The grievances and sorrows of the past few days all converged, making Ling Luo cry uncontrollably for a while, and the tears were like unscrewed faucets, and they couldn't stop.

Xiao Ziyu knew that Ling Luo was holding back a lot of sad and suffocating things in his heart, so she vented her emotions, and the clothes on her body were regarded as handkerchiefs to wipe Ling Luo's tears, and he was wet and dirty, but he didn't have any complaints.

The sky was gradually overcast, thunder and lightning were also shuttling through the dark clouds, and the air became much more humid, as if a storm was coming.

"Little Luoluo, let's ......" Xiao Ziyu was about to persuade Ling Luo to go to another place to avoid it, but his body softened with all his strength, and he fell uncontrollably into Ling Luo's arms beside him, and his pale face looked particularly pitiful.

Seeing this, Ling Luo immediately stopped crying, the tears on his face had not yet dried, so he quickly reached out to probe Xiao Ziyu's pulse beside him, and felt the weak beating from under his fingertips, and his good-looking brows were instantly tightly tangled together.

It turned out that Xiao Ziyu only cared about making Ling Luo cry, but he stupidly delayed the time for his own poison treatment, and the pain caused by the poison of the silver snake for a long time made his already injured body even weaker, which would lead to this situation similar to fainting from strength.

Now that the toxin has faintly infiltrated into the viscera with the blood flow, Ling Luo knew that this situation could not be delayed any longer, so he quickly helped Xiao Ziyu out of this wilderness, and now finding a place to hide from the wind and rain to drive away the poison for Xiao Ziyu is the most important thing.

However, God must not have understood the prayer in Ling Luo's heart, and instead of becoming clearer, the sky became more and more gloomy and gloomy.

The dark clouds seemed to be thick and depressed as if they were about to press down on people's faces, and the lightning and thunder were even louder, and the rumbling tremors made Ling Luo's heart tremble, and the raindrops of beans smashed densely on his face, which was no different from the feeling of beating people hard.

Ling Luo helped Xiao Ziyu, who didn't have much strength, to walk forward, even if he used spiritual power in his arm, it was still difficult to walk, and when he finally found a simple inn, the clothes on their bodies were already soaked from the inside out, wet and sticky to their bodies, and the whole person felt cold or cold, and at this time Xiao Ziyu was already delirious and unconscious.

After handing over the money and opening the room, Ling Luo hurriedly took off all the clothes on Xiao Ziyu's body, trying to eliminate the strange thoughts in his heart, and secretly meditated in front of her that it was not Xiao Ziyu, just a dying patient, or a patient without gender.

Ling Luo instructed the little guy to boil the hot water of a whole bath bucket, and then closed his eyes and put Xiao Ziyu, who had already begun to stiffen, into the hot water, so that he could relieve the chill that invaded the bone marrow in his body and prepare for the next detoxification process.

Ever since she had been tricked by the enemy, Ling Luo had been accustomed to carrying all kinds of antidote pills with her, and long before she fought against the soldiers of Jinyu, she had found out that Jinyu was rich in highly poisonous silver snakes, and she often used them to poison people.

In order to prepare for emergencies, Ling Luo had already prepared the antidote to this poison by her side in advance, thinking that if Jinyu came up with such a trivial method, she would be able to deal with it.