. Her palms were slightly warm, she took out the talisman and put it directly on his back.
Huang Yuyuan's entire back was densely covered with small talismans.
