"Don't roar ghosts, am I not a doctor?" Seeing Xuanyuan fainting, Zhong Xiaoscorpion roared back towards Eleven angrily, and when something happened, he knew that the Emperor of the Roaring Emperor leaned over and put his head on his shoulder, is it really decorative?

"What do you know, the poison on the sword, there is no antidote at all, how can you save it?" Eleven raised his tearful handsome face and looked at Zhong Xiaoscorpion with hatred, she didn't understand anything at all, the poison of the fourth brother, where can an ordinary doctor save it?

"You quickly bring the fourth brother into the house, and I'll go find Wuhua!" Eleven pulled Zhong Xiaoscorpion and stuffed Xuanyuan Li into her arms, and the person had galloped away.

Zhong Xiaoscorpion froze slightly, but still resigned himself to picking up Xuanyuan Li.

Her body, which was still unconscious, had begun to stiffen slightly, and the anxiety in her eyes was even worse!

What kind of poison is it that is so domineering?

She hurriedly carried the person into the hut, and there was not even half a figure in the plum garden, and even Xuanyuan Feng, who had always been closely protected, was gone.

His precious son is even more unknown.

But she didn't have time to think about this, and ripped off Xuanyuanli's clothes, she had just sealed the blood around Xuanyuanli's wound to stop the spread of venom.

Last night, she was brought back by Xuanyuan Li in a coma, and she didn't have any medicine pools or silver needles around her, so there was nothing she could do.

Xuanyuan on the bed closed his eyes, and his pale face had an unnatural flush.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and profound, steady and domineering.

Even when my eyes were closed, I could still feel a chilling feeling of strength.

The red lips are bewitching, and the eyebrows are picturesque. The proud and powerful chin looks as if it had been carved.

Dressed in white, he was already stained with hot blood.

The cheeks and neck are also mottled with bloodstains, demonic and gloomy, revealing a thick slaughter and haze.

He is clearly weak and pale, but his powerful and domineering momentum is still not allowed to be small.

That is the momentum that only the natural superior has to have, looking down on all things and being proud of the common people.

It is very similar to Zhong Xiaoscorpion back then.

Her cold heart, slightly soft, and her cool hand brushed his pale face, soothing his slightly frowning brow.

Wuhua couldn't wait, but Xuanyuanli's body became more and more stiff, as if he would turn into an immortal in the next moment, and he was powerless to return to the sky.

Zhong Xiaoscorpion's eyebrows, unconsciously forbidden to wrinkle, and slender fingers fell near the dark blood marks that he faintly stretched out.

For the first time, she was so hesitant.

I can't guess what kind of poison is on the short sword, and there is no pill around her that can stop the bleeding, if the short sword is pulled out, the blood can't be stopped, I'm afraid that I can't wait for the arrival of Wuhua.

But if he didn't pull it out, let the poison of the short sword erode his body, how long would he be able to last?

Zhong Xiao Scorpion's heart was ruthless, and he held the hilt of the short sword with both hands. No matter what, he must fight, if he dies by his side, I am afraid that he is speechless, in the Xuanyuan Continent, from now on to heaven and earth, he will be hunted down by King Xuanyuan to the end.

She didn't want to admit the worry in her heart, and she didn't want to admit the slight distress she felt when she saw his pale face and stiff body.

She closed her eyes, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, dead or alive, but it was just a thought of her own.

If he does not pull it out, he will surely die.

Although she couldn't see what poison Xuanyuan Li's short sword was fed, she knew Xuanyuan's current state.

With a ruthless heart, in the flash of light, the short sword pulled away from Xuanyuanli's body, dark blood splattered, and the white clothes were even more messy.

Zhong Xiaoscorpion quickly ordered a few blood pieces around him, sealing all the blood veins around the wound.

The poison has already spread, and it is not easy to force the poison out at this moment, so you can only wait for the arrival of Wuhua.

She casually ripped off the lining on the hem of her skirt and blocked Xuanyuan's bleeding wound first.

Xuanyuan Li is a clean man, and in every room, there must be water and Jinpa. Zhong Xiao Scorpion was afraid that bacteria would breed and infect the wound, so he first wiped his body with a clean brocade handkerchief.

She took the handkerchief and returned to the bed, and saw Xuanyuan Li, who had always been noble and arrogant, looking deep in the abyss of pain and embarrassed.

She should have been happy to see him in pain. This pain is self-inflicted.

But the heart is inexplicably painful, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are all pity.

Zhong Scorpion, Zhong Scorpion, your cold heart and lungs, your hard-hearted heart, when you see this madman who doesn't want to die, do you also start to waver?

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and a self-deprecating smile twitched.

The slender fingers that were as cold as jade gently picked up the hair on his forehead, and the soft Jinpa carefully wiped his skin covered by dirty blood inch by inch, and the brilliance as white as jade reappeared inch by inch as she wiped it.

It's just that he is still unconscious, his whole body is like falling into an ice cellar, his whole body is stiff as iron, shivering, and it seems that his life will pass at any time.

Her heart tightened, and she reached out to help his cold body, and pressed her right palm against his chest, wanting to input her spiritual power.

found that Xuanyuan Li's bony and moist hand was holding her tightly.

Although the wound was blocked, there was still dark blood oozing out, and it had already soaked through the silk cloth.

He squeezed Zhong Xiaoscorpion's hand very tightly, his closed eyes opened slightly, and his inky black eyes were already dim.

"Don't. He spoke softly, barely audible.

He wasn't already unconscious, but he could still know his every move.

"You're going to die. Zhong Xiaoscorpion's tone was a little anxious, the aura in her body was full, even if she lost some to him, what would it be?

"Don't. He just muttered and repeated, his eyes closed slightly, just two words, which made him tired and couldn't stop panting.

The hand holding her suddenly tightened, and the bone joint pinched down so hard that it almost broke her wrist.

Zhong Xiaoscorpion bit her lower lip tightly, and the taste of pain made her feel that her blood vessels might be pinched by him at any time.

Looking down, she saw that the blood on her wrist was rapidly fading, and her skin was white.

She looked up at Xuanyuan Li in surprise, her dim eyes had long been confined, her brows were furrowed into Sichuan characters, her face was in cold sweat, and her white clothes were almost soaked with cold water.

He must have been awakened by the sharp pain, and the pain that even a master like him couldn't bear must be a thousand times more painful than the pain of his wrist being pinched, ten thousand times more painful.

She was silent, silently bearing Xuanyuan's restraint. The white wrist was pinched and almost shattered, and she was trembling in pain, but she didn't say a word, just looked at his chest with the other hand, which had been soaked with dark blood.

He cannot be healed, but his pain must be relieved.

Anyway, when I met him, all the principles were gone.

To hell with what will be repaid and what will be compared!