Nangong Yu's eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness: He knew the secret that he couldn't tell others, but he easily told himself!
A duplicitous little thing, dare to say that he doesn't like himself!
Hexi checked Nangong Yu's body again to make sure there was no problem, and left him a few more bottles of spiritual spring water before calling Qinglong in.
This time, Qinglong reconfirmed that Nangong Yu was safe and well, and that he would return to normal in three days. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He looked at Hexi with awe and gratitude in his eyes, and he no longer had the previous vigilance.
After Hexi explained some precautions, she was about to leave, but Nangong Yu grabbed her hand, showing a sad expression that she was about to be abandoned.
Hexi was covered in black lines, and she repeatedly stated that she would come over tomorrow, so Nangong Yu reluctantly let her go.
While following Hexi to send her out, Qinglong sneaked a look at the master who had regained his calm and unfathomable expression, and compared his appearance just now, he couldn't help but shudder.
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As soon as Hexi and Qinglong walked out of Nangongyu's bedroom, they saw Baihu, Wuxin, Suzaku and others anxiously waiting outside the gate.
Because the treatment for Nangong Yu consumed too much spiritual power, and because he had just returned from a hot place to a cool place, the blood on Hexi's face quickly faded, becoming a little pale, and there was obvious fatigue on his face.
Seeing her haggard look, Suzaku was immediately overjoyed, thinking that she had won, she glared at Qinglong, and said loudly: "Qinglong, is this woman incapable of curing master? Now the master's treatment time has been delayed, Your body is damaged, can you bear the consequences?"
Qinglong narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Suzaku with disgust in his eyes, but he has always lacked expression, so outsiders can't tell from his expression, "Suzaku, you just hope that the princess can't cure the prince so much. In your eyes, the master's safety is not as good as your dirty thoughts?"
"You don't spitting blood!" Suzaku screamed, and growled, "It is obvious that you trusted this bitch so that the master was in danger. You still call this bitch Princess, do you like her beauty? Did you lose your head because of her seduction?"
Qinglong's eyes suddenly shot out Senhan's spiritual power, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed in an instant, and he slashed at Suzaku fiercely.
Suzaku felt a huge spiritual pressure coming, like a mountain pressing on her body, causing her knees to fall to the ground with a bang, spit out a mouthful of blood, and her face turned pale.
"You...you..." Suzaku's voice trembled, and he spat out blood, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.
Wu Xin stepped forward and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Master?"
Qinglong glanced at Hexi who was smiling but not smiling, and then said calmly: "Master is awake, and he will be fully recovered in three days. I just confirmed it with him personally."
When Wuxin and others heard the words, they immediately showed an expression of relief, and the tense nerves in their whole body relaxed instantly.
Although the master is only a young man who is just twenty years old, compared to them who have lived for dozens of years, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a nephew. However, for so many years, the master has used his incomparable strength and wisdom to become the backbone of Tie Qilin and Hades Palace. Without the master, they will be like headless flies who have lost their direction, not knowing what to do good.