Si Ran caught Chi Yao, who fell down, and covered her stabbed position with her hand, her palms were full of bright red blood.

He pursed his lips, the waves under his eyes were a little undulating, his hand was lying in that place, using his immortal qi to heal her, the wound behind him was healing rapidly, but because the sword was poisonous, he couldn't completely heal her

He raised his hand to check her pulse, his slightly frowning eyebrows showed his worry, and Si Ran transported some immortal qi to Chi Yao, protecting her heart first.

"What an uneasy girl..."

The muttered voice shattered in the air, and the eyelashes of the person in his arms moved slightly but he couldn't hear clearly.

"Don't go! Don't leave me! ”

"Don't..."

The girl lying on the bed cried out in a low voice, her frowning brows revealing her inner uneasiness, tears falling from the corners of her eyes and falling into her bun, and her pale lips murmuring silently.

Suddenly, she opened her hazy eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, and her voice became a little hoarse after crying.

But after waking up, she forgot the memories in her dream, forgot why she was crying, and only knew that she was very sad just now.

She opened her eyes and slowed down before noticing what was familiar in front of her.

How did she... Coming back?

But wasn't she still on the battlefield of the two worlds of immortals and demons just now?

Chi Yao recalled the last trace of memory in her mind, and finally stopped at the moment when she blocked the knife for Si Ran, and she remembered that she had fainted because of poisoning.

She touched her wound, but now she didn't feel any discomfort.

"Because Si Ran found you the antidote."

"Si Ran" jumped down from the roof beam, and looked at the person on the bed with a slight raised eyebrow.

In other words, he should be Si Ming.

"Why are you here?"

"Si Ran worked hard for you to find an antidote to save you, but because of this, my body became too tired, didn't this give me the right to take the initiative."

Si Ming skillfully poured himself a glass of water as if he had arrived at his own home.

"Then you..."

"Of course I'm fine, you should care more about him, after all, he lost a lot of immortal energy for you in order to protect your heart."

"You have to know how pure and hard-won the immortal aura of a god of war is, you have to cherish it."

The last sentence "cherish it well" Si Ming gritted his teeth and said, his accentuated tone and yin and yang weird demeanor made Chi Yao couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.

She struggled to get up, her cold face was full of stubbornness, even if it hurt so much that she broke out in a cold sweat, she didn't say a word.

"Alright, don't move."

After Si Ming drank the last water in the cup, he unbuttoned and took off his coat one by one, and the snow-white coat fell to the ground, which could be stained with dust if he was not careful.

"What are you doing?!"

Chi Yao watched his movements, blushed for a while, tilted her head to the side and didn't look in his direction, her blushing little face made her have color, no longer pale and powerless, and the whole person was much more vivid, no longer lifeless.

Si Ming chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm, and said, "Child, look at the injuries on his body in order to get you the antidote." ”

When Chi Yao heard his answer, her whole body stiffened for a moment, and then slowly turned her head to look at him... of injuries.

The body is full of dense scars, some of which are old, they are the previous scars, but the latest scars are attached to the old wounds, and some small wounds are even oozing blood out, which looks a little scary, and people can't help but feel distressed about him.