C23 Medicated oil

Do you need to be so unruly? Ding Yi held onto his stomach, concealing his disappointment: "You're crazy, scram, Aunt Tang scolded me to death."

What it means is, can you keep a low profile for now?

"Sister Tang has gone to take a bath." Song Qian laughed, turned and looked outside, with three steps, she instantly ran in front of Ding Yi.

Ding Yi sat on the toilet seat and watched Song Qian jogging her way in before squatting in front of him. She felt her entire body go cold and goosebumps rose all over him.

He felt that he was a little sheep, and Song Qian was just like a big bad wolf.

This isn't right. We're the wolves. Who's going to eat who?

Ding Yi's mind was in a bit of a trance, the confidence which he had had in teasing Fang Ruonan had long since vanished like smoke in thin air. He felt that he had become Fang Ruonan, and Song Qian had become the him of the past.

"You …" Ding Yi looked at the Song Qian in front of him with a dumbstruck expression. He was so nervous that he couldn't speak.

Song Qian squatted in front of Ding Yi, and waves of fragrance entered into the tip of her nose, like Cui Qing's perfume, causing Ding Yi to be extremely confused.

"What are you doing? Get out!" Ding Yi said softly. He really wanted to send Song Qian flying with a kick, but his legs seemed to be soft.

"Let me look at your wound and help you with the ointment — oh, no, the ointment." Song Qian chuckled. Her eyes were crafty and she was a little proud.

So it turned out that the incomparably savage Ding Yi who could sweep away an entire army was also afraid of women.

Push oil? Hiss, when Ding Yi heard these two words, his entire body shivered. He almost had the impulse to slap her.

"Don't think I don't hit women." Ding Yi pretended to be fierce, "Don't force me."

"I didn't make a mistake, why did you hit me?" Song Qian acted coquettishly with a face full of grievance, and her voice was sweet to the point of being a man's heart.

"Being rude in front of me is your fault. Get lost, I'm not black water broth." Ding Yi shouted in anger.

You slut, followed the black water broth for three years. My Fang Ruonan, Du Yiyi, and even Jiang Rong, Mao Xia, Ceng Yi, aren't they stronger than you?

Ding Yi kept reminding himself that his own woman, Fang Ruonan, was a hundred times stronger than this guy.

As for Du Yiyi, of course he would shamelessly choose her own kind of woman.

"I know you despise me too." Song Qian's face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes blinked a few times, and immediately became moist, as though he was about to cry.

"You …" They started to act again. You think I'm so easy to deceive, Ding Yi was furious.

"I'm not a slut, I'm the only man." Song Qian's tears rolled down her face as she slowly got up. "I won't make you angry anymore, you can look for me anytime if you need anything." After saying that, she raised her head and stared at Ding Yi, and gently bit her lips.

Sss, Ding Yi closed his eyes, not daring to look.

To heaven and earth, when he saw Song Qian's sexy lips, he really had the urge to slap her.

When he opened his eyes, Song Qian had already left the bathroom. There was still a faint fragrance in the air and Ding Yi still felt a ball of fire burning in his heart.

He could not get rid of the image of Song Qian in his mind.

Ding Yi felt that being teased did not seem to be his style.

My style should be flirting with women, not with women.

He finally understood the principle that a woman's skin was thicker than a man's.

Thinking about Du Yiyi, Fang Ruonan, Ceng Yi, Mao Xia, Jiang Rong and the other girls that Ding Yi had met in the past few days, in terms of their figure, looks, birth, and knowledge, they all surpassed Song Qian.

Yet today, he was struck by Song Qian to the point where his soul was about the peak, and he could be said to be infuriated to the point of not being able to forget it.

"Bitch." Ding Yi scolded while smearing medicinal oil on himself, trying to forget about the scene just now.

The bathroom was soon filled with the smell of medicinal oil.

Tang Xuan's house had two bathrooms, one of them was in the hall, and the other was used by Ding Yi.

The other one was in Jiang Rong's room, where she had planned to rent it to Ding Yi.

Tang Xuan and Song Qian both took a bath in Jiang Rong's room.

Not long later, Tang Xuan finished showering and walked out. She saw Ding Yi laying a cold mat on the floor of the hall.

"It's a little hot today. If Jiang Rong isn't here, you should sleep in her room. There's an air conditioner." Tang Xuan wiped her hair with a towel.

Ding Yi raised his head to look. Tang Xuan was wearing her suspenders pajamas, which might have been a little old, worn by her when she was young. Right now, her body was slightly fat, leaning closer, perfectly outlining her voluptuous curves.

Especially because the lower part became shorter. Just as the skirt reached her bottom, her two white and tender thighs were completely exposed to the air.

She also probably realized that her skirt was a bit short. Tang Xuan's face was red as she stretched out her skirt and stammered, "This was mine from before, and I helped Song Qian to wear it."

Then her face reddened even more and she thought, what am I going to explain to a little kid?

