When Yaya heard this, she instantly shuddered: "Wolf venom? How is it possible? How is it possible? He said it himself?"

"No, I'm just a little worried, after all, he hasn't heard from him for many days. ”

"It's impossible, how can you speak so energetically after being poisoned by wolf. Besides, don't you bring him the pills made by your father, it can't be okay. Yaya was convinced.

"That's good, maybe I'm too worried about myself, you go to sleep quickly, I'll go back." After saying that, Fanyin returned to his room, feeling a little more steady. As soon as he lay down on the bed, another message came from the lettercard.

"You also have something for me to hear. Beiming wrote. He stared at his handwriting, a little nervous as he first wrote.

"I, what did I say? I'm fine here, it's fine. Sanskrit wrote.

After a long time, she didn't see her in the north. Fanyin stared at the letter card, her brows furrowed, and she became worried. After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said to the letter, "Beiming, you come back early!" As soon as she finished speaking, Fanyin was stunned on the bed, her heart was pounding, her little face felt a little feverish, and she was inexplicably nervous.

"I, what am I doing, what am I talking about!" Sanskrit said nervously, muttering to herself. "He's busy outside, what am I asking him to come back soon, stupid!"

Beiming waited for a long time, and when he saw Fanyin ignoring her, he began to feel anxious in his heart, thinking that his request was a little strange, he just wanted to hear her voice. At this moment, the letter card was rolled into the shape of a trumpet flower in the palm of his hand, and Bei Ming happily put the letter card to his ear. He had never been so nervous when he listened to Sanskrit.

He let go of the trumpet flower, only to hear a nice and urgent voice coming from inside: "Beiming, you come back early!" Beiming suddenly came out of his mind, and his originally nervous heart was now beating faster, and then he laughed sweetly. He listened to it several more times, turned to his side, and wrote to Sanskrit: "Got it, go to sleep, good night." ”

Fanyin looked at the words written by Beiming, a smile also floated on her face, she let out a long sigh, finally put her mind at ease, and replied, "Well, good night." ”

Early the next morning, Hu Qingqing and Mo Duoli came to the North Underworld room together. I saw that Beiming was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his hands between his legs, exhaling and breathing. The dark blue of the black blood on his body has faded, his face is fair, and the whole person is completely different from the murderous aura of the previous near-death fight, and his handsome face looks much gentler under the tranquility.

Bei Ming breathed, his voice was steady, and he couldn't hear the pain of last night. Mo Duoli and Hu stood in the hall softly, and neither made a sound. After a while, Bei Ming opened his eyes, the black bloodshot had disappeared, and the previous exhaustion could not be seen between his eyebrows.

"I feel much better, Miss Hu, thank you, I will remember the grace of saving my life. If you need my help in the future, I will do it!" Bei Ming stood up from the bed and said.

"You don't need to thank me, I do. Hu looked at Beiming gently and gently.

"Miss Hu, I haven't had time to ask you these days in a coma, this place should not be too far from Liaodi, do you usually live here by yourself?"

"This is not my home, it's a temporary place for me to pick herbs. My family lives in Hu Manguo. Hu said softly.

"Hu Manguo? is the country not far from the Crypto Mountain. "The Northern Underworld.

"No wonder, it turns out that you and Xuanhua are from the same country, it seems that the people of your country can really detoxify wolf poison, so Hua Po will be fine. "Modori smiled.

"It's none of my business whether someone else lives or dies, I just want him to be safe. Hu said softly, and only smiled at Bei Mingdao, "It turns out that your name is Bei Tang Bei Ming, what a nice name." ”

Mo Doli was refuted and lost face, and wanted to distinguish a few words, but there was no way to say it, after all, people are saving people with their own blood.

"Miss Hu," Bei Ming was gently interrupted by Hu as soon as he spoke, "It's okay to tell me to be gentle." ”

Beiming opened his mouth and held back a sentence for a long time: "That, Miss Hu." ”

"I said it, tell me gently. Hu snorted lightly, and his already thin face was even more weak at the moment. With a thin body, a white dress, and standing barefoot in the house, Chu Chu is moving.

With such an intimate name, Beiming couldn't think of it, and was thinking about how to refuse, only to hear a frowning voice sounding on the side: "People call you to call her gently, not Miss Hu Beiming, you have bad ears from poisoning?" Linglong said lying on Beiming's ears and stretching his legs. As soon as he turned around and turned his face, Linglong grabbed Beiming's ear with his claws, stared, and was looking inside.

"I can hear you. "The Northern Underworld.

"I can hear it and call it wrong! Worry about me in vain!" Linglong flashed his ears with his wings.

"What are you, a friend of the Northern Underworld?" Hu said with a light smile, this was the first time she had spoken to someone other than the Northern Underworld.

"What...... What are you scolding me?" Linglong was stunned as he spoke.

"No, I don't. Hu looked at Linglong with a slightly obscured expression, she didn't realize that her words just now were a little offensive to others.

Linglong looked at her, her graceful eyes revealing nonchalance, "Okay." Linglong was a little helpless.

"Hu, ...... gently" Beiming also stumbled when he spoke.

"Let me see what the hell is going on!Ahhhh

"I didn't!" Bei Ming reached out and lifted Linglong aside.

"Then how can you say that the names of people are not good, come and tell me, Sanskrit, Sanskrit, you say, I'll listen, come, Sanskrit, Sanskrit. "Linglong was pulled by the wings of the North Underworld, and his mouth was not idle.

"Who is Sanskrit? are you?" Hu looked back at Mo Duoli gently.

"No, Sanskrit is his girlfriend. Linglong chattered.

"What!" exclaimed Hu and Mo Duoli.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Bei Ming turned his head and pretended to glare at Ling Long, and suddenly heard Ling Long say this, his whole heart was about to jump out in fright, but when he thought about it, he felt a little beautiful.

"Our little voice is a girl, or is it your boyfriend?" replied, shaking his four calves.

"That's not called a girlfriend, it's called a friend, a female friend. Beiming corrected.

"Oh, that's it, you humans have so many tricks, no wonder Xiaoyin won't let me marry her, it turns out that there are so many names. Linglong was squirming in mid-air.

Beiming no longer paid attention to Linglong, turned his head to Lin and said softly: "Miss Hu, after all, you and I have known each other for a short time, and it is still a little inconvenient to call your name directly, so I ......"

"I want you to call me gentle," Hu lightly frowned, interrupting Beiming's words, and said with a slight complaint.

"I ......" Beiming became more and more embarrassed.