"Shizi!" Murongxue exclaimed, and hurriedly reached out to hold him, let him fall on her shoulders, staring carefully, only to see his eyes closed, breathing lightly, long eyelashes on the eyelids Two thick shadows were cast on the face, slightly pale, and unnatural black and purple lips glowing!
He is ... Yu Du has relapsed!
At the moment he was poisoned by snakes, the snake venom had flowed all over the body with the blood. Although she solved the snake venom for him, there would be some residues, and the two poisons could wipe out the remaining poison, which was no big deal.
But before he could use the medicine, he used force and accelerated the flow of Yu Du in the blood, so the poison gas attacked his heart and he was unconscious ...
Fortunately, the amount of poison remaining is low, and it will not hurt him too hard!
Murongxue took out a silver needle and gently pierced it on Ouyang Shaochen's chest, gently twisting, the black and purple on Ouyang Shaochen's lips gradually dispersed, and his pale face gradually recovered a little blood ...
"Cough ..." Ouyang Shaochen slightly coughed and slowly opened his eyes. He was looking into Murongxue's worried eye pupils. He smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I'm fine!"
"Have you been injured?" Murong Xue's eyes were faint. She had just focused on helping him detoxify. She hadn't had time to look at him.
"It's just dozens of assassins who can't hurt me yet." Ouyang Shaochen said in a loud voice, proud and proud.
That's good!Murong Xuesong breathed, the thick bloody smell haunted the tip of her nose, she frowned tightly, glanced at the dead body, and said with a deep voice: "This is too dirty, let's go!"
"Cough ..." Ouyang Shaochen coughed a few times, and said weakly: "I'm weak all over now, I can't move. You can go to Xiaoyao Wangfu to help me call Xun Feng, Wuhen, and I'm waiting here ! "
"How do you do that?" Murongxue shook his head and rejected his proposal. Ouyang Shaochen's poison recurred, and he didn't even have the strength to walk. Anyone who knows a little martial arts can put him to death. She must not leave him in the dead body. In the pile.
"I'm carrying you!" Murongxue turned around spontaneously, his back turned to Shaochen Ouyang.
Looking at her thin figure, Ouyang Shaochen slightly stunned: "I am very heavy, can you carry it?"
"Don't talk nonsense, haven't tried it, how do you know I can't move my back!" Murong Xue said angrily, grabbing Ouyang Shaochen's arm and carrying him back.
Ouyang Shaochen was lying on Murongxue ’s back, both feet were still on the ground, and both arms circumvented her snow-white neck and hung down in front of her, looking at the virtual sweat on her forehead, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes appeared. Clear laugh.
"You're lying down, I'm leaving!" Murong Xue reminded softly and walked forward slowly.
Ouyang Shaochen nodded: "Okay!"
As the sky gradually darkened, Murong Xue carried Ouyang Shaochen out of the alley and came to the street. There were few people on the street. Murong Xue walked slowly with Ouyang Shaochen on his back. After a while, she gasped while walking, why is Ouyang Shaochen so heavy!
Three or four beggars came together from different directions. Their steps were light and silent, and they looked at each other. The sharp hidden objects were like arrows from the string, and they shot quickly at the big holes on Murongxue.
Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up with a cold smile, the fingers under his sleeve flicked lightly, and the strong wind hit the dark weapon. He only listened to the few sounds of Dangdang, and the dark weapon changed its direction instantly. Reflected back towards the original owner and plunged deep into their big hole ...
The beggars suddenly widened their eyes, unwilling, and fell to the ground reluctantly: Is n’t Ouyang Shaochen weak enough to even walk?How can they use their internal force to hit back their hidden weapons.
A breeze blew, and if there was a seemingly murderous air, Murongxue's eyes flicked, and he looked up quickly, only to see the surroundings were empty, and no half figure: "Ouyang Shizi, did you notice the murderous just now?" "
"Fucking? No, you feel wrong." Ouyang Shaochen replied carelessly, resting his head on Murong Xue's shoulder. The tenderness and soft touch made him reluctant to get up.
"Is it?" Murong Xue frowned lightly. For many years of her vigilant career, she always felt very accurate and never made any mistakes. But now the surroundings are very peaceful and quiet. There are really no dangerous people. Is it really hers? Feeling wrong?
Looking at her tangled eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a clear smile: "You have gone half an hour, do you want to rest?"
"No!" Murong Xue shook his head, the sky became darker and darker, and the streets would become more and more dangerous. It would be better for them to go back earlier.
"But you are so tired that your forehead is sweating!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, pulling up his silk sleeves and gently wiping Murong Xue's forehead with sweat!
"It's okay, wait for us to come back to Zhenguo's Mansion, and let's take a rest!" Murong Xue said with a smile and continued to move forward. Ouyang Shaochen was weak, and it was safest to go back to the house, and stay one minute outside There will be one less danger.
Looking at her firm gaze, Ouyang Shaochen's gaze flickered, and the deep internal force quickly flowed all over her body.
Mu Rongxue suddenly felt that Ouyang Shaochen on her back was much lighter, and her footsteps gradually became lighter. She carried Ouyang Shaochen through streets and alleys and walked into Zhenguohou Mansion.
As night fell, the maids of the Zhenguo