Just as He Xi was about to push the door open to go out, he heard Zhuque's sharp voice coming through the thick iron door, "Baihu, if you still consider me a friend you grew up with, then get out of my way. Otherwise, I will not be polite! I must kill that bitch today!"
Bai Hu immediately retorted: "You heard what the master said before he fell into a coma. She was chosen by the master himself as the princess. From now on, she is half of our master. Even if I blame her for harming the master, we cannot disobey the master's orders."
Princess? Harmed the master? He Xi's hand on the door paused slightly, with obvious doubt in his eyes.
Zhuque's voice paused slightly, then became even more sharp and angry, "Baihu, don't forget, the master is in this state now because of this bitch! If it wasn't for saving her, how could the master still be unconscious. And I won't... won't... Get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for using poison!"
"Suzaku, stop being unreasonable. With your current level of cultivation, what can you do to me even if you use poison?" Baihu's voice was filled with annoyance and fatigue. "Besides, Qinglong also said that maybe she has the ability to cure the master. After all, she even cured Ouyang Haoxuan's terminal illness, and Qinglong saw it with his own eyes. When it comes to the safety of the master, Qinglong will never speak nonsense."
"Besides, don't you forget what's behind this door?" Bai Hu's voice suddenly became cold, like an icy blade. "No one is allowed to enter the master's bedroom, including the eight of us who are his confidants. Anyone who trespasses will be killed without mercy! The only one who can enter is Miss Nalan. Don't you understand what this means?"
Zhuque was stunned at first, then burst into laughter, his voice full of resentment and hatred, "Just relying on that loser? She's a little girl who can't even use her spiritual power, and you actually believe that she can cure the master, but you don't believe in me, a fifth-rank doctor. I'm a formal member of the Doctors Association!"
"Are you sure you can cure the master?" Baihu asked calmly.
Zhuque was stunned by the question, and then his voice suddenly rose, "I can't cure the master, can that little brat heal him? Are you and Qinglong crazy?! Do you really want to kill the master by trusting that bitch?!"
When He Xi heard this, her expression turned extremely ugly. She couldn't listen any longer, so she pushed open the half-closed door and looked at Bai Hu with her eyes like lightning, "What happened to Nangong Yu?"
They said that they killed Nangong Yu, what does that mean
Baihu and Zhuque were both startled. Baihu blurted out: "Miss Nalan, you... when did you stand behind the door?" Why didn't he, a Jindan-stage master, notice that a mortal had eavesdropped on him
He Xi didn't bother to answer his question, and said with a sullen face: "What happened to Nangong Yu? Is he seriously injured? Take me to see him immediately!"
He Xi couldn't describe his mood at the moment. It was like there was a claw scratching his heart, making him feel both painful and irritated.
He was obviously just a man I met by chance, but when I heard that he was seriously injured, all the good mood after the promotion disappeared without a trace, and what was left was only worry, and even a little bit of strange fear. Fear that something really happened to him.
Before Baihu could answer, Zhuque screamed, "Bitch, you are the one who killed the master. If you hadn't seduced the master, he wouldn't be dying. Go to hell, bitch!" (To be continued)