(Cat pounce Chinese ) What to do?

Jing Mohao is in danger now...

Jian Qing didn't let her go upstairs, but...

She really wanted to help him with something...

A cold sweat broke out in Luo Xi's hands, anxious and worried.

It turned out that she hadn't seen him these days, not because he didn't want to see her, but because he couldn't go out to see her at all.

His poison was planted because of her.

It was she who caused the bane, and she had to help him remove the tumor herself.

Luo Xi's fingertips embedded the soft palm of a crescent, but his heart was braver than ever.

She looked at the locked door upstairs, and every step was resolute and determined.

Touching the cold door, it seems that you can see the man's face that is trying to be forbearing.

Luo Xi's palms were full of coolness, and when she pushed hard, the door was not locked, and she easily pushed it open.

The room was cooler and there was no sound.

"Jing Mohao." Luo Xi screamed softly, for fear of disturbing anyone, and for fear that someone would suddenly appear and frighten him.

No one responded.

Luo Xi quietly walked into the house, still as clean as ever, not stained with dust.

Jing Mohao is not here.

Where did he go?

"Bang!"

A heavy sound came from outside the door, which shocked Luo Xi, and he immediately turned around and ran in the direction from which the sound came.

It is an iron door on the innermost side of the second floor, and a large lock is attached to the door.

Don't guess, Jing Mohao must be inside.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the entire iron gate trembled and reverberate.

"Jing Mohao.." Luo Xi reached out and slapped the cold iron plate hard, "Are you okay?" ”

"Get out!"

A man roared from the inside of the door.

Luo Xi bit her lower lip tightly, as if she was about to ooze blood.

She couldn't watch him suffer alone.

She had to find a way to get in and help him.

She's going in...

The voice from his heart kept calling every nerve in Luo Xi's body, almost without thinking, Luo Xi directly turned around and broke into the hut where Jian Qing had been studying potions inside.

A bunch of keys lay impressively on the table, and one of them stood out as large and bright as this bunch of ordinary keys.

Luo Xi recognized at a glance that this biggest key was the one she needed most at the moment...

Without hesitation, she grabbed the key and rushed out immediately, picking up the big lock on the door, her fingers holding the key trembling a little.

"Click--"

The lock opened, and Luo Xi opened the heavy iron door, so heavy that his wrist was torn painfully.

Luo Xi stepped inside, and the room was pitch black.

In order to prevent Jing Mohao from driving himself out, Luo Xi chose to leave the key outside the door, and the lock was re-fastened from the room.

Luo Xi stepped into the house step by step.

The pupils adjusted to the dim light in the room and stopped abruptly.

The room was littered with smashed furnishings.

Stainless steel trays that are torn apart, benches and chairs that have been shattered into powder, glass shards that have been shattered into slag....

"Jing..."

Luo Xi was dumbfounded.

The name that had been called for a thousand years just now, but the moment she saw him, she suddenly lost the courage to call out his name.

At this moment, she really wanted to care about him, but she didn't have any identity.

The man was dressed in a pair of black trousers and sat shirtless in a giant bathtub filled with ice, the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the cold touch greeted him.

Luo Xi's eyes widened in surprise and took a few steps towards him.

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