Ding Yi hurriedly shifted his gaze away and said seriously: "I had applied medicine on myself, so I didn't take a bath. I'll sleep on the floor, and I'll take a bath again tomorrow morning."

"It's hot outside, you can sleep on the floor in Jiang Rong's room." Tang Xuan was afraid that Ding Yi would become hot.

"It's fine, there's a fan. The hall's cool." Ding Yi felt that he was alright, the hall was airy and it wasn't too hot in the middle of the night.

"Whatever." Tang Xuan thought for a moment. "Also, recently, when the electrical circuits in the small district are being renovated, they will turn off the electricity in the middle of the night. Go turn on the air-conditioning in Jiang Rong's room, and once the power goes out, you can sleep in there for a while."

"Got it, thank you Aunt Tang. You should go to sleep early."

"You go to bed early as well. Good night."

Ding Yi did not turn on the air conditioner and went straight to sleep. Very quickly, the house became quiet.

He used his spiritual will to scan Tang Xuan's room. Inside the room, Song Qian and Tang Xuan chatted for a while before Song Qian fell into a deep sleep.

The two beautiful girls might have gone to sleep, but Ding Yi couldn't.

Ever since he became a Half Immortal, he had no need for sleep. Even if he didn't sleep, he was still in high spirits and could sleep easily.

With so many things happening today, how could he sleep that soundly? Furthermore, he had a lot of oil on his body, causing him to smell extremely bad.

Originally, he had wanted to finish showering before bandaging and oiling his wounds, but Tang Xuan was a nurse and said that this would be good for his wounds. There was nothing he could do about it.

Now that Tang Xuan had fallen asleep, Ding Yi was finally unable to hold back. It was around two in the morning, and he crawled up to the bathroom to take a bath.

After taking a bath, his body felt much more refreshed, and the smell of the medicine in the hall also slowly dissipated.

How much immortal qi have I lost today? Ding Yi returned to the hall and sat cross-legged. With his divine sense, he carefully observed his body.

Inside his body, there were still ten strands of celestial spiritual energy that were constantly flowing. While the celestial spiritual energy was flowing through his body, it was cleansing his muscles and bones. This was a great benefit to his body.

If he had more and more immortal energy in the future, his body would also become stronger. According to the memories Ye Xuantian left behind, once his immortal energy reached a certain level, his body would be able to become as strong as a magical treasure.

For example, his bones were no longer something that could be broken with a normal blow.

Before, when Blondie had used a stick to ruthlessly beat down on his leg and Blackwater had used the back of his knife to chop down on his arm, others could hear the sound of his bones, but he actually hadn't broken at all.

As long as he continued with his immortal energy, over the years, his body and even his skin would become as hard as steel.

However, after using celestial spiritual energy to repair his wound, he found that he was down by 10% of the celestial spiritual energy in his body.

Ten percent? Ding Yi was incomparably pained, as ten streams of immortal energy were his greatest wealth, losing ten percent, which was equivalent to his wealth disappearing by one tenth.

It seemed that in the future, if his injuries weren't severe, he wouldn't be able to use celestial spiritual energy. Even if he used all of it, he wouldn't be able to completely recover.

If he had less Immortal qi, he would be unable to make up for it.

At least for now, he had no other choice.

It seemed that the matter of finding a cultivator was extremely urgent. Otherwise, if he were to fight with others in the future and get injured a few times, all of his immortal qi would be gone. Would he then return to being an ordinary person?

Ding Yi let his thoughts run wild for a while before he sat down cross-legged to meditate.

After all, he was cultivating in the Celestial Realm, so he could absorb celestial spiritual energy from the air.

Now that they were on Earth, he could recover his energy and stamina the fastest if he meditated like this. It was good for his body.

After an unknown period of time, in a daze, Ding Yi felt like he was falling asleep.

Suddenly, there was a light sound in the hall. The electric fan was spinning slower and slower.

"My handcuffs, cut off the power supply?" Ding Yi was extremely depressed.

In these few days, Dongning at the beginning of September would go up to thirty-eight, ninety degrees, or even forty degrees. At night, they would probably be in their early thirties.

Was there a power cut?

Sure enough, after a short while, the hot air entered the main hall and the interior of the house got hotter and hotter.

Ding Yi meditated with crossed legs. Even though he was calm, it still couldn't withstand the temperature of nature.

"Ding Yi, are you awake?" Suddenly, Tang Xuan's door opened and a small head popped out.

"What?" When Ding Yi saw that it was Song Qian, he realized that he had also just woken up.

"It's so hot outside, did you not turn on the air conditioning in Jiang Rong's room? Come in quickly, Sister Tang called you in. After she finished speaking, Song Qian quickly closed the door, afraid that the temperature inside would be affected by the hot air.

"Ah--" "Call me in?" Sleep with you? Damn, Ding Yi was immediately a little hesitant.

In her heart, she was rather grateful to Tang Xuan. She was afraid that Ding Yi wouldn't be able to stand the high temperature outside, so when the electricity stopped, she immediately called for Ding Yi to enter.