But the current situation did not allow her to think about it any more, and if she waited for a quarter of an hour, the poison would go deeper, so without any certainty, Linglong used a pair of scissors to cut the clothes at his wound.

At this time, the whole black and bloody wound looked a little scary, but Linglong didn't seem to be afraid of any of this, maybe she was born to be a medicine practitioner to treat the world.

Linglong took a knife, sanitized it on the fire, and then used the knife to pick out the truncated arrow, pulling out the severed arrow that had been left on the Assassin's body.

Immediately, the blood flowed, Linglong took the dressing and pressed the bleeding wound, used a knife to cut out the carrion on the poisoned wound, and then applied gold creation medicine, and then bandaged the wound.

After an hour, the man's face seemed to be much better, and he gradually regained his strength. Linglong helped him to the bed to rest, and then went out to get the bottle of potion, which was the potion that the master left for himself when he left, and now he can't go out to decoct the potion, so he can only take the potion, and give him the potion, otherwise he will be so seriously injured, it is estimated that it will be difficult to wake up.

If this person does not wake up sooner, then he will be found in the dormitory sooner or later, and no one will survive by then.

Two hours passed, and the man's pulse finally stabilized, and Linglong's heart could finally settle down. At this time, the light of the candle flame in the dormitory was dim, but Linglong could still see clearly when he sat next to the bed, it was a handsome face, although he was seriously injured and unconscious, but his temperament was still there.

After being busy for so long, Linglong felt a little tired when she sat down, after all, too many things had happened in the past few hours, and Linglong sat there and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

After worrying about it for so long, it can finally be released, and what happened last night is really a test for Linglong. But she finally passed the test, after all, without revealing her identity.

The candle flame in the hall flickered, and in the second half of the night, the cold wind blew in, and the cold air hit people. Zimo opened his eyes slightly, what he saw at this time was an unfamiliar environment, the white veil in this hall was blown by the breeze and fluttered. Zimo tried to get up, but then, the pain of the wound attacked.

He took a deep breath, and at this time he saw the girl lying next to him, Zimo was no stranger to her, she was the woman who had been playing the piano in the courtyard on weekdays.

At this time, she was lying on the edge of the bed, sleeping quietly, Zimo looked at her so closely for the first time, fair skin, small face, a wisp of green silk slid down in front of her ears, at this time she looked so beautiful, a quiet beauty, although she closed her eyes, even this could not hide her soft and quiet beauty.

Zimo looked at her quietly like this, and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of waking her up. At this time, the aroma of sandalwood incense in the hall slowly wafted over, and with the breeze drifting into the dormitory, Zimo exerted all his strength to sit up, but the sharp pain from the wound spread on his body.

Such a gentle movement woke up Linglong, who was already asleep. Linglong slowly opened her heavy eyelids and looked at the man in black in front of her.

"You're awake!" Linglong whispered.

Zimo tried to hold on to the edge of the bed with his hand, trying to sit up. But the pain of the wound made him cover the wound with his hand.

"Don't move now, you're not lightly hurt!" Linglong said softly.

"Hmmm! You saved me? Zimo asked in a deep voice.

By this time, the sky was already dark, and the surrounding heat was still covered with a layer of gray.

"Last night, you were injured and strayed into the temple." Linglong looked at the person in front of him, he finally woke up, and finally it was not in vain that she worked so hard to take care of him all night, thinking of this, Linglong's mouth raised a slight arc at this time.

"Thank you!" Zimo said slowly, and now his body has not fully recovered.

Linglong looked out the window and knew that it was almost dawn, but she didn't know what to do with the current situation.

"By the way, why were you hunted down by the forbidden army in the palace?" Linglong looked at Zimo and asked.

Zimo took out the note from his sleeve and handed it to Linglong. Linglong took it, it was a note that had been stained with blood, she opened the note and looked at it, and was stunned. That was the letter he had prepared to write to the general last night.

But how could this note end up in the hands of this man in black, could it be that it was in order to find this note that they wanted to find this assassin last night.

"There is someone in the mansion who wants to kill the Hou Ye, but I haven't found out who this person is?" Zimo said in a slightly tired voice.

When Linglong heard him say this, her whole heart was relaxed, and she didn't have to hang in the air all the time. So far, no one has found out that this note was written by themselves.