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His voice was soft and gentle, unexpectedly very pleasant to the ears.

Why is the voice of this old man so perfect now?

After he finished speaking, he quickly snatched the two girls from the ground and carried them into the sky.

"Stop, we haven't fought yet!" Mu Bingyue was so anxious that she wanted to chase after him.

"Wait a minute!"

Xing Ang quickly grabbed Mu Bingyue's hand and squatted on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Xing Ang!"

Mu Bingyue shouted loudly and no longer bothered to chase High Lord who had left. She hurriedly stepped forward to support Xing Ang and quickly took out a tranquil medicine from the Spatial Necklace and stuffed it into Wu Tie's mouth. She waited for Wu Tie and the blood to swallow before giving him a comfortable lying position.

Xing Ang frowned the whole time. He looked a little different from before, he looked a lot more dispirited. Perhaps it was because there was blood at the corner of his mouth, but his face looked very pale.

Mu Bingyue was upset, but Xing Ang said, "That person... "Let him go. I am injured, there is no way to catch him!"

After a short sentence, Xing Ang spat out another mouthful of blood. Luckily, he had taken Mu Bingyue's medicine, so there wasn't that much blood this time.

Mu Bingyue calmed herself down and told herself to calm down. After taking a few breaths, she forced herself to calm down and started taking Xing Ang's pulse.

His pulse was weak and irregular. Mu Bingyue frowned as she looked at Xing Ang worriedly, "You are injured, and... "Hidden ailments?"

At this point, Mu Bingyue's expression darkened.

The illness in Xing Ang's body was very strange, and... It seemed that it had been hidden for many years. She didn't notice it when she checked Xing Ang's pulse for the first time, but she didn't expect a man with such a noble status would have such a hidden disease. This … How is this possible?

What was even weirder was that she couldn't seem to tell what was wrong with Xing Ang's body, let alone diagnosis and treatment.

What Mu Bingyue didn't know was that before coming here, Xing Ang had already cleared out all of that person's hidden subordinates and suffered internal injuries. What Mu Bingyue didn't know was that before coming here, Xing Ang had already cleared out all of that person's hidden subordinates and suffered internal injuries.

Now that that person had left, he naturally wouldn't let Mu Bingyue chase after him anymore. Once he relaxed, he couldn't hide his internal injuries any longer and vomited out two mouthfuls of blood.

But the poison in his body … It had always been a topic that was difficult for him to open his mouth!

"Don't worry about my old illness. You just need to stabilize my internal injuries and wait for me to return to the capital." Xing Ang stretched out his hand and caressed Mu Bingyue's beautiful face. He smiled, and with his pale, bloody face, he said, "My Yue likes me. I can recover from any disease!"

Mu Bingyue, who had been interrupted by him, turned her face away and said indignantly, "Who dotes on you!"

"What is it? Is my feeling wrong? " He no longer called himself "Wang Tong" but used the word "I" instead. When Mu Bingyue heard this change, she felt a wave of worry in her heart.

"After suffering such heavy injuries, you're still in the mood to joke!" Mu Bingyue glared fiercely at him, then took out two more pills and passed it to him. "Take these and circulate your inner strength. The clotted blood in your body will be completely expelled very soon!"