The centipede left in a hurry, and Xijing helped the injured Bai Suzheng, who was scratched by the centipede's teeth just now and was swept away, although he had a good physique, he was seriously injured, plus the centipede was poisonous, it was not a small injury.

"You step on a ......horse," Xijing pressed his hand on his wound, so angry that he wanted to twist his head, and scolded, "If you die (cause me to fail), I will torture you in the next life (plane)." ”

This threatening language sounded in Bai Suzheng's ears, but it was more like a covenant in the afterlife, and he showed a happy and satisfied smile and said, "Benefactor, don't cry...... I'm fine......"

I didn't cry when I stepped on the horse!! I'm a big fire!! I'm angry!!

Xijing feels that she is getting more and more irritable, and the little mentally retarded is not cleaned up!

Anger is angry, and you can't get along with the task.

She swept up a demon wind and went to the nearest town, put him in the inn, went to the pharmacy to get some herbs, and caught a few chickens and ducks for saliva liquid, which had a great effect on relieving the centipede's toxins.

Bai Suzheng was lying unconscious on the bed, her white clothes were stained with a lot of blood, she picked off her clothes for him, smeared the wound with medicine and bandaged it.

Because of the fever caused by the inflammation of the wound, he closed his eyes but frowned, and breathed with his red lips slightly open.

At first, I didn't notice anything wrong with medicating him, but now that it's bandaged, it's a little ......

The bandage oozed a faint blood around his waist, his fair skin was reddened by the heat, and his chest and abdomen rose and fell with his breathing. A person who is too good-looking will be as alienated as a painting, and his frowning brow adds a touch of freshness to his good-looking face.

The slightly open red lips were burning in breath with a slight mist.

“…… . Xijing scolded secretly.

Slip~ Lao Tzu is cheap! Hungry for his body!

She stared at him deceptively, and didn't care whether he could answer or not now in a blur, so she said, "Little thing, seduce me?" ”

Perhaps hearing a familiar voice, Bai Suzheng's eyelashes trembled lightly in a coma, and the knots on his brows were slightly soothed.

Xijing reached out and poked his eyelashes, the fingertips felt as soft as feathers, occasionally touching the warmth of his eyeballs.

"If only I had never seen you." Xijing's heart was suddenly very irritable, she withdrew her hand and stared at the unconscious Bai Suzheng and muttered.

I haven't seen you, I haven't been influenced by you, I've always been a villain who is as stable as an old dog, and I don't have to care about anything when I kill people. If it didn't affect the mission, she believed that she would still kill him, but she couldn't refute the anger when she saw someone other than herself dare to hurt him, and it had nothing to do with whether the mission failed or not.

A possessiveness.

Any desire is not a good thing for the villain, and while trying to take him for himself, he will also face the risk of not possessing or losing.

The cold fingertips ran from his cheek to his chin, and she hated her own gains and losses, like a pathetic little girl trapped in love. Even if he said it many times, he wanted to be by her side and like her.

But after she half-believed, she would still think otherwise, even if he could believe it, even if he could do it.

If, in that plane, it wasn't her who walked into the ward, but someone else? Will he trust others unconditionally?

They all say that you shouldn't blame for what didn't happen, that's not fair to the real situation.

But everyone is like this, "if", "if", "if", "what if", "what if", countless possibilities that did not happen can make people doubt the real present.