The skin of a five- or six-year-old child is already tender, and Xin Shao's white and tender skin is as tender as boiled tofu, which melts when touched.

On weekdays, a little bit of force can be printed with black green, not to mention that Fang Cai Li is so paranoid.

The white and delicate wrists were bruised and purple red and swollen, as if they had been subjected to some inhuman devastation.

A feeling that had never been felt before rose and fell in Li Lu's chest, like a sharp blade slashing at his heart.

"Golden Sore Medicine!" The deep voice was as turbulent as the emotions in his heart.

Yang Tianhua was so frightened by the powerful momentum that he didn't dare to move, Hu Feiling's body trembled, and he hurriedly took out the golden sore medicine and handed it over.

Li Lu took the gold sore medicine with one hand, and carefully raised Xin Shao's miserable little hand with the other, the action of applying the medicine was extremely gentle, with deep guilt, and his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.

The softening lethality of her handsome face is comparable to her poison technique, which is enough to deceive people's hearts.

Xin Shao even forgot that the white jade poison ointment on his body was better than all the gold sore medicines, and watched him give himself the medicine blankly, and muttered without any deterrence.

"Hmph, slap and give me another candy!"

Li Lu's movements froze, his black pupils raised, and his eyes contained a deep sense of guilt: "Are you angry with me?" ”

Nonsense!

Inexplicably grabbed a circle of bruises in his hand, who is not angry?!

Xin Shao rolled his eyes, but when he met the pair of amber eyes in front of him that were flickering with nervousness, a breath of anger stuck in his throat couldn't be vented.

“…… No. ”

"Really?"

Li Lu's amber black eyes lit up, and at that moment, it seemed to reflect a brilliant star, a little starlight, like an inch of Gu poison, which made Xin Shao's divine consciousness tremble slightly.

Could this kid also be able to use the art of poison?

Xin Shao frowned, but heard him call softly: "Huh? ”

The gentle tone instantly shattered the last of her sanity.

"Really! Target! ”

Xin Shao yelled angrily, despising himself a thousand times in his heart.

She is a demagogic little ancestor who is well versed in the art of Gu poison, but she is actually bewitched by the appearance of a kid's skin.

Lose face!

And Li Lu saw that she was so angry that she jumped to her feet but kept silent, but a trace of worry appeared on her cold little face.

When he was in the Valley of No Return, he saw that this country girl was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, let go of all the trouble-making martial arts, and collected the body for the last martial artist who framed her.

If it was him, he would have slaughtered those martial arts and leveled the entire martial arts hall.

Originally, he only thought she was soft-hearted for a while, but now it seems that she is too kind by nature, so she will easily forgive them again and again.

At this moment, Li Lu didn't know that there was a kind of black-bellied anger called forbearance for a while, and he could be so ruthless that he could peel off his skin and bones, and he was deeply worried that this country girl would suffer a big loss sooner or later if she was so kind-hearted.

Xin Shao, who was worried about him, withdrew his hand without hesitation after smearing the gold sore medicine on his wrist, feeling the two strong and weak gazes around him, and finally remembered what he had asked halfway through.

"Don't interrupt, what do you mean by the dark guard?"

In fact, from the first time she saw Li Lu, she knew that his origin could not be simple.

However, she is not a weak lady raised in the deep boudoir, and there are no rules for acting, if a person is saved, he is saved, no matter whether he is the king of heaven or a ruffian beggar.

She didn't ask when she was in the Valley of No Return, because the wind was calm, but now that two subordinates appeared out of thin air, she always had to pretend to ask to show her concern as the owner of the contract.

She asked in a light tone, not in a questioning tone.

But those big shallow eyes made Li Lu think that she was guarding against herself, and frowned violently.

She looked at him, and he looked at her, and for a moment the dark light of her eyes calmed down, and the dark pupils reflected her gently fluttering eyelashes.

"There are two hundred and eleven secret guards, all of whom are born in military armor, selected by me personally, lurking in various parts of the Xuanyuan Continent, or doing business, or being officials, or cultivating land, their identities are unpredictable, and they can be hundreds."

Li Lu's voice was as calm as when she was asked to drink water.

Xin Shao leaned against the door without standing still, as if he had heard that Mr. Storyteller was talking about the war between gods and demons, Shi Shiran nodded and nodded.

Only Hu Feiling and Yang Tianhua were full of excitement, jumping out of the door as if they were facing a great enemy, looking left and right nervously for a while, making sure that no one was eavesdropping, so they panicked and used internal force to lay down an enchantment.

When Hu Feiling walked back, he stared at Xin Shao, like looking at his father-killing enemy.

Xin Shao threw a white eye in disgust without concealing his disgust, and his little short legs touched the ground for a while, but his gaze looked back at Li Lu fixedly.

"So, who are you?"