Chapter 127: The world of adults is really hard to understand…

Holding Sikong Wangxing, Lin Xun continued to traverse the Heiwu Secret Realm.

In Lin Xun’s arms, Sikong Wangxing was dazed and talking in her sleep.

And almost every mumble was related to Lin Xun.

Especially every call of “Brother Lin,” Lin Xun’s guilt almost exploded.

Especially Wang Xing’s last sentence, Lin Xun didn’t know how he felt… but Lin Xun was also confused at this time.

Why did Sikong Wangxing call him so affectionately in her dreams? Had he met her before?

No! That definitely hadn’t happened.

Lin Xun could guarantee that his memory had absolutely no impression of Sikong Wangxing.

When the shrinking of the poison circle stopped again, Lin Xun put Sikong Wangxing down and used spiritual power to forcibly stabilize her injuries.

“Brother Lin… Lin Xun.”

Sikong Wangxing woke up dazed.

“Yes, it’s me.”

Letting Sikong Wangxing lean in his arms, Lin Xun held her smooth and delicate shoulder with one hand and picked up a bamboo tube with the other, which contained medicine Lin Xun had prepared on the spot.

But all this could only temporarily stabilize the injury, and it was extremely limited. If they couldn’t find a Medical Cultivator soon, or even specifically the direct descendant of Medicine King Valley…

Otherwise, Wang Xing would definitely not be able to leave the Heiwu Secret Realm alive.

“Drink the medicine.” Lin Xun opened the bamboo tube and placed it at the girl’s lips.

“I don’t want to drink medicine.” The girl turned her head, not wanting to look at Lin Xun.

Seeing Lin Xun’s hand on her shoulder, she tried to struggle, but at this moment, Sikong Wangxing’s strength was as small as acting spoiled.

“Don’t… don’t touch me.”

Sikong Wangxing’s small hands pressed against Lin Xun’s chest, trying to push him away, but it was like the resistance of a kitten.

“If you don’t drink the medicine, you’ll die.” Lin Xun sighed softly.

“I should have died long ago.” The girl lightly bit her Pale thin lips, “Died in the year I was twelve.”

“What did you say?”

“Nothing.” Sikong Wangxing still turned her small head in Lin Xun’s arms, her fair swan neck like tofu, making one want to take a bite.

“Drink the medicine!” Lin Xun repeated, his tone a bit fierce.

“I won’t!” Sikong Wangxing kept her small mouth tightly shut.

“Why are you such a troublesome woman?”

“I…”

Sikong Wangxing’s chest heaved with anger.

It turned out she was the type who looked thin in clothes.

“I am not your fiancée, what does my life or death have to do with you!”

The girl bit her thin lips and said weakly, but just after finishing, she froze for a moment and turned her head with lowered eyes.

At the same time, Lin Xun also fell into silence.

The words just now were like a young couple acting spoiled while threatening to break up.

“Your life and death indeed have nothing to do with me.” Lin Xun shook his head.

Hearing Lin Xun’s words, the girl’s weak heart suddenly trembled. Her small hands exerted force again, trying to break free from Lin Xun’s arms.

But with her kitten-like strength, how could she succeed?

“Although your life and death have nothing to do with me, your injuries were caused by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. Although I don’t know the reason, I feel it’s vaguely related to me.” Lin Xun said indifferently, “Besides, I am the great Devil Head whose name stops children from crying. Do I need you to teach me how to do things, whether to save you or not?”

After saying that, Lin Xun placed the bamboo tube against her tightly closed thin lips.

“If you dare to give up on treatment and die like this, I’ll make your Sister Qingshang be buried with you! And Tianji City—I’ll start killing from the Black Wither Realm all the way to the entire Tianji City. Your parents, your fellow Disciples, they will all die because of you.” Lin Xun began to threaten.

“You! You are a Devil Head!” Sikong Wangxing’s face turned even paler, but the desire to live in her eyes thickened significantly, as if a thread about to break had been forcibly knotted.

Lin Xun chuckled: “Miss Sikong, I was originally a Devil Head. You actually wanted to marry a Devil Head like me who has killed countless people and wouldn’t even let go of anyone from eighteen to eighty. Aren’t you being ridiculous?”

“…” Sikong Wangxing looked at Lin Xun with hatred.

Lin Xun felt a bit guilty under the girl’s gaze and stopped talking nonsense.

“Come, drink it! Otherwise, I’ll not only kill your Sister Qingshang—your Sister Qingshang is the number one beauty under heaven! I’m a Devil Head, but more importantly, I’m a man.”

“Beast!!!”

“Thank you.” Lin Xun didn’t care about her scolding at all. “Come, open your mouth, drink the medicine. I’m losing my patience!”

Looking at the bamboo tube at her lips, finally, Sikong Wangxing opened her small cherry-like mouth. Her rosy tongue and Pale lips formed a sharp contrast.

Lin Xun didn’t look much, but carefully fed her the medicinal liquid in the bamboo tube. Taking advantage of the medicine’s effect, Lin Xun continued to transmit spiritual power to stabilize her injury.

Soon, Sikong Wangxing fell asleep in Lin Xun’s arms again, and Lin Xun continued his journey while holding her.

Inside the Storage Pouch, watching the scenes unfolding before her, doubt after doubt arose in Yaya’s young heart.

For example, what is an “engagement”?

Why didn’t Brother Lin marry this beautiful older sister?

Why did this beautiful older sister hate taking medicine so much? Is medicine really that bitter?

And why was Brother Lin being so mean to this older sister?

And also, isn’t Sister Qingshang just Sister Qinger? Isn’t Brother Lin’s wife Sister Qingshang?

Why does Brother Lin seem like he doesn’t know Sister Qingshang?

Sitting in the Storage Pouch, looking at the crystal screen in front of her, Yaya’s small tail wagged.

“Mmm~~~”

Yaya, who really couldn’t figure it out, held her small head, her small fox ears drooping down.

The world of adults is really hard to understand.

Continuing to speed through the Heiwu Secret Realm (since one cannot fly higher than a hundred meters there), Lin Xun had never longed for the circle to shrink so much.

Because every time the circle shrank, it meant the range for searching for Medicine King Valley became smaller.

But the shrinking of this Secret Realm was too unstable; it was almost based on mood.

Lin Xun specifically headed in the direction of spiritual power fluctuations. As long as there were people, he could ask for directions. As long as someone had encountered Medicine King Valley, he could determine the general direction.

But when Lin Xun arrived at each fight scene, what he saw was various tragic deaths. Lin Xun quickly cut off the screen to avoid shocking Yaya’s young heart.

Some of these dead Cultivators died by strangling their own necks, some died with hideous expressions, some died with bare butts, and some committed suicide, severing their own Meridians or cutting off their own limbs.

Even the only living person Lin Xun saw was a Yao Race Cultivator who dug out his own heart and died in front of Lin Xun.

In short, the ways they died were varied, causing Lin Xun all kinds of discomfort.

And just as Lin Xun continued forward, he saw the corpse of a Medicine King Valley Disciple!

Lin Xun was startled and continued forward! What he saw was all the Disciples wearing Medicine King Valley uniforms lying dead.

Blood stained the black soil red.