"Master, are you awake?" Ri excitedly wanted to help Zhai Xiying get up, recalling that Youruo had instructed that he would not let the master leave the cold ice jade bed until Fan Bo arrived, and then asked, "Master, how do you feel?" ”

"This king asks you, what about Lu Youruo?" The other half of Zhai Xiying's face also grew back, and the demon's face was bloody, evil and demonic, but he frowned.

Riyin Zhai Xiying woke up too excited, but ignored the master's question, and hurriedly returned: "Master, Miss Lu has gone to make medicine." ”

"How is she?" This stupid woman actually harmed herself, seeing that he 'lived', how to punish her!

"Miss Lu has been guarding her master all night, so she should lack rest." Somehow, Hi thought his answer was weird.

The four protectors of the Hades Palace, when will they care about this kind of thing, when they go on a mission, it is common for them not to sleep for a few days. Why does Miss Lu just stay awake all night, and she mentions such a 'little' thing every day?

Subconsciously, the person who may have regarded Lu Youruo as the master is the wife of the hall master of the Hades Palace? In fact, Miss Lu is very good, and she is worthy of the master!

Fan Bo was brought over by Xing, and together with Sun and Xing, he took King Ying back to his room, and began to control the fire poison for him.

If you enter the room with a medicine bowl, it will be half an hour later.

In the scorching summer, if you were cooking medicine on a fire in the kitchen, there was a lot of sweat left on your clothes, and your temples were soaked because of anxiety.

handed the medicine bowl to Xing and asked him to pour the medicine for Zhai Xiying.

In an instant, it turned black in front of him, and there was a muffled 'bang', and his swollen body fell to the ground.

It was full of people who practiced martial arts, and naturally discovered the movement. Turning to look at the door, Miss Lu fell to the ground.

Zhai Xiying still had a silver needle on his body, and the whole person turned from a blood ghost into a hedgehog. Struggling out of bed to get up.

"King Ying, don't move!" Fan Bo made a move to stop Zhai Xiying.

Zhai Xiying glared at Fan Bo, and used her internal strength to flick away all the silver needles, and after the silver needles landed, Zhai Xiying immediately ran to Youruo's side and picked her up.

"Master!" The day called Zhai Xiying, the master finally escaped, why did he not love his body so much.

The fire poison on his body was not relieved by the silver needle, and a fire instantly burned his heart.

Zhai Xiying endured and hugged Youruo to the bed, and then grabbed her heart with her free left hand.

"Master, drink it quickly." Xing hurriedly handed the medicine to Zhai Xiying. Just now, Zhai Xiying was going to hug Youruo, but Xing didn't dare to hand the medicine to the master first, if it was overturned, it would be even worse.

Zhai Xiying took it, leaned close to her thin lips and poured it down.

Before the effect of the medicine arrived, the fire in the heart became more and more vigorous.

"You guys get out." Zhai Xiying spoke out to drive away the group of people.

"King Ying, you still need to do the needle." Fan Bo tugged at his beard and glanced at Zhai Xiying with serious old eyes.

Zhai Xiying was grateful to Fan Bo, and the tone of his voice was naturally not too blunt, "Fan Bo, the king has survived the pain of eroding bones, and now that the antidote to fire poison has been drunk, there is no need to worry about this king." ”

Fan Bo smoothed his beard, stopped talking, and left the room before Xing and Ri.

"You're not going out yet?" Zhai Xiying looked at them dissatisfied.

The sun and the stars immediately bowed their heads, "Master, we will prepare water for you!" ”

Zhai Xiying was only wearing a pair of obscene pants that were cut short to the base of her thighs, and her whole body was still covered with blood, so she really needed to be cleaned well, and then nodded.

After Sun and Xing retreated, Zhai Xiying immediately turned around and stood on the ground looking down at the sleeping Youruo.

There are still traces of blood and tears on the face of the stinky woman, it is his blood, it is the tears that fell for him...

The thin lips outlined the perfect arc, and the hands gently untied the clothes of Youruo......

(Markor Literature-)