Chapter Twenty-Seven: By One Man
This is your own marquis, right? The core hasn't been replaced, right?
turned to look at Xiao Yu beside her, although she covered her face with a black veil, her eyes were also full of shock. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In an instant, Steward Liu felt a little comforted in his heart.
Even Xiao Yu, who is usually moody, has this reaction, and it seems that he is not the most embarrassed one by thunder.
"Xiaoyu, come here."
"Yes!"
Although she didn't know what the Hou Ye called her, she still walked over without any hesitation.
"Girl, go!"
"Oh!"
I seem to have said that I want to help this girl see a doctor.
Shi Shiran walked up to Xiaoyu, and without saying a word, he grabbed her hand and checked her pulse.
The situation in front of him made Xiaoyu frown, and turned his head to look at the Hou Ye who was lying on the soft collapse.
Is Master Hou going to let this girl see a doctor for him? But......
"It's just for her to see, whether you want to detoxify or not is up to you, Ben Hou won't interfere more."
Feeling her pulse, no matter how good Ning Qianqian's upbringing is, she couldn't help but want to scold her mother, what is this, why are they so calamitous?
"Xiaoyu, is it? Can I show you your face? ”
Afraid that she would misunderstand, Ning Qianqian hurriedly explained for herself.
"I don't mean anything else, I just want to make sure you ......"
"It's okay......"
Without any hesitation, he reached out and took off the gauze on his face, his face was calm, and there was no wave in his cold eyes......
Although she was mentally prepared, when she really saw her face, Ning Qianqian was still shocked.
Half of her face was delicate and smooth, and her skin was fair, so she must have been a big beauty before, but the other face was ......
The whole face of the other face was covered with disgusting pus, and the pustules were dark in color, with her black clothes, and those extremely cold eyes, like a dark messenger crawling out of hell, like a deadly ghost, which made people shudder.
Seeing that she is not much older than herself, what kind of experience has she experienced before? Actually forced her to come here?
"Why did you choose to force the poison in your face?"
Hearing Ning Qianqian's words, a hint of gloom flashed in Xiao Yu's cold pupils, and she was not surprised that she could guess that she had forced the poison on her face.
She can even cure Hou Ye's poison, and there is nothing strange about knowing this.
"Xiao Yu in the past is dead, and now Xiao Yu is just a ghost who crawled out of hell, in addition to being loyal to Hou Ye, he is asking for his life from those enemies."
Looking at Xiaoyu's eyes full of hatred, Ning Qianqian suddenly realized how different this world was from the world she was originally in, and how difficult it was to settle down here.
But...... Although the poison in these two people is not different at all, this method of making poison is ......
"Master Hou, the poison of the two of you...... It's like it was made by one person......"
A trace of incredulity flashed in Xiao Yu's cold eyes, and she turned her head to look at Hou Ye, this ...... How is this possible.
There was a slight crack in Mo Li's bland eyes.
"Why do you say that?"
"This, I'm not sure, it's just that the method of making these two poisons is a little peculiar, I feel like it came from one person, but it's also possible that I thought too much about it."
Judging by their reactions, there should be nothing to do with these two people before they were poisoned, as for why Xiaoyu became Mo Li's subordinate......
Oops, I don't want to, I don't care about myself anyway.