Who's doing this?! Could it be that Feng Xiaoxun is that pervert?!

Luo Qingyu checked the rest of his body again, but he didn't see any scars, it seems-

What made him so weak was the wound in his chest.

Luo Qingyu's fingertips lightly pressed on the scar, and Emperor Shiyin's body trembled slightly, and a touch of pain appeared between his eyebrows.

Luo Qingyu didn't dare to touch it again, looking at the scar in a daze.

She has never studied medicine, and can only treat and bandage the wound simply, but the injury on Di Shiyin's body is not an injury in the ordinary sense, but I am afraid that ordinary methods will not work at all!

What should I do?

I knew that if Lu Dao had to deal with today's situation, she should have pestered Emperor Shiyin to study medicine!

It's not like today, holding him helpless in a coma!

She looked at the wound on his body again, and her heart suddenly moved!

Intuition felt that the shape of the palm was a little familiar, and she pressed the void palm on it—

The whole person seems to be frozen there!

The palm print matched hers amazingly, and it's exactly the same. This palm print was actually left by her!

There was a bang in her head, how could this be?!

How could she be so ruthless to Master?!

Even if he forces her to practice these days, she wants to shoot him away when she is extremely tired, but she definitely doesn't want to kill him!

This palm looks like the kind of one who did her best, and the scars left by this palm are not what she can do with her kung fu.

She remembered the blood-red thing again in a trance, and fought with her for control of her body—

My heart jumped, could it be that there was another soul in my body?!

The color of blood red should be a super resentful spirit, right?

When did such a person exist in your body?

Why did you never know the Tao?

She closed her eyes slightly, wanting to use the exorcism she had learned to sense the 'things' in her body.

She was about to do a good job, when a faint voice sounded: "Qing Yu, don't feel it!" ”

The voice is faint, but it is very clear and beautiful.

Luo Qingyu was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly looked down, and sure enough, he saw that Emperor Shiyin had opened his eyes, and he raised his hand to stop her, but his hand just moved like this, and then fell weakly.

The injury he suffered this time was worse than any other time, the pain in his chest seemed to be about to be turned over, his whole body was weak, and he didn't even bother to move a finger.

When confronting Feng Xiaoxun, he used all his potential, but he could only block him with those two moves.

And when Feng Xiaoxun threatened him with Luo Qingyu in the later stage, he used all his strength, but he was just able to force himself to stand up straight-

There seemed to be a knife stirring in his internal organs, and his face was pale from pain, and cold sweat came out from his forehead from time to time.

"Master!" Luo Qingyu originally saw him wake up and liked it, but suddenly saw his suddenly changed face, and his heart twisted: "Master, isn't it painful?" ”

A smile tugged at the corner of Emperor Shiyin's lips: "It's okay, it's not very painful." ”