Shen Xiaole hugged Qi Wei tightly, raised his head and looked at the person who came in vigilantly.

I saw that a few people in black died in an instant under the attack of a few spells.

At this moment, a corner of red robes appeared outside the door.

It was none other than Ziyi.

Ziyi walked into the room, and as soon as he raised his foot, he stepped on the chest of one of the men in black.

"Hmm..."

The man in black moved, screamed, and was not dead.

"Keep you and interrogate you properly. ”

After Ziyi finished speaking, a box appeared in his hand, and the box flashed, and the man in black was directly loaded by him!

Seeing this scene, Shen Xiaole stared at Ziyi vigilantly.

She didn't expect that Zi Yi would be so ruthless when she made a move!

"Qiwei?"

Zi Yi looked at the person in Shen Xiaole's arms in shock, and his brows were furrowed.

"Didn't he go out on an errand and never came back? Why is he here? What the hell is going on?"

Shen Xiaole pursed his lips and said nothing, and looked at Ziyi calmly with a small face.

"I won't say anything about this, I just didn't expect that the person who could make you give up the first place at your fingertips and turn away was him. ”

Ziyi's eyes were fluttering, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Shen Xiaole still didn't speak.

"You can only choose to trust me now. I didn't hurt you from beginning to end, you should..."

Before Zi Yi's words were finished, Shen Xiaole interrupted him: "Master is injured and needs to be born Qilan." ”

Ziyi's expression was shocked, and he looked at Shen Xiaole's eyes, which were a little more complicated.

"It turns out that you came to participate in the competition for the sake of Yuansheng Qilan, and it turns out that you grabbed Qingguang Buddha Yan that day to dispense medicine for Qiwei. ”

"Yes"

Ziyi sighed, walked to the side of the bed, and reached out to take the veins of Shangqiwei.

His expression gradually became solemn.

"How long has he been injured?"

"Eight years. ”

Zi Yi's expression was shocked, and he looked at Shen Xiaole in disbelief.

"You hid it for eight years?"

"Yes"

"You were seven years old!"

"Hmm"

Shen Xiaole lowered her head and hugged Qi Wei, no matter how old she was, she had to keep it.

Ziyi looked at Shen Xiaole, with an indescribable shock in his heart.

Eight years, one person, eight years, isolated by everyone, supported by one person.

Ziyi looked at the sleeping Qiwei, and suddenly envied him.

If one day he is injured, will anyone be able to stay with him and overcome the difficulties and obstacles to defend him for eight years?

Ziyi's heart was touched at once, and there was a sour taste in his heart.

It seems like... I'm a little jealous...

"What's wrong with my master? He just got doused with arsenic. ”

"He's fine, he's throwing up. ”

"Then will my master wake up when he gets the Yuansheng Qilan?"

Ziyi raised his head and looked at Shen Xiaole in surprise: "You have already lost the game." ”

"Losing the game is not in conflict with getting Gensheng Qilan. ”

Shen Xiaole's expression was very firm, and her meaning was obvious, if she couldn't win, then grab it.

"This is Jiuxing Mountain, Wu Zihan will become a disciple of the Temple of the Gods, you are openly robbing things in the Temple of the Gods, that is a big crime!"

Zi Yi frowned and looked at Shen Xiaole: "The Temple of the Gods is very strict, even if you don't die, you won't be able to live well!"

"So what?"

Ziyi's expression was shocked, so what?

God Xiaole's appearance is fearless, and he cares about everything.

Ziyi looked at the sleeping Qiwei, and her heart was sour, as if she was really jealous.

"I'll help you"