Song Jun sat outside the door crying. He looked like an abandoned woman abandoned by a heartless man.

The room was still full of cold breath, but the murderous spirit in Dugu Aotian's eyes had gradually faded away.

"She poisoned you. Now you have told me everything. Do you think she will give you an antidote?" Dugu Aotian looked cold, and he pulled a sarcastic arc from the corner of his mouth, "that old woman's ability to cure poison is the best in the world. I have a doctor here, but I don't have a doctor to interpret."

It means to ask her for more luck.

Yuexi didn't care. She stretched out her palm, picked up the fruit knife on the table and gently cut it at her fingertips.

I saw a thick black blood flowing down the wound on the fingertip.

After staying for a while, Yuexi's ruddy face was a little pale, and the black blood left along the fingertip wound gradually turned into red blood.

Dugu Aotian turned his head. Inexplicably, he looked at the wound and felt an impatient, even manic impulse to kill.

He didn't want to see her hurt.

The room was full of bloody smell. Gradually, Dugu Aotian was affected by the smell, and his face began to look wrong.

Yuexi was obviously aware of this. She put away the look on her face and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Dugu Aotian could not hide his disgust and murderous spirit when he mentioned the old lady again.

And there is something wrong with his current physical condition. She has just checked it secretly with spiritual power. His body has not changed. It is still a human body.

However, for a moment, she felt the sudden change of his physique, close to the physique of a vampire who depended on sucking blood for a living.

He's poisoned???

Yuexi already had the answer in her heart. She stood up and wanted to come forward.

Dugu Qi's black pupils had turned red, his forehead was blue, and his pale and slender fingers held the sofa until all the things under his hands were turned into dust.

Before Yuexi walked two steps in front of him, Dugu Aotian raised his head and stared at her fiercely, "get out of here!! Get out! "

The smell in her blood was so charming that the woman didn't know it and dared to bleed in front of him.

Dugu Aotian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at a thin wound with blood beads on the white fingertips of Yuexi.

He looked unbearably licked his lower lip. His noble and inviolable face, which even women lamented, showed a hook look.

"If you ask me to go, don't I have no face?" Yuexi didn't care at all. She ignored the warning in Dugu Ziqi's eye mask and directly came forward to hug him.

She secretly soothed his pain and toxin with spiritual power.

Dugu Aotian walked around his body with a kind of strange and familiar power. He was stunned and wanted to resist, but he found that his body could not resist this power.

Instead, he was a little intoxicated.

How could her arms be so warm? Obviously, a small one can inexplicably give him peace of mind.

Dugu Aotian sighed comfortably. Unconsciously, he was surrounded by the warm power, and he even fell asleep.