Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Until this moment, Wu Ye finally paid tribute to the rumored big monster in his heart.

Look at other people’s Remilia, she ran out of her demon power and ran to the outside world and finally basked in the sun. Although she was lying there, she was not cursing each other with BBA. Look at the demon dream and squeak. Can't squeak out anymore.

Oh, the gap.

Chapter 10 On the correctness of feeding thought

As the saying goes, a fish can’t live without water, and death can’t live without waves. Wu also wondered, only the small body of Demon Meng, fearing that if she doesn’t want to give first aid anymore, she can take the ride of the underworld and go directly back to Youyou. Child.

At that time, I was afraid that I would have to follow along.

It's not that Wu was also scaring herself, Yao Meng now looks like this and looks at it without being blind to know that she is one step away from passing away.

Although Wu Ye is not a good person, he wants to be a good person anyway, so he can barely be regarded as a good person. It is still a bit difficult for him to watch a fresh life die in front of him... well, it should be half. Article.

Wu Ye glanced at the handful of half-spirits pulled out by him behind Yaomeng's neck. Half of this guy was already "dead".

"what can we do about it……"

It is not difficult for Wu to get into trouble. After all, he has learned a lot of first aid knowledge from birth to now, but these are all for people!He had never learned about monsters, and he seemed to have nowhere to teach it.

In Huiyin's class, he remembered a lot of people. The only teacher in this person, and the only teacher in Gensokyo, seemed to be unreliable at this time.

Well, he shouldn't talk bad about the teacher behind his back. At any rate, she is still very good at educating Meihong. You don't think every time Meihong smokes secretly...cough cough, digress.

Facing the comatose demon dream on the bed, he was stunned for about ten minutes. Wu also had no good way to save it, but there was no way to save it.

Artificial respiration?This seems to have little effect on the monster, and he is more likely to be caught as a pervert.

Yeongrin's potion?Those bottles and cans Huiye had already said that they were all semi-finished products with unknown effects. Compared to saving lives, he felt that something would happen directly.

Wu was also in trouble. Although he was not a doctor, he could see that the demon dream was due to the thin spiritual power in the outside air, which made her unable to recover the demon power, and finally caused a coma near death.

This was exactly the same as Remilia's situation at the beginning, but unfortunately the same method did not work on her at all.

Wu also tried it the first time. Whether he was shaking hands or touching his head or sticking his tongue out, don't get me wrong, what he asked was Yao Meng's tongue to try to see if the demon power could be poured into his mouth.

Unfortunately, these methods have failed.

Unlike Remilia's situation at that time, Wu Ye's demon power could not enter the body of the demon dream.

Is it a different structure?It is true that vampires and half-humans and half-spirits cannot be generalized, but have never heard of demon power and species isolation?

His eyes were filled with entanglement and depression, Wu Ye simply moved a stool and continued to stare at the half-dead Miss Tingshi.

Save it, there is no way, if you don't save it, then you can only wait for death, not just the demon dream, he also has to wait for death...

"Oh, it's really big."

What is meant by someone walking the pot from the sky on the road? The pots of other worlds are thrown on his head. I'm afraid it is an Armstrong cyclotron?

So what can he do?He is also desperate!

"No way, let the dead horse be a living horse doctor."

Sitting and waiting for death is what Wang should do. It is better for Wu Ye to be a passer-by and to do his things honestly. As for the destiny, he can only pray.

With the decision in his heart, Wu Ye didn't hesitate anymore. He immediately prepared boiling water and randomly rolled out a bottle of the medicine he got from Yonglin by lottery, and the whole brain was used as an infusion.

Five minutes later, Wu Ye faced the cup of white viscous liquid with a tangled expression on his face. He hesitated for a moment. He lifted Yao Meng's body and poured it into her mouth, but...

"Can't pour in?"

Wu has never taken care of people drinking, so he can only watch these weird liquids all slide down the corners of Yaomeng's mouth onto her clothes, drawing them into a bloody lingering face.

"Tsk, what should I do if I can't pour it in..."

The problems were one after another. The unconscious Demon Meng couldn't get up and drink the medicine by himself, but he couldn't get it down.

Wu Ye looked down at Demon Meng’s cherry lips as thin as a cicada's wings, and the white crystals on the upper part made his heart tremble inexplicably. After a while, he decided—

If you can't pour it in, you can only...hard pour it!

Wu Ye casually tore off a few pages of the table-top magazine and rolled it into a cone shape to make a simple funnel. He pried Yaomeng’s mouth open and inserted it with a puff. After trying the depth, he just said nothing. Pour the medicine in.

Oh, adapting to changes is the kingly way, isn't it just a medicine?I have ten thousand ways to make you drink it!

While admiring her wit, Wu Ye watched the medicine smoothly pouring into Yao Meng's mouth, and then... she was naturally choked.

"Ahem!"

Yaomeng's slender body fluttered and trembled a few times on the bed, and there was a painful sound in his throat, but there was still no sign of waking up.

It's just that because of the choking on his face, there is a hint of flushing in the desperate paleness, combined with the looming struggling color between the eyebrows, the slightly messy clothes on the body, the white unidentified liquid at the corners of the mouth...

Wu Ye looked embarrassed and took away the discarded temporary funnel and the cup full of potions. Seeing Yao Meng's appearance more imaginative than before, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This should be considered useful, right?Anyway, I squeak... well, this method is useless.

Finally, Wuya calmly faced the reality and threw away the potion without hesitation. Now he has only one last option.

"Sure! Great Summoning!"

Because there was no one around and Yaomeng was in a coma, Wu Ye completely put aside his shame and called out its name in a posture mixed with weird shame:

"Come on! Gangneil!!!"

...

At this moment, in Gensokyo’s Crimson Devil Mansion, Miss Remilia, who is known as graceful and majestic, is holding the scarlet sharp gun that Sakiya gave back, touching and rubbing her face. The expression on her face looks like this The child who guards the toy is as self-willed:

"It's decided! If Wu Ye that bastard dares to take my Gangneil away, I'm Remilia who's sunken to death, and I jumped from here, I will never forgive him again!"

Remilia's eyes widened, her throat was red, and she screamed out of her voice. In the next second, she only heard a squeak, and the sharp gun in her hand disappeared again.

"..."

For a moment, the audience was silent, and even Pa Qiuli on the side looked at Remilia with some worry and dared not speak.

I saw the young vampire lord's eyes full of fierce colors, fists and hands trembled, and the white face slowly turned black. Just when everyone except everyone was about to break out, she gritted her teeth and spit out so many word:

"This, it doesn't count this time, if you commit it again next time, you will definitely not forgive him...!"

When this word fell, the audience was silently surprised again. Remilia blushed and ran to the corner alone and started stomping and cursing quietly...

Under Sakuya's almost petrified expression, Paqiuli silently covered her face with her hands:

"My family is unfortunate..."