The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled into a faint smile, and then he stretched out a hand and carefully picked up the silver-colored fish with a sea-blue glow, which was covered in blood and seriously injured.

The fish is about half a meter long and is held in both hands.

Ling Luo returned to the room, spread a clean bandage on the table, placed the blood-stained fish on it, and then fetched the medicine box.

After carefully wiping the blood stains on the surface, Ling Luo saw clearly the wounds on Yu'er's body, there were two in total.

One was on the right side of the fish's tail, and a hole was pierced directly, and black flesh turned out.

In the other place, it was near the mouth of the heart, as if it had been pierced by a sharp weapon, but it was not pierced, and the blood that flowed out was also black, and the wound was very dirty.

"How can the blood of a fish be black?"

Ling Luo's brows furrowed deeply, she took out a quaint celadon bottle, took out some black blood, and collected it.

She put the celadon bottle holding black blood on the tip of her nose, sniffed carefully, and frowned: "It doesn't look like some kind of venom, it's so strange." ”

The dragon had slept to its heart's content, poked its head out of the bed, stretched out its paws and licked it, then scratched its head.

When he saw the silver fish on the table, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he kicked his hind paws, jumped over, and pounced.

"Meow! Is it breakfast for Uncle Ben, Xiaoluo, you are so caring. The emperor likes to eat fish. ”

Ling Luo rolled his eyes, slapped the cheap dragon, and scolded softly: "You really think you're a cat, eating fish?" If you want to eat fish, go to the pond outside to catch it, and you are not allowed to eat this one. ”

The cheap dragon jumped on Ling Luo's lap with some unhappiness, dodging her attack, and then jumped on the table again, lying on the fat ball like a ball, a pair of red black eyes squinted squirting.

"It's really stingy, it's just a fish, I don't eat it, hum~" The cheap dragon snorted softly, looking unhappy.

Ling Luo was helpless, stretched out a hand, gently rubbed the head of the cheap dragon, and helped him smooth his hair by the way.

The cheap dragon who was being stroked grunted twice pleasantly, and then said: "Forget it, this kind of dying fish polluted by demonic energy, the emperor is also unappetizing when he sees it." ”

"What did you just say?" Ling Luo raised his eyebrows, and a touch of crystal color crossed his beautiful eyes.

The cheap dragon was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and then said, "The emperor said...... This kind of fish that is polluted by demonic energy and is dying is very unappetizing. ”

"That's right! Demonic energy! Ling Luo's face crossed a trace of strange figure, and his expression was a little excited, "I said, why is it so weird, it turns out that it is not poison at all, but dark demonic energy!" ”

In Xuanyuan Jing's Tianyuan No. 1 Gambling Stone Workshop, Ling Luo had witnessed the scene of the birth of the cursed stone king Feng Ling, and the dark demonic energy emitted by the Feng Ling at that time was the same attribute as the black blood contaminated by the wound of this fish.

"Thank you, Hell." Ling Luo was very happy.

The cheap dragon thief smiled and said: "If I really want to thank the emperor, I will prepare breakfast for the emperor, and the emperor wants to eat grilled fish, fresh grilled fish." ”

"I'll double it for you when I go back, and now I have urgent matters to deal with." Ling Luo gently patted the hairy head of the cheap dragon and coped with it.

The cheap dragon snorted twice more, lying on his stomach next to Ling Luo.