If it hadn't been specifically revealed, he wouldn't have known of such an existence.

He walked slowly towards the main courtyard, and when he reached the living room, he bowed his head slightly, and said loudly, "Li Zhi asks to see Mr. ”

The deeper he went, the more he was amazed, it turned out that such a miraculous place in the world could be illuminated. He felt more and more that the Inspector was mysterious.

With his help, great things can be done.

"Hmm," said for a long time, only a salty and unpleasant voice came, which was far away and echoed everywhere.

He became more and more unsure of where Chen Xi was, but he was secretly frightened, it turned out that he was actually a hidden martial arts master.

So, what about his identity?

His identity is mysterious, his whereabouts are strange, and he is strange, and he has never been an outsider.

However, without the help of this strange man this time, he would have lost.

Therefore, he respectfully called Chen Xi Mr., and the meaning of respect was self-evident.

Then, half a ring, no sound was heard, and Li Zhi almost suspected that he was hallucinating just now.

"Sir?" He screamed tentatively.

There was no response for a long time, and he didn't know what to do, so he just stood quietly, quietly.

Time passed minute by minute, however, there was no reply from Chen Xi, and he couldn't help but wonder if the mysterious gentleman was also there.

However, he firmly believes that this is a test, and he loses if he can't hold his breath. He, he must wait, looking back on history, Liu Bei invited Zhuge Liang to the thatched house, this time, can he invite him?

He won't give up.

At this time, Chen Xi was sitting in the study, holding a painting in his hand, quietly contemplating, his eyes becoming obsessed.

The eyes are full of pampering, tenderness, sweetness, pity...... Such a colorful expression is difficult to see in his eyes.

At this time, he is not His Royal Highness King Xi, not the mysterious Inspector, he is just a good husband waiting for his beloved to return.

The moonlight is getting thicker, the frost outside the house is full, and it is already the middle of winter, so it is extremely cold.

And at this moment, Li Zhi stood there motionless, his eyes were firm and clear, without the slightest variety.

Not bad, this looks very comfortable.

As the night wore on, the frost outside the house was thick and the air was cold, so he stood there quietly in his thin clothes.

He has learned a little martial arts, so his physique is not comparable to ordinary people, although it has exceeded his limit, but he still wants to grit his teeth and persevere.

He didn't believe that his sincerity could not impress the mysterious gentleman.

In the morning, the sun gradually rose, and the first rays of the morning sun shone in, and when it came in, it warmed him a little.

He, still, stood motionless, like a sculpture.

If you look closely, you will find that he has a thin layer of hoarfrost all over his body. And his body temperature was like getting up from a pile of dead people, cold, cold to the bone, and it was like waking up from an ice cellar.

What makes him incredible is that he still has a glimmer of life.

Oh Maiga, it's unbelievable, it's a miracle, it's a miracle in the medical world, he's still alive, in such a low temperature.

The sky is getting brighter, and Chen Xi has been staring at this painting all night, his eyes are glazed, as if he has returned to the past, and the memories of a long time ago are gradually flooding back.

The sweet, the bitter, are the good times he and her spend with each other.

The man in black stood silently at the door, looking at the master's distracted back, he knew that he couldn't be disturbed, but the seriousness of the matter could not be delayed.

The one outside the door is the emperor's son, the nine emperors of the dynasty, he can't die in their courtyard, next to the master.

It will be a trouble, although the master is not afraid, but it is still necessary to dust off and deal with some ants.

"Master," he pondered for a long time, then knocked on the door and walked in with a solemn expression.

"Master," looking at the master's angry expression, he really felt that he was Alexander!

But he understood himself deeply, disturbing his master's memories of his own mother, and his mood was quite bad.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, master, I shouldn't have bothered you to remember the master." The man in black was extremely flustered, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. But there's room for thought. I have to say that a sentence of the housewife successfully aroused his favor, and his anger suddenly subsided.

At least, she was still his wife, and the realization made him happy, but he still had a hint of anger.

"What's the matter?" He looked up at the man in black, hoping he wouldn't disturb her thinking with some inconsequential person.

"The Nine Emperor Princes are dying." The man in black organized his words, his hands trembling faintly.

"Oh?" He grumbled softly. The sound is unwavering, and there is no special arrangement.

Nine Emperor Princes, who is that! He didn't even know.

At this time, he did not react, and his eyes were indifferent.

"Master," "Seeing that her master was slow to react, the man in black asked her tentatively not lonely. "Can you still save it?"

"Hmm," he nodded, and as for our Chenxi, he spent another whole day in the study.

He was originally the world's number one divine doctor in that world, and although he was a martial artist, he also had a certain medical foundation, which was better than those ordinary grassroots doctors, I don't know how much.

In the west wing, Li Zhi was lying on it with a pale face and sick, and an old doctor was sitting there quietly, with fine sweat on his forehead, his hands kept moving, and Li Zhi had been pierced into a hedgehog.

The old doctor has been practicing medicine for most of his life, and he has never encountered such a difficult patient, and he is also very nervous, and at the same time, the young man also said that if this person is not saved, he will have to be buried with the old guy.

His old man is already half buried in the loess, are you still afraid that you won't be able to cure this master?

Besides, people are dead, and death is either lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai.

He was very excited to try such a case.

He always tirelessly pricked the needle over and over again, using it to activate Li Zhi's long-frozen bloodline, but in vain.

Li Zhi's vital signs were getting weaker and weaker, and this seemed to be the wrong way.

However, does Li Zhi's life really end here?

No, it's impossible, the twist of fate has just begun.

And in Chen Xi's study, it was quiet, and under the sun, it was extraordinarily stinging, and Chen Xi had never liked such a color.

He just wants to be in an independent and enclosed space, thinking slowly about his problems.

At this time, a gust of wind flashed outside the window, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Chen Xi. Of course, in the blink of an eye, it is also relative, but for Chen Xi, the speed of the man in black is really slow, less than one-tenth of his.

"Master," if it weren't for the special circumstances this time, he wouldn't have bothered the master again.