In the dark room, Su Kui gently pulled down her hood, and after Jing Si went to rest, she sneaked out silently.
It's ridiculous, but in his own territory, he has to be so sneaky, for fear of being known, no one can do it except her.
The more Fusang fell asleep, Qingjun's face paled, her thin lips dry, and she looked embarrassed. Her eyes flashed and she sighed, "Why don't you accept defeat? If you lower your head for me, I won't treat you like this." As she spoke, her tone was filled with sorrow.
One of her long hair still exudes water vapor, which is casually tied with a ribbon and hung on her chest. Not long after taking a bath, her face was like a lotus, unlike her domineering in the daytime, she now has a touch of gentleness that belongs to a woman.
"Tsk, it's miserable."
Su Kui couldn't help but snorted, her white fingertips picked up his sleeves and looked at the scars that can be seen deep in the bones, "The more hibiscus, the more hibiscus, you are really a disaster!"
Just now, she personally took the pulse for him. Sure enough, although the wound on the outside looked scary, in fact, the disordered meridians had been restored by those pills. Sure enough, Duan Ziyin was really willing to feed so many precious pills to a man who had never known each other.
Is this a reluctance to find a wolf
For so many years in Yinluo Sect, Duan Ziyin's blood on her hands is no less than hers. Such a person would be the Madonna who yearns for the light with all his heart, and has no heart for the city
laugh--
Before saying it, Su Kui couldn't help but want to laugh, because the Luojiao system was cruel, and just climbed up to the position of the left guardian, she didn't know how much flesh and blood she had stepped on. Crawled out of the sea of corpses.
She pressed his wound as if she was angry, the more Fusang was in a coma, unprepared, and snorted, Su Kui laughed out, took out a pill from the porcelain bottle he brought, and rudely broke his The mouth was stuffed in.
The pill melted in his mouth, and soon it melted in his mouth and gradually flowed into his limbs along his throat, nourishing him one by one the damage caused by excessive blood loss.
"It's cheaper for you, scoffed--"
After doing all of this, she gave a cold snort, put on her hood, and floated out silently.
Two stones slapped twice and hit the black-clothed disciple who was sleeping at the door, and saw the two yawn and woke up leisurely. Then his face turned pale with fright. The people in this dark room were detained in the dark room, but the leaders especially valued them. Why did they fall asleep so carelessly
The two looked at each other, walked forward quickly, opened the stone door and checked, and they were relieved to see that the man was lying on the stone bed fortunately, life and death unknown.
Seeing the horrible wounds on Yue Fusang's body, he shook his body and closed the Shimen again.
No one knows, in fact, when the woman came, Yuefusang had already woken up.
Shimen closed again.
The more Fusang moved his stiff hands and feet, he noticed a little bit of coldness and itching at the wound, which was because the wound was gradually healing. The woman gave him something to eat, the taste was strange, but Yuefu Sang also felt a few precious medicinal materials from it.
The light-colored eyes flashed a touch of complexity in the dark secret room. What does a woman mean? Obviously this body injury, and the status of the prisoner, all thanks to her. But in the middle of the night, he sneaked into the dark room and healed him.