Father-in-law Bao has looked at the cave several times. Dou Yin, the head of the bodyguard, has not returned, and Cheng Yuan, the leader of the dark guard, and his people have not been found.

The Holy Lord has a fever again. He has no food or medicine. What can he do?

"Little father-in-law."

Mr. Bao: "

Who's calling him?

It's still a female voice, but it's a little charming, but it's creepy.

Father Bao didn't dare to look outside the cave. He quickly returned to the man lying next to the fire. The whole man was on guard and looked around vigilantly.

Did he hear something or did someone really come?

Whether it is a person or a ghost, whether his little tripod kung fu works or not, as long as he is alive, no one will come near the saint.

"Still loyal." this time the voice doesn't sound so charming.

But father-in-law Bao was still in a cold sweat.

It's not his illusion.

Someone really hid here, and they didn't find it.

"Oh, it's really annoying. I won't tease you. I'll find your master." the voice became a little cold again, but I could still hear that it was a person's voice.

Father-in-law Bao was so frightened that his hair stood up, his eyes stared around like a copper bell, pretending to be calm and asked, "who, who are you?"

The emperor is the real dragon and the son of heaven. Evil things can't get close.

"You'll know soon." the voice disappeared completely.

Bao Gonggong wants to know who the visitor is. The emperor Yuanye of Xia state, who is still feverish and sleepy, is also thinking about the same problem.

He looked at the peerless woman lying on his body. At first, he was afraid to disturb heaven and man. Later, the cold feeling on his body receded, and the wound was no longer so painful, so he wanted to think about something else.

When he could not feel the cold and the pain of illness at all, he subconsciously grabbed the hand on his shoulder and asked her, "who are you?"

Ruan Tang didn't speak, but his burning eyes were fixed on Yuanye, and there was some anger in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

Yuanye didn't know why she was angry, but she still asked, "who are you? Are you unhappy?"

Ruan Tang snorted, his thin white fingers slipped slowly, fell to the heart of Yuanye, and pressed hard there.

There was a scar pierced by arrows not long ago, but now it has completely healed and the scar has completely disappeared.

The body didn't feel pain, but Yuanye still frowned in a general "pain" of conditioned reflex, "are you the immortal who came to save me?"

"Immortal?" Ruan Tang finally opened his mouth, as if he hated these two words.

Yuanye carefully observed her reaction and shook his head. His eyes and tone were full of expectations that he didn't notice, "is that a goblin? What kind of goblin are you?"

He thought that he might have really encountered a miracle.

Let people in the world sell their soul dignity, lose ethics and morality, violate justice and family affection, and also want to see the "immortal" who wants to be, so that he can meet him.

Although he also hated those so-called immortals who said they didn't eat human fireworks, they spread their teachings and made countless people offer incense to gain trust.

Ruan Tang suddenly lowered his head, and his red lips like fire attached to Yuan Ye's ears.

The warm breath entered his ear canal along his ear, and the crisp itch almost spread all over his body in an instant. Even his heart seemed to fall into a pool of soft and warm spring water.

When Yuan Ye was stunned, he heard a soft and charming voice.

What kind of goblin do you think I look like?