"Don't move."

Mu Qianqian neatly faded his robe to his waist, his perfect figure was undoubtedly revealed, his skin was like white jade, his muscles were well-proportioned, and his lines were clear.

The distance between the two was so close, unconsciously, her heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, although she had seen many beautiful men in magazines in her previous life, she had never felt like this today.

It must be too close! It must be so!

In order to prevent Xuanyuan Heng from seeing the clue, her gaze only stayed on him for a moment, and then she looked away.

But as it turned out, she was overthinking.

Xuanyuan Heng had been stunned for a long time, and he couldn't wait to observe the slight change in her expression.

"I'll give you the needle."

Mu Qianqian quickly sat behind Xuanyuan Heng, stabilized her mind, and said to Xuanyuan Heng, who was sitting stiffly in front of her: "Relax, don't be tense." ”。

The stiff Xuanyuan replied.

Mu Qianqian threw everything out of her mind, concentrated on it, and pierced the silver needles into the acupoints.

As a cultivator, it was inevitable to bump and bump, and Xuanyuan Heng, who thought it would be very painful, only to realize that this pain was insignificant compared to when he was injured on weekdays.

Although it was the first time he had heard of such a miraculous medical technique today, he felt relieved that he believed that she would not harm him.

When these silver needles were in place, Mu Qianqian used her spiritual energy to inject the silver needles, and the silver needles trembled slightly.

After half a burnt incense, Xuanyuan Heng's face was painful, beads of sweat rolled down against his beautiful face, and he violently protruded a mouthful of black blood.

After the needle was applied, Mu Qianqian put away the silver needle, took out a handkerchief from the ring, carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him, and said warmly: "After this needle, the poison in your body will delay the attack." ”。

Xuanyuan Heng nodded weakly, and suddenly felt dizzy and weak.

Mu Qianqian put on a robe for him, gently stroked him to lie down, and continued: "After this injection, you will be in a coma for a while, I will definitely find an antidote for you during this time, you can rest assured." ”。

Looking at her with an unusually determined expression, Xuanyuan Heng raised the corners of his lips slightly, spit out the word 'good', and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that he was completely asleep, Mu Qianqian's face changed instantly, and her eyes were full of worry.

I didn't expect this poison to be so domineering, she could only delay it for a day, and now it has been a few hours since the poisoning time, and now he has less than four days left.

How good is that?

How could she take Xuanyuan Heng back to the city within four days and find a fourth-order Dan Master at the same time?

Although the Mu family had a fourth-order Dan master, she didn't dare to guarantee that the head of the family would come to the rescue.

Even if Xuanyuan Heng had taken out a high-level healing voice before, he couldn't prove that there was a high-level Dan Master in the Shadow Gate, what if he bought it?

With the speed of Ice Feather, even if you desperately rush back, it will take a lot of time.

Even if she rushed back, where would she go to find a fourth-order Dan Master?

At this time, she really wished that she was a fourth-order Dan Master.

Wait a minute!

It's better to rely on others than on yourself!

She has been staying in the third-order pill master for a long time, and she has also refined a lot of third-order pills during this period, although now is not the best time to advance, how can she know if she can't succeed if she doesn't try?

Anyway, it's a gamble, and it's better to bet on yourself.

Thinking of this, Mu Qianqian made a decision in her heart, she took out a quilt from the ring, covered Xuanyuan Heng's body, and then got up and walked out of the tent.

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