Super Easy Cultivation System

Ying Weirann's temptation was too great. Bai Qingfeng almost had a bad idea.    

    

But when he thought that all of this was caused by him, he instantly suppressed the desire in his heart.    

    

What he needed to do now was to find a way to detoxify Ying Weirann, not to think about those messy things.    

    

Ying Weirann seemed to know that this was not appropriate. He struggled with all his might, trying to break free from Bai Qingfeng's embrace.    

    

However, she was completely powerless right now. No matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.    

    

"Cough cough..."    

    

Bai Qingfeng coughed lightly and said seriously, "Don't move. I will find a way to cure you."    

    

Hearing Bai Qingfeng's words, Ying Weirann's body trembled and stopped struggling. His stiff body gradually relaxed and he leaned into Bai Qingfeng's arms without any resistance.    

    

Damn it!    

    

It was not easy to stop himself from thinking about those messy things, but Ying Weirann's leaning made Bai Qingfeng's imagination run wild again.    

    

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and forcefully suppressed the evil fire in his lower abdomen to keep his mind clear.    

    

"Hu..."    

    

His mind finally calmed down. Bai Qingfeng said to Ying Weirann, "Let me help you treat your wound first."    

    

"Yes."    

    

Ying Weirann responded softly. His voice sounded weak.    

    

Ying Weirann, who had always been cold and heartless, was now able to make such a sound. It was obvious that he was heavily injured.    

    

There was no time to think about it. Bai Qingfeng immediately took out a herb from his Ring.    

    

Fortunately, he was used to bringing some useful things into his Ring. Today, it came in handy.    

    

This was a medicinal herb specially used to clean wounds. If the juice of the medicinal herb was smeared on the wounds, the wounds would automatically recover.    

    

But at this moment, Bai Qingfeng was faced with another problem, which was how to apply the juice of the herb to the wounds on Ying Weirann's back.    

    

His hands were too dirty. This was definitely not possible.    

    

Then there was only one thing left. His mouth.    

    

Damn it!    

    

Hiss! ...    

    

Bai Qingfeng took a deep breath and asked Ying Weirann, "Do you want to live?"    

    

Ying Weirann was confused. He was confused why Bai Qingfeng asked such a question.    

    

However, after a while, she still answered, "Yes."    

    

"I know. I know."    

    

Bai Qingfeng nodded and put a part of the herb into his mouth. He chewed carefully to avoid losing the effect of the herb.    

    

After that, he looked at the wound on Ying Weirann's back with a stiff face.    

    

The three hideous wounds on Ying Weirann's jade-like skin were so frightening!    

    

At this moment, Bai Qingfeng could not care about that anymore. He directly applied the chewed herbs on the wound.    

    

In this short span of a breath, Bai Qingfeng's heart had been filled with countless psychological games.    

    

He was not violent or anxious at all. Every time, he would gently apply the herbs with his mouth.    

    

But every time he applied it, Ying Weirann's body would slightly tremble.    

    

Not long after that, Ying Weirann's wounds were evenly applied to the herbs.    

    

Bai Qingfeng instantly felt relieved. Although it was only a few seconds, he felt tortured, both mentally and physically.