"Palace Master Yue, please forgive me. For the sake of self-protection, the little girl can't help Young Master Yue. She can only feed him the pill that she has accumulated when he is bloodied by the demon girl, and only a breath is left..."
Duan Ziyin was taken aback by a loud bang when the rest of the words were not finished.
The clearer lips trembled, and endless killing intent burst into his eyes, "That demon girl, how dare she, how dare she!!"
His deceased wife died prematurely, and he raised his son as a father and a mother. In the end, everyone's hatred turned into resentment towards himself. If he insisted at the beginning, he would fight for death and prevent Yue Fusang from going out. , Things will never fall to where it is today.
Duan Ziyin, who had been watching Yue Qing, knew that now that Yue Qing’s hatred was enough, he would definitely fail to reach his goal and not give up, and personally understand Yin Manshu.
She didn't intend to stimulate any more, otherwise, let Yue Qing lose her sanity, then, she would only be in a mess.
She pursed her lips, "The medicine that inhibits cultivation will cause irreparable damage to the body in the long run. What's more, it will last a lifetime, and the cultivation will not be able to go further. Therefore, please calm down. To succeed in one fell swoop!"
Duan Ziyin fixedly looked at Yue Qing, and said solemnly.
The more she said, the clearer she naturally understood, but how could he calm down after hearing the tragic situation of Yue Fusang? I can’t wait to rush to Yinluo immediately and kill the demon girl to get revenge!
His brain was beating, and he barely suppressed the anger in his heart, "I see, please don't worry about girl Duan, this move will surely live up to girl Duan's expectations!"
When the matter was over, Duan Ziyin did not intend to stay anymore.
Before leaving, Yue Qing took out an unremarkable bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Duan Ziyin. When the two people meet, everything is clear.
After going out of the bath, Su Kui leaned lazily on the couch. She was wearing only a white cotton blouse, her hair was moist, and she stepped barefoot on the soft top and closed her eyes to rest.
The flushing from the roots of the ears, mixed with the smell of mandala and musk in the air, silently told, just now, what happened in this room.
The more Fusang's black hair fell to his waist, he was sitting at the table, holding a cup in his hand. He wore a robe loosely, and his casual posture was very different from his usual cold and meticulous appearance.
Afterwards, there was no warmth, no caressing, and only silence remained in the air.
Su Kui lay her eyes closed for a long time, hearing the rustling sound in her ears, she slowly opened her eyes, her dark red eyes looked not far away, and the eyes flashed with light. Yue Fu Sang was already neatly dressed, and once again returned to his appearance as Young Master Pian Pian, as if the man who just wanted to rub her into his bones was not him.
After he got dressed, he raised his eyes to see her looking over, the two people's eyes met in the air, and they turned sideways naturally.
The more Fusang's thin lips pressed lightly, silently.
Su Kui sneered, with a hint of sarcasm at the corners of his lips, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself for being affectionate or laughing at his pretentious gesture. Lazy words overflowed from the red lips, with a thin tone, "Go out, I'm tired."
tired-
Hearing this, the more Fusang's light eyes paused, he took a deep look at Su Kui and opened his mouth. In the end, he didn't say anything and stepped back silently.
They faced each other for too long, as if whoever bowed their heads first gave up. When he heard this sentence at first, he didn't know how to react.