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Lin Yuan's words made the second elder stunned for a moment, he walked over to him and explained, "Your Highness, I ......"

However, Lin Yuan interrupted him loudly: "Second Elder, a little injury, this king is fine." ”

Retracting the gaze that fell on him, Lin Yuan looked at Feng Qingyan beside him, and said to the second elder: "This king is a little sleepy and wants to take a rest, please go back." ”

His expression at this time is completely in front of and after people, probably because he is in a bad mood, so his attitude is still a lot more indifferent and a little impersonal.

Feng Qingyan looked at him, and everyone could understand what his gesture meant.

When she looked away, she happened to see the Second Elder, who was standing below staring at her coldly, as if he was very displeased with her, and this dislike came from the first glance.

However, even though Lin Yuan had already said so, the second elder still persuaded: "Your Highness, this woman ......"

"Second Elder." As soon as his words were spoken, Lin Yuan spoke coldly again, interrupting him, and his patience seemed to be running out.

"Yes." Unable to do so, the second elder had to retreat, and before leaving, he glanced at Feng Qingyan with displeasure, as if he had some grudge with her.

The door of the main hall was closed again, and only Feng Qingyan and the two were left in the empty waiting hall.

In the dark night, the candles in the hall were lit up, Feng Qingyan didn't look at Lin Yuan, and after being silent for a while, she asked him, "What's the matter with my poison?" ”

If this poison can't be solved, Feng Qingyan feels that she will not feel at ease anywhere, and the poison in her body must be solved.

"Extracted from the 10,000-year-old ice breath, it is so cold that it can only be suppressed with a scorching lamp now......"

Lin Yuan told her about it, and he also turned his head away and didn't look at her. He raised his hand and wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, no longer holding on to the injury, and a pale appeared on his face.

Poison ...... in 10,000 Years of Ice Breath Feng Qingyan was suddenly silent, she tried to remember how she was injured and how she felt when the poison attacked, but ......

"That woman was also scratched by a dagger, why is she okay?" Her voice was cold, remembering that when she was in the Netherworld Temple, the woman was also scratched by Chu Linjie, but she didn't seem to be affected.

"She'd taken the antidote a long time ago, so she's fine, but now the antidote is gone."

After speaking, Lin Yuan also covered his lips and coughed lightly a few times, probably because he didn't want to make a sound, so he kept pressing, Feng Qingyan glanced at him, because he was facing her sideways, so she didn't see his face clearly.

Hearing that there is no antidote, she is still a little distressed, does this mean that if she wants to live, then she can only stay here in the future? Stay by his side?

No, it must not be!

"Don't worry, I'll find an antidote for you, it's easy, I'm just, I just need some time......" He turned to look at her, reaching out his hand to her again, trying to grab her arm.

He said: "Xiao Yan'er, I did it wrong before, can you believe me again?" ”

She dodged his hand sideways, her body shrunk back, his eyes slowly closed, her hands hanging limply on the couch, and her tall body fell with it.

When Feng Qingyan saw this scene, a pair of beautiful eyebrows couldn't help frowning, not understanding what he was doing.

But he lay there motionless, as if he had passed out, and Feng Qingyan leaned forward curiously, and found that his eyes had been closed, and his face was sickly pale, as if he were sick.

Remembering that the elder had just yelled that he was injured, she thought that he must be seriously injured and unconscious, right?

"You, what's wrong with you?" She nudged him with her foot, but he didn't react at all.

So she boldly approached him, put her hand on his wrist, and probed his pulse, only to find that his pulse was very weak.

She is not a doctor, she can't see his injuries at a glance, if the soul power recovers, she can let the soul power enter his body to investigate a thing or two, but she hasn't recovered.

I think he might really be injured, if he doesn't get healed, will he die here? There were only two of them in this hall, and if he died, she would finish it......

"Lin Yuan, wake up." She nudged him and patted him on the face with her hand, but he never responded, and his face grew paler.

"I'll call someone." After thinking about it, Feng Qingyan was about to get up and call someone after saying this, but at this time, her hand was suddenly pulled by a force.

"Don't go." The two words that were quite clear spit out from Lin Yuan's mouth, and Feng Qingyan looked at him.

She leaned closer to him, saw him open his eyes slightly, and heard him say, "The Second Elder has always disliked you, if he knows that my injury is related to you, he will definitely take the opportunity to embarrass you, just stay obedient." ”

His aura was much weaker than before, and he didn't have the indifferent appearance he had before.

He was very clear about his injury, in fact, it was not so serious at first, but later because he was stimulated by Feng Qingyan's behavior, the blood and qi in his body were unstable, and the injury was aggravated by accident.

Because this matter had something to do with Feng Qingyan, he was afraid that the second elder would embarrass her, so he insisted on saying that he was okay and let them leave.

Although he didn't know whether this was true or not, he still made Feng Qingyan silent for a moment, looking at the man quietly.

"Xiao Yan'er, do you believe me?" He tugged at her hand, struggling to get up, like a child who had made a mistake and wanted to be forgiven.

Trust him? Thinking of what he had just done to herself, she didn't know whether to trust him anymore.

And between them, it is not so familiar.

Unable to get her response for a long time, Lin Yuan finally closed his eyes again in disappointment, and his long eyelashes were pulled down, as if with a touch of melancholy.

Is it only when he is unconscious that she cares about him in the slightest?

Feng Qingyan raised his eyes and looked at him again, he was lying quietly on the side, his delicate eyes were tightly closed, his perfect side face was pale, he kept frowning, he should have thought of something unhappy.

This man seems to be too infatuated, if the object of that infatuation is not her, she may pity him, but she feels that he does not need to be pitied.

And she's already cloud-deep......

By the way, what about Yunshen? Thinking of this question, Feng Qingyan looked at Lin Yuan's gaze with a little more scrutiny.

If she was here, where was Ye Yunshen, who had been with her before, now?

How did Lin Yuan get hurt? Will it have anything to do with the night cloud depth? How is he doing now?

This question wrapped around Feng Qingyan's heart, making her feel uneasy, and she couldn't help but clench her sleeves.