Ye Zhifang untied the mask covering his face, stretched out his hand, and waved it lightly in front of Murong Fu.

But he didn't move, and his eyes didn't blink at all.

Her heart twitched, this distress has nothing to do with love!

He is a very proud man, and he was made like this by his own relatives!

Gritting his teeth, he turned around and asked Qibao, "Then what do I need to do?" ”

Qibao squeaked his chin and looked at Murong Fu with a sad expression.

Although it didn't like Murong Fu, it didn't hate him.

Everything he has done for his master, it is present to witness.

The little master is a person who values love and righteousness, how can he endure to let go of this person who once helped her and leave.

It looked up at Ye Zhimad: "He needs Da Dan's blood, and this kind of blood needs dragon blood, if there is no real dragon's blood, then the anti-dragon blood like Dan Dan is also possible, but it is impossible for this place to find an anti-dragon blood as spiritual as Dandan, even if Dan Dan is here, you may not be willing to sacrifice it to save Murong Fu." ”

"Blood, blood is needed!" Ye Zhimad suddenly muttered to himself.

Isn't she the descendant of the real dragon, where do you need to go somewhere else to find the blood of the reverse dragon?

She immediately pulled a knife out of the space and slashed it across her wrist.

"Ah......h

When he looked at Ye Zhimad again, Ye Zhimad was already sitting on Murong Fu's body, his bleeding hand was raised, and he pinched Murong Fu's mouth with his other hand, dripping blood into Murong Fu's mouth.

Seeing this, Qibao's face turned pale with fright, jumped on the bed, grabbed the corner of Ye Zhifang's clothes and said: "Are you crazy, he doesn't need you to save him, after all, he is the descendant of the old lady, she will not want his life, you have dried up your own blood, how can you survive the battle in a few days." ”

Ye Zhimad looked back at Qibao and smiled, but there was a touch of firmness in his eyes: "Qibao, the person who saved me, I can't overdo it with my life, the person who helped me, I sacrificed a little blood to repay the kindness of others, he is in trouble now, I can only do this......"

"But you ......"

"I remember coming in from here!" Suddenly, the Murong Mansion guards came from outside the door, interrupting Qibao's voice.

Ye Zhimad looked back at Qibao: "If you want to help me, then find a way to lure them away." ”

Qibao whimpered: "But you shed a lot of blood, if I leave like this, what will you do?" ”

"If they come in, neither of us will try to run." Ye Zhi said coldly: "Go and lure them away, believe me, I still have Mo Junxie's immortal hairpin protector, and I will be fine." ”

Fairy hairpin?! As soon as he thought of the fairy hairpin, Ye Zhimad's heart twitched a few times.

He gave her all the hairpins, so what should he use to protect his body.

Qibao didn't dare to stubbornly stay, and immediately jumped out through the crack in the door.

It is stained with the evil qi of Ye Zhimad, and as long as the evil qi is released again, it can create an illusion.

The guards saw a black mass flying by, and immediately pointed in the direction of Qibao and shouted: "There, there, hurry, chase!" ”

Ye Zhimad saw that the guards had walked away, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

turned around and looked at Murong Fu.

Disgusted that the blood was flowing too slowly, she picked up the knife and slashed it at the original wound.

The pain that pierced the bone marrow made her face even paler......