"Ah Zhan, did something happen?" Ye Qingluo's pupils suddenly constricted.
The Gu poison on Long Yunzhan's body still stayed in his body.
At that time, Miao Yiyi was specially sent to Xilan Continent to relieve Long Yunzhan of Gu.
However, Miao Yiyi could only temporarily suppress the poison in Long Yunzhan's body.
The old man Cang also said...
The Gu poison on Long Yunzhan's body is not a Gu that can be cultivated in the realm of Nirvana.
That kind of Gu insects can only be cultivated by people with extraordinary strength.
I want to completely detoxify.
He can only go up to the Three Realms, looking for someone who knows the art of witchcraft, to unravel the Gu for Long Yunzhan.
Miao Zhi sent this letter.
It was about targeting Long Yunzhan's poison and asking her to meet tomorrow.
However, after learning that the letter was written by Miao Zhi.
Mo Yueying actually took the initiative to ask questions.
Ye Qingluo's first reaction was to think of Long Yunzhan.
Mo Yueying blinked her empty eyes, then shook her head with a stiff neck: "No."
Ye Qingluo stared closely at Mo Yueying.
There was really no other superfluous emotion to be seen on that expressionless, soulless face.
After a long while, the tight expression on Ye Qingluo's face relaxed: "Let's go see Miao Zhi together tomorrow."
Mo Yueying is not a person who knows how to lie.
She said nothing.
At least before she came to the realm, Long Yunzhan's Gu poison did not recur.
Mo Yueying nodded vigorously.
Ye Qingluo just put away the letter paper.
This one is going to hug Jun Qingwu and say thank you.
The arms have not had time to open.
Her feet left the ground suddenly.
The whole person fell into a generous embrace.
Above the head, a man's deep and hoarse voice floated down, but it was somewhat cool: "Xiao Luo'er just woke up not long ago, and still needs a lot of rest, man, I'll take it away first."
Everyone's eyes widened, trying to stop it.
What does it mean to need more rest
Obviously...
Ye Qingluo just woke up not long ago!
You haven't talked to them for long, have you
However, no one dared to say such words.
He could only watch Di Moxuan helplessly, taking Ye Qingluo away with a very domineering posture.
...
Ye Qingluo wrapped his arms around Di Moxuan's neck, feeling the cool breeze blowing on his cheeks.
But soon, she was tightly surrounded by men in his arms.
Warm and cover her.
Ye Qingluo realized something.
The little heads curled up in his arms.
Just got into the room.
Ye Qingluo's back fell on the soft quilt.
The man's warm air pressure rushed down to his face.
Ye Qingluo hurriedly stretched out her hand, and blocked Di Moxuan's chest.
As soon as he raised his head, he met those eyes that were as deep and full of emotion as black obsidian stones.
Her heart skipped a beat suddenly.
There was also a blush on both cheeks.
"It's not that I just woke up and need to rest more. What are you doing?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, stroked the man's eyebrows with his fingers, and gently described them.
Di Moxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the fingers flickering on his face from the corner of his eye, and hooked his lips evilly: "You are still cuter when you are lying down."
Ye Qingluo: "..." These words sound horrifying.
Don't say it like... like necrophilia, okay
This style of painting is a bit wrong!
Di Moxuan smiled lowly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "You who are lying down, I am the only one beside you."
His voice was very deep.
It sinks so deep that it feels like the heart is tightening.
Ye Qingluo just wanted to say something.
The man suddenly tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms.