Ruoyou was stunned, picked up the book again and looked at it, isn't this book the nemesis of Shura's jade hand?

Isn't Wen Yun not in Xianshan not having this kind of book? Why is there a place here in the night? And he is lying on the table of the Venerable so openly.

The corners of Ruoyou's mouth suddenly hooked a wicked smile.

Whatever the reason, she had seen the book, and it was not impossible for her to learn it.

Her reading habits are different from most people's, people like to sit quietly and read, but she prefers to read, lie on her stomach, and even pace to read.

So, in the second half of the night, under the lights in the Hall of Eternal Life, there was a more swaying figure.

Outside the house, Ye Fei stopped to watch, and a slight smile suddenly appeared on his pale face.

After a few moments, he walked through the door, stepping heavily, as if he had deliberately meant it for someone.

Ruo Yu in the house is struggling to gnaw on the traditional characters on the book, and he doesn't know anything about the rare words in it.

At this moment, she heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and the movement of turning the book in her hand suddenly paused, obviously realizing something.

She was so frightened that she immediately burrowed under the bed, shaped like a giant mouse.

It didn't take long for a pair of black boots to come into view, and his steps were not busy or fast, but extremely calm.

The boots walked out the door into the door, and then stepped in front of her.

Her heart was beating to her throat.

Fortunately, the boots were only taken off, and there was the sound of the owner rolling over to the bed.

Not long after, the lights in the house went out.

The surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness, except for the cold moonlight shining on the ground through the papier-mâché windows.

I don't know how long it took for Ruoyou's eyes to see clearly in such a bright light, and I don't know how long it took for her to feel that the person on the bed had fallen asleep.

Immediately, she crept out from under the bed, and was about to leave in the dim moonlight, clinker, and didn't take a few steps—

Unfortunately, he ran into a round stool next to the octagonal table, and there was a soft "bang" in the quiet room.

Ruoyou touched the round stool that was hit, and his heart almost jumped out of his heart, and he subconsciously turned back.

The person on the bed lay calmly, without any movement.

She patted her chest and bent on her back, only to take two steps before she sensed something was wrong.

As a master of magic, it is possible that he can't even detect this little movement?

Either he deliberately released the water, or he is already dead!

Ruo Youpo turned back again against his will, hesitated again and again, and finally walked uncontrollably to the bed.

She sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and waved it at the eyelids of the person lying on the bed, but there was no movement, and she waved again, but there was still no movement.

Thinking slightly, she probed the other party's breath with her hand.

Luckily, the breath is still there, just a little weak.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but she somehow pinched her wrist on the bed and called for her pulse-

The breath is unstable, and there is an inexplicable evil aura mixed with the true air flow, and there are both external and internal injuries.

If the secluded pole is not pleasant.

He is already too busy to take care of himself, but he still has to work hard to heal others, is he disgusted that he has lived too long!!

For such a person who does not cherish her life, she has always left him to fend for himself, but at this time, she ......

This person hasn't double-cultivated with her yet.

She desperately needed half of his spells.

Thinking of this, she glared at the person on the bed, and saw that his face was pale, and his heartbeat suddenly beat chaotic.

He is good at how heavy, she already knew it when she called the pulse, what is the reason for the turmoil at this time?

Maybe she didn't even know it.

She pulled a porcelain bottle from her waist, fed him one of the pills, and hurried out the door.

The moment she closed the door, the dark eyes of the night opened in the dim room.

He reached out and touched his heart, which had just hurt heart-rending - was she in pain again?

The cold sweat oozing from his forehead has subsided, and the true qi flowing in his body has also calmed down a lot, obviously because of the "Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns Pill" in his body.

He knew about this kind of pill, and Xuanji, the medicine king of the Protoss, regarded it as a treasure, and once gave him one, which was specially made by her disciple.

So who is she......