"Your Highness is scheming." The first generation of Zero is not comfortable, he is just a doppelganger in this world, and his strength is only that, this dagger goes down, half his life is gone, and I am afraid that he will not last for a few days.

Fortunately, the connection between her and him has been facilitated, and although it is not satisfactory, it can also allow his body to find her.

He tore up the torn clothes on his body and threw it on the table, took out a shirt again, put it on, buttoned it slowly, and moved gracefully: "You should talk about this matter after you see my body." ”

When Qiao Han drove the car to the door, Bei Sansan had already returned to normal, he was panicked and trembling, and his hands were shaking when he got out of the car.

He could feel his master's weakness.

Qiao Hanhei's face was calm, and he was not comfortable, he strode forward, and when his hand touched the doorknob, the courtyard door opened from the inside.

The original Zero was standing behind the door.

Qiao Han was sharp-eyed and found that the hairstyle of the first generation of Zero was messed up and his clothes had changed.

The first generation of zero didn't look at him, and passed by him directly, and the bodyguard guarding the door opened the car door for him.

Bei Sansan wanted to step forward, but he didn't dare, and the whole system shook like a sieve.

The first generation zero stood in front of the car, didn't look back, and only shouted: "North Sansan." ”

"Huh?" Bei Sansan was so frightened that the whole person took a step back, very scared.

"Take care of her."

Leaving this sentence, the first generation Zero went directly into the car.

Qiao Han felt very unhappy, he walked quickly to the courtyard, but he didn't see anyone, only saw suspicious water stains on the tea table under the gazebo, and torn clothes.

"Dead woman!" Qiao Han screamed and rushed into the house, only to hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

His whole face was blue!

Kita Sansan also broke into the house, holding a bunch of medicine and gauze in his hand, and wanted to rush into the bathroom.

"What are you going to do!" Qiao Han immediately grabbed Bei Sansan, and said with a dark face: "She's taking a bath." ”

"She has a habit of cleanliness, even if she is seriously injured and dirty, she will wash it." Bei Sansan was in a hurry, he stuffed the ointment gauze into Qiao Han's arms, and said: "I can feel that she is very weak, weaker than ever, you don't let me in, you can go in, by the way, there is also the medicine in this jade bottle, give her one to eat." ”

Qiao Han's intuition was different, but at the moment when he knew that Qiao An was in danger, all his thoughts turned into worry.

He rushed in with medicine and gauze.

In the bathroom, the faucet in the shower room was on, there was blood in the water, and Joan was half-draped in a bathrobe and fell next to the shelf outside the shower room, her hair falling down, covering half of her face, looking very haggard.

The waist of the bathrobe was stained with blood and a plum blossom.

Shocking.

"Woman!" Qiao Han stepped forward, half-lifted her bathrobe, and saw the wound on her lower back, and her distressed eyes were red.

He hurriedly picked up trauma medicine and gauze, bandaged her wound, and stopped the bleeding.

Then he poured a pill out of the jade bottle and stuffed it into her mouth.

It's just that she is unconscious, and she has no ability to swallow at all.

Qiao Han hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to stuff the pill into his mouth, bit it, and fed it mouth-to-mouth.

Lips and tongues mingled, and the two breaths intertwined.

I don't know if this medicine has the effect of nourishing the soul, he dipped a little when he fed the medicine, and the moisturized soul floated, or Qiao An's lips were too soft, and at the moment of his kiss, he suddenly had a sense of pleasure of ascending to the immortal.

Qiao An opened her eyes slightly under the moisture of the elixir.

She saw the person clearly, was stunned for a moment, and then put her hand on Qiao Han's shoulder, and pushed it, pressing it under her.

"Cat......" she murmured.