() Lao Zeng waved his hand and wanted to refuse, but Zi Shaofeng grabbed his sleeve and dragged him away.

……

Ion Xuan likes to be quiet, so in the courtyard, at night, except for the guards hidden in the dark, no one will be allowed to appear.

So Ziye felt even more silent all the way.

Gently pushing open the door, Ziye's little head cautiously stuck in: "Ion Xuan? ”

In the room, there was a faint fragrance, and there was silence.

Covering the door with his backhand, Zi Ye's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Ion Xuan? Are you there? ”

Her gaze fell on a tea cup, the heat curled up, slowly rising, and behind the tentacles, the tea cup was warm.

Obviously, Ionic Xuan was still there just now.

"Click"

There was a slight sound of the bed shaking from the depths of the room, making her brow furrow.

"Ioc Xuan?"

Zi Ye followed the sound and quickly walked into the inner room, his heart sank suddenly, and he screamed.

"Ionic ......"

On the bed, Ionic Xuan curled up like a shrimp, twitching, as if he had fallen unconscious, and the spasmodic shaking drove the bed to make a slight trembling sound.

His naked and exposed skin was like a burn, blood red, black and purple, blood vessels burst, and the rapid beating rhythm of the pulse was clearly visible, as if it would burst in the next second.

His demonic features no longer have their former luster, his eyes are closed, his teeth bite his lower lip, and blood slowly drip down the corners of his lips on the bed, like a blooming plum blossom.

"Ion Xuan, what's wrong with you?"

Purple Night's eyes were gloomy, a touch of panic wandered in her pupils, and her trembling hands carefully touched his pulse, but the fingertips of his burning skin ached.

"The pulse is frenzied, and the skin is burning like fire...... How so? In a panic, Zi Ye remembered the bowl of soup that Tian Shui had said.

With a flash of figure, she quickly flashed out of the door, and her spiritual sense suddenly spread out.

Her eyes trembled, and she suddenly looked at a big tree, and the person was like a ghost, flashing away, looking directly into Zi Shaofeng's eyes.

"What did you put in that bowl of soup?"

Zi Shaofeng was still a little bit of a thief and wanted to explain, but when he saw Zi Ye's current look, he instantly realized that something was wrong.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

"You just tell me, what did you put in the soup that night?"

"A kind of flattery, medicine...... But just a little bit...... It's the size of a soybean......"

"You're going to kill him...... "Zi Ye stomped his foot in anger, and suddenly turned around and flew into Ixuan's room.

"Dandan, do we have an antidote for flattery and medicine there?"

"No ......" Dandan's voice was a little hesitant: "In principle, if you are poisoned, as long as yin and yang are combined, you can smooth the breath...... But I look at him...... It doesn't seem to be as simple as poisoning......"

"What then?"

"First use the holy spring to cool him down, first of all, to prevent his temperature from being too high, his internal breath disorder, and going mad into the ......."

When Zi Shaofeng and Zeng Shuo arrived in the room, they only saw the slightly messy bed and the red blood droplets on it.

Zi Shaofeng looked at Zeng Shuo with a gloomy face: "What happened?" What about them? ”

……

Inside the Nine Star Tower.

Zi Ye carefully placed the ion Xuan on the holy spring, and the spring water instantly gently wrapped him in it.

Where the water flows, the color of the ionic red skin finally begins to fade.

Purple Night carefully tested his pulse, although the pulse was chaotic, but it was no longer manic.

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