Wake up slowly, the autumn eyes slowly open, and the sky is already white.

Although the brain that had not healed from the wind chill had gone through a night's rest, it was still drowsy and dizzy. She forced herself to prop up her tired body, and the brocade quilt covering her body slipped down smoothly---

Smiled bitterly.

He stroked the marks and sighed. What I know will not end because of this, and the same plot is very likely to happen again, after all, the current Zhanqingyuan City takes pleasure in teasing her.

Who called her the daughter of --- enemy?

Forget it, thinking more is useless, it will only let herself fall into the whirlpool of helplessness, and seeing the trick is what she should do.

Grabbed the clothes lying in the corner and took a look, but they were so broken that they couldn't put them on anymore, what should I do? How is she going to go out and meet people?

Just thinking about it, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the thick and tough clothes on the mirror table, and there were also three plates of delicacies on the four corner tables. These should be his intentions, it turns out that under his seemingly hard-hearted coldness, there is also a little tenderness---

Perhaps, he already has a crush on her---

put on her clothes, filled her stomach with food for several hungry meals, and in a blink of an eye, the delicacies on the table were swept away by her, and there was no residue left, there was no way she was really hungry, and after she had enough food, she suddenly realized that the gloomy man who left laughing wildly last night, how could Zhan Qingyuan, who was monitoring her every move all the time, not appear? It's strange, it's all in the middle of the day, which is inevitably contrary to normal.

Supporting the still uncomfortable body, she came to the next room with a vague footstep, there was no sound, just now she called the shopkeeper of Qingyue Pavilion to ask, and he definitely told her that Zhan Qingyuan had never left the inn for a single step.

But there was no sound, which is not right!

Pushing open the unlocked door, she stepped into the lavishly furnished fine room, where the four plates of lunch were untouched, had he left here?

Impossible, it doesn't make sense. Just as she was thinking, a whisper that was so soft and short that if it weren't for her concentration, a whisper that she almost missed came out quickly.

The sound came from the inner room.

Ren Yanran immediately broke in desperately and fixed her eyes, but when she saw a person sitting cross-legged on the bed, it was Zhan Qingyuan.

He sat on the mattress with his legs crossed, his starry eyes were not open, as if he was practicing meditation, but --- weird, his handsome face was constantly dripping cold sweat, and even his deep-locked sword eyebrows trembled slightly, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

"Brother Zhan---" she approached and asked, he looked so weird, "What's wrong with you?" ”

He didn't answer, but he saw that his body began to tremble.

Ren Yanran was taken aback: "Exhibition ---"

"Get out." The closed star's eyes widened, and a grim command burst out from between his teeth.

"But your face is not right." If you look closely, his face is shrouded in a faint gray-blue color, as if it is a sign of poisoning. "You're poisoned?"

"Get out of here!" Why didn't she leave, the bone-eating pain was raging in his veins, and he couldn't help it anymore. This half-yearly illness happened in advance this time, and the most damn thing was to choose this moment to let the witch see his embarrassment. "If you don't leave, you don't blame me for being ruthless."

With a vicious snort, she really retreated. But after a while, he saw Ren Yanran returning, and he didn't care about his illness and brought a basin of warm water, hurriedly wrung out the cotton towel, and stepped towards the bed, wanting to wipe off the beads of sweat that kept dripping on his forehead.

"Do what?" Her wrist was grabbed by him unceremoniously.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to wipe the sweat off for you." What's going on? With excellent martial arts, he shouldn't have fallen into the way of others for no reason.

"Get me out!" His voice trembled, and he was panting for breath. This girl, is it the one who wants to see his jokes?

"Brother Zhan, what kind of poison have you been in, I'll ask a doctor to diagnose and treat you, or --- or you have a prescription for detoxification, tell me quickly, I'll go to the pharmacy to get medicine for you." She asked anxiously.

"Doctor ---" biting the white lower lip was already oozing blood, and the pain in the cone became more and more intense, and he endured it.

"Brother Zhan---" She stepped forward, trying to hold on to her body that was about to fall.

"Don't touch me." He pushed her away.

"Brother Zhan?"

"Ren Yanran, do you know where the poison in my body came from?" He looked at her with hatred. "This power is due to your father."

When Ren Jiutian conspired with Emperor Dajin, framed General Zhan Po for collaborating with the enemy and treason, a trumped-up forged criminal evidence, the emperor actually killed 189 lives of the Zhan family for this, and the earth-shattering extermination action, the people still remember it, and sigh endlessly for its grievances.

That year, Zhan Qing was fifteen years old, fortunately his uncle protected him, and his father's relatives and friends even beheaded him as his own child, so he wanted to keep a drop of blood for the Zhan family. Then, on the journey to the end of the world, the warriors who guarded him died one by one due to injury or illness, and finally he was left alone. Thousands of miles away, lonely and helpless, but the ordeal of wandering the world did not defeat him, and no amount of wind and frost could reduce his anger determined to take revenge. Because of fate, he met Yan Xi, the master of the Ice Flame Gate, and since then his life has been turned upside down, in order to practice a strong martial arts, in order to take revenge as soon as possible, he even did not hesitate to go to the side of the door, and took the 'Xi erysipelas' that can increase internal strength rapidly, and the name of 'heartless' finally became famous in the rivers and lakes.

At this moment, the pain on his body comes from this poison, which comes from the holy fruit of Miao Jiang, although it can increase the internal strength of a martial artist several times faster than that of a normal martial artist, but the toxin after catalysis will also erode the tendons and veins, and when it occurs, it is like a thousand ants compiling the heart. In the past, this poison would attack once every six months, but this time it was less than half a year apart, does this mean that the bone-eating pain will shorten the time to inflict on him until he dies?

"My dad can't stand you, but it's useless to talk about this now, the important thing is how can I help you so that I can alleviate your suffering?" Although Ren Yanran didn't know where his poisonous injuries came from, she clearly knew how many intolerable wrong things her blood relatives had done.

"You want to help me?" It's funny, he gives a chilling smile.

"I'll do whatever it takes." By the way, there is also her brother-in-law, Huangfu Shaojun, who is proficient in the art of Qihuang, and may have a method of detoxification. It's a pity that the far water can't save the near fire, and the toxicity of the attack must be suppressed first. "Do you have any pills on you that can temporarily suppress toxicity?" She asked again.

"The medicine stone is useless, unless it is sacrificed with blood."

With blood? As long as he can get rid of his pain and pain, what about blood? Without hesitation, she picked up his sword.

"As long as I can save you, I am willing to donate blood." She said firmly.

But---

The red light flashed, the tip of the sword pointed directly at her throat, and the grim smile converged into a strange demon circle.

"Okay, I'll give you a blood sacrifice."