Well! Probably not! She must have been overthinking.

Although he thought like this in his heart, his heart was inexplicably weak, and his head was lowered more and more, and his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at the man.

And when Lord Yan saw her weak little appearance, and then saw her eyes spinning around him and then moving to a place under his abdomen, his body couldn't help but tense, and there was a slight change somewhere in her hot and direct gaze.

Sensing a change somewhere, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he glared at the shy little woman angrily, and a deep voice came out of his mouth with a hint of shame.

"It's broad daylight, where are your eyes staring!"

Feng Jiu hurriedly looked up at the sky: "I didn't look anywhere, just look at the weather today seems to be pretty good." ”

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly, took a deep breath to ease the tension of his body, the cold breath in his body worked secretly, and as a cold breath swept through his body, the cluster of flames that rose from his lower abdomen also dispersed.

A light breeze blew, with a trace of cold breath, Feng Jiu, who felt it, glanced at him, remembering that the thousand-year-old cold poison on his body had not yet been resolved, and with a roll of his eyes, he said, "That, Lord Yan!" How is the cold poison on your body now? Didn't have any more seizures, did you? I let the pill that the gray wolf gave you work at that time, right? ”

Lord Yan, who had eased down, pursed his thin lips and glanced at her, and then responded: "Well, after taking those pills of yours, I haven't had any more seizures on the fifteenth day of every month." ”

"That's good, when are you going to give you a vial of blood! I'll study your blood Y when I have time, and then see if there's a cure for you. She said a little flatteringly, in fact, he did Feng Fu a great favor, and deliberately came from such a far away, she knew that if there was a way to deal with the thousand-year-old cold poison on his body, she hoped to help him get rid of it.

That time I saw his cold poison attack in the Nine Bushes, it was indeed quite worrying, but unfortunately, after all, it was a thousand-year-old cold poison, and if it was an ordinary cold poison, it would not be so difficult to solve.

Hearing this, Lord Yan didn't say anything, he directly took out the dagger and slashed it at his wrist, and then took out a vial and took a vial of blood and handed it to her.

Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed in astonishment, looking at the hand Wan who was still dripping with blood, she couldn't help but scold: "You're okay with your brain, right?" I didn't ask for a vial of blood right away! What do you do with your wrist without saying a word? It's too much blood, isn't it? ”

Although he scolded, he still took the vial he handed over, and quickly took out the medicine and cloth strips from the space to bandage the wound for her.

Lord Yan looked down at the woman who was bandaging him, and kept training and scolding in his mouth, but he couldn't help but feel heartwarming. A pair of deep black pupils couldn't help but soften at this time, and a smile appeared imperceptibly on his lips.

"It's okay, just a little blood."

He spoke, his voice unusually soft. It's really just a little blood for him, and he usually doesn't pay attention to this wound, and it doesn't matter if it's bandaged or not.

"Alright." Feng Jiu said, glanced at his wrist with satisfaction, and took a step back.

Lord Yama's gaze moved away from her, and when it landed on the wrist she had bandaged, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Forget about using red strips of cloth, the strips of cloth can be seen to be torn off her red clothes, but why do you have to tie a big bow? Is it so conspicuous that you are afraid that others will not see it?