The carriage suddenly lost control and rolled sharply down the edge of the cliff.

"Master!" Luo Li fell from the carriage, feeling her body falling at a rapid speed, she was afraid that she was really going to die this time.

In desperation, Luo Li's eyes once again appeared with that piercing red, but unfortunately she hadn't been able to complete the few poisons that the master handed her to refine, so the master should be very disappointed in her!

"Luo'er is not afraid, it's all the teacher's fault, it's the master who failed to take care of you!" The Northern Stygian Night held Luo Li tightly in his arms with one hand, and beat Suo to the cliff with the other, and flew up.

Is this dead, Luo Li heard the old man say that after a person dies, he will see the person who is the most inseparable in life.

Luo Li tried hard to open her eyes, but she never expected that the unlucky master she couldn't give up the most was this unlucky master.

"Master is right, Luo'er likes ......" It's a pity that Luo Li's last words haven't been explained yet, and it is already pitch black in front of him.

"Luo'er is good, Luo'er don't sleep!"

Wushuang looked at the lifeless person in his arms in the North Night, and suddenly knelt on the ground.

"The subordinate protector is not good, please punish the king!"

The Northern Styx suddenly stopped and said a word.

"Kill the Desperate Ghost Sect, not a single one will be left!"

With a "bang" sound, Wushuang turned around and saw Bei Mingye lying on the ground, and he was carefully protecting Luo Li in his arms.

"Your Majesty!"

"Alas, don't you want to make it so bloody every time!" A touch of unostentatious flower red and willow green fell from the sky, and there was a beauty fan in his hand.

"Son-in-law, I bother you to save our family's Jun Shanghe Miss!" Wushuang had already panicked, but with the divine doctor and the Holy Hand of Zhi, the king and the young lady were saved.

"Shocked, don't worry, whoever dies in the scourge of the Northern Styx can't die!" Sorry Zhi casually took the pulse of the Northern Night, and quickly noticed the little girl who was protected by the Northern Night.

"What did you just call him, girl?" Miss? Yan Xizhi has known the Northern Dark Night for five hundred years, how come she has never heard of it, when did he pop out of such a big daughter.

Although the little face is pale and white, and there is no trace of blood, it can be regarded as a beautiful embryo.

"It's not difficult for me to save your family, this little girl will belong to me, and this divine doctor wants to accept her as my disciple." As she spoke, she thought about removing Bei Mingye's hand, but unfortunately she didn't move a single bit after a lot of effort.

I know that this scourge likes to oppose this divine doctor the most.

"Be merciful to the young man, Miss She, she is the apprentice of the king!"

Sorry Zhi got up abruptly, and was about to shake her hands and leave.

"Martyr's Son, your lord's ......" Wushuang watched as Mourning Zhi stuffed a pill into the mouth of the Northern Night.

"He woke up and told him that if he still wanted to live, then the Xuanbing Technique would not be used again!" Sorry Zhi flew up, but she didn't fly far yet.

Without waiting for Wushuang to speak, Zhi Zhi casually dropped a sentence.

"Tell him that his apprentice has the ability to save him himself, if he doesn't have this ability, this divine doctor is very willing to do it for him!"

Around the clock, he woke up and saw a fire.

In the cold stone cave, ticking and ticking, it seems that you can still hear the sound of water.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Frostless hurriedly handed the grilled fish to the North Night.

Bei Ming Ye soothed his muscles and bones, casually took Luo Li's pulse, and then frowned.

"But did Zhi come here?"

Wushuang looked like he wanted to say something, and finally nodded.

"The Dead Master asked me to bring a message to the king...... Wushuang's words were suddenly interrupted, no need to listen, the Northern Styx knows what the Dead Zhizhi is going to say.

"Luo'er her?" Bei Ming Ye looked at Luo Li as a small person, and his body was covered with scars, especially the red mark on his neck......

"Martyr Gongzi, he said......" Wushuang swallowed for a long time, and he didn't dare to finish Mourning Zhizhi's words.

"What did he say?" The Northern Styx coughed a few times, and there was a fishy sweetness in his throat.

Wushuang saw that the Northern Dark Night was really in a hurry, so he had to bring the original words of Mourning Zhi.

"The young man said, your apprentice, you can find a way to save it yourself, unless you are willing to give the young lady to her......"

"He dares!" The Northern Styx slammed to its feet, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

"Your Majesty's Wrath!"

"Master!"

The Northern Night turned sharply, only to see Luo Li stretch out his hand and point in his direction.

The Northern Styx leaned down and held Luo Li in his arms.

"Luo'er is not afraid, the master is here!"

Although Zhi Xizhi did not treat Luo Li, she used her internal force to protect Luo Li's heart, otherwise Luo Li was so seriously injured, she would not have been hacked to death, and she would have bled too much and died.

"Master, are you dead too?" Luo Li watched as the robe of the Northern Darkness Night was shattered, and it was all stained with blood.

The North Stygian Night was stunned, and he really couldn't cry or laugh.

"The teacher is not dead, if the teacher is there, Luo'er will naturally not die." The Northern Styx helped Luo Li up, and slowly drove the internal force into Luo Li's body.

"The master doesn't have to lie to Luo'er, even if he dies, Luo'er is still the master's apprentice!"

The corners of Bei Yingye's mouth were hooked, and there was suddenly a hint of pride, Luo'er's words should really be heard by someone who didn't know the sky and wanted to rob him of an apprentice.

"All that blood belongs to someone else." Poor Bei Ying Ye painstakingly explained for a long time, but Luo Li still refused to believe it.

The Northern Styx took out the poison casually.

"They are all alive, how could Ben Jun die."

Luo Li heard it in a fog, and she didn't understand how the master's death or life had to do with those poisons.

"So when does Luo'er plan to refine them?"