Chapter 179

Feng Qingtian finally looked up at him, but did not speak.

Gu Bailu's body was still shivering. She was sweating and wet all over.

After being wet by sweat, the thin cloth clings to the skin, outlining her exquisite body.

As soon as Feng Qingtian waved, a screen of eight treasures of glass flew over. He separated miyas from them.

MIAs raised his feet to rush in. Feng Qingtian said coldly, "if you don't want her to die, you should be honest."

Meas did not go in again.

Although the little girl said she would be his companion, she is not yet.

Human beings have many rules, and they also care about these. Now she is in a state that he really shouldn't look at.

Meas waited patiently behind the screen, standing upright, with a trace of worry on his handsome, three-dimensional face, raising his ears to hear what was going on inside.

I don't know how the little girl is. She just looks in a bad condition.

Gu Bailu's whole person is still confused, his mouth is white, but he is still slightly open, talking about something.

Feng Qingtian tore off her sweaty clothes, wrapped her exquisite body with her own robe, put it on a big black sandalwood bed, and covered her with silk forged belt sheets.

Reaching out and pressing the switch on the head of the bed, a small dark Pavilion sprang out, filled with all kinds of small white medicine cakes.

He reached for a small white porcelain bottle, looked at Gu Bailu, who was afflicted, and put it down again, then picked up a small box of white jade.

The slender fingers open the box. Inside is a crystal clear pill, the size of a dumpling, spreading a layer of white fog.

The medicine is fragrant.

Feng Qingtian took out the pill and put it into Gu Bailu's mouth. He acted quickly, as if he was afraid of regret.

But Gu Bailu coughed violently, and threw up the pill and rolled it on the bed sheet.

Feng Qingtian's face is black. She picks it up again and puts it into her mouth. She leans down and covers her lips. She breaks the pill and ferry it into her mouth one by one.

Gu Bailu resisted, and suddenly put his hands on his neck: "I won't let you succeed. What is the fire of hell? I can't burn myself..."

Feng Qingtian's eyes suddenly stagnated, looking at Gu Bailu, who was still trying to be brave in the dizziness, "what did you just say?"

Gu Bailu suddenly loosed his strength, and the whole man collapsed on the bed. He calmed down, motionless, unable to hear his breath.

Feng Qingtian's face changed greatly. She put her hand to her neck and closed her eyes. The long curled eyelashes covered her eyes. After a long time of meditation, she opened her eyes. There was no hidden fear in the long and narrow eyes.

For a moment, he thought she was dead, and the fear that drenched his whole body forced him to stop.

He took Gu Bailu into his arms and looked at her coldly. "You dare to die without my permission."

Holding Gu Bailu's burned hand, the mildew like toxin on it has subsided, but it still rots like mud.

Feng Qingtian lowers her head and puts Meili's lips close to the back of her hand. She spits out a white aura from her mouth and caresses the rotten layer.

Gu Bailu's back of hand miraculously grows new meat and quickly heals.

Meas was waiting outside. Hearing his voice, he was a little worried.

"Wang, you give her to me, and I can save her."

Feng Qingtian's words made him think that Gu Bailu's situation was very serious, and Feng Qingtian could not cure him.

A figure came out from behind the screen. Feng Qingtian raised his eyes and said, "what do you mean by what you just said?"