She opened her mouth and breathed heavily, or she would have fainted from the pain.

"Murong Fu, wake up quickly, I don't have so much blood to feed you." She said as she fed him blood.

Although Murong Fu's face had improved, his eyes were still wide and unconscious.

In his eyes, Ye Zhimad's face was imprinted.

It was a face he had admired for a long time, gradually enlarged in his pupils.

The hand on the edge of the bed moved slightly.

But he only moved for a moment, and then he was unconscious.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zhifang felt that the blood on his body was about to run dry, and Murong Fu still did not wake up.

"Didn't Shippo say that if you drink blood, you'll be fine? Why don't you wake up yet, do you really want to drag me to death, there is no door! ”

Ye Zhimad didn't know where the anger came from, seeing him like this to die and not live, she raised her small fist angrily and hit Murong Fu's chest hard.

"Ahem, ahem—" A punch, very heavy, with a lot of pressure.

Murong Fu's mouth immediately spurted out of Da Dan's black blood.

Splashed Ye Zhimad's face was covered with blood.

And Murong Fu, when he was also coughing, sat up and coughed uncontrollably.

Ye Zhifang was afraid that his movement would be too big, and when he was discovered by Murong Lao Taijun's people, he immediately covered his mouth with his hand.

However, as soon as her waist tightened, her whole body fell into his arms.

And he, without realizing it, put his arms around her and lay back on the bed.

The two of them were tightly clinging to each other.

Such a light and petite body was stacked on top of him, which made him truly feel the existence of life.

He...... It turned out to be alive.

is tormented by poison every day and night, and the person he wants to see the most is Ye Zhimad.

She was in his arms at the moment, and he couldn't say anything in surprise.

His hands suddenly clasped Ye Zhifang's head, and he raised his head, and his lips were heavy on her lips......

Her head was already dizzy due to excessive blood loss, and her vision had already appeared in a blurred state, but at this moment, Murong Fu treated her like this, but she regarded it as Mo Junxie.

Both hands also hugged Murong Fu's body, and the two of them rolled and kissed on the bed!

But Ye Zhimad gently called the name of "Mo Junxie" in his mouth.

This made Murong Fu suddenly retract his hand, raised his head, and looked at the woman in his arms with a pale face.

The blood on her hand was still flowing, and the hairpin had already fallen into a corner when she was rolling just now, just hidden under the quilt.

When the hairpin is in the body, the blood will automatically stop, but when the hairpin leaves the body, the wound will come out of the blood again!

She forced her consciousness and told herself that she couldn't sleep or faint, but her brain was uncontrollably dizzy and heavy!

I can't lift any energy at all!

His mouth shouted vigorously: "Mo Jun Evil, Mo Jun Evil, Mo Jun Evil-"

Murong Fu's heart twitched fiercely, and his voice was filled with sadness: "What's so good about Mo Junxie?" ”

"Surround Murong Mansion for me, don't even think about going out if anyone comes in tonight." At this moment, the voice of another guard came from outside the door.

Murong Fu turned his head violently, with a cold chill in his eyes, he picked up Ye Zhimad, who had fallen asleep, got out of bed, and flew to the roof!

"Bang-" There was a loud noise on the roof of the house.

The light blue figure, holding a petite person, is riding the night sky with the green dragon martial spirit......