Chapter 567

"Master."

Her voice was hoarse.

The voice was unconsciously soft and weak: "master..."

Thin shallow hands were stunned and stared at the black head melon seeds in amazement.

Mu Shinian's head rubbed gently on his arm, like being spoiled. Then, there was a piece of moisture on his arm, and her tears fell down.

"Master, I feel bad."

"It's hard."

"I feel like I'm dying."

It's really dying.

When she was young, she was not sensible. She fought with people very ferociously. No matter how badly she was injured, she was not as miserable as she is now.

But this time, she felt like she was going to die.

Thin shallow heard her call Shifu one by one. At the beginning, he felt that he was not in a good mood.

He has seen mu Shinian's skill. It is absolutely impossible to say that no one teaches him.

But he was jealous.

This so-called master has made her trust so much... Mu Shinian is so proud of himself. How can he bow his head and act like a spoiled child.

As a result, he was more coquettish than anyone in front of such a master.

Thin shallow held the needle in his hand, and the acid began to spread from his heart.

"You won't die."

Thin shallow covered her eyes, and her voice seemed to have some kind of enchanting charm: "with me, you won't die."

Mu Shinian blinked twice.

The slender eyelashes rubbed gently in the palm of his hand.

Soft, itchy.

Bo Qian's originally angry mood dissipated a lot.

He sighed gently: "sleep, it's okay, I'm here."

Mu Shi couldn't say a word, wore a mess of hair, rubbed him twice, and then closed his eyes listlessly.

Seeing how clever she is, her thin heart softens no matter how hard it is.

He lingered twice with his chin against her forehead in response, and then forced himself to cheer up and concentrate on the injection.

Thin and shallow use the ancient method, miscellaneous and fine.

When a set of needles came down, mu Shinian's face was much better, but his clothes were wet.

Thin shallow determined that she began to reduce her fever, went to the wardrobe, opened the door, picked out a dress, was going to change it, and felt something wrong.

Thin shallow looked at her open neckline and felt that there was a heat flow at the tip of her nose.

Just now, at the critical moment of life and death, he didn't dare to share a snack, which would calm down, and those... Pictures kept popping up in his mind.

Thin shallow grabbed the clothes hard, and the whole person's face was filled with a layer of light blood.

Then the blood became more and more turbulent.

Before the accident, thin shallow quickly walked over, pulled her clothes and quickly walked out.

Downstairs, the Tang and Song dynasties are conscientiously guarding the entrance. They don't give in. The little elder martial sister and the elder martial brother slow down and plan to break through without saying a word.

When Tang and song were just picked up by someone, Bo Qian came down with a suit of clothes.

He didn't say hello at all and threw it directly to the little elder martial sister.

The little elder martial sister took it. After being confused, her face quickly became ugly; "Shit, are you sick?"

Thin shallow frown: "what do you mean?"

The little elder martial sister coughed, and her hands were shaking; "You, you! You! Are you a beast? She's still feverish!"

So far, Bo Qian finally understood what had happened.

"She's sweating. Go and change her clothes!"

Thin shallow hard left this sentence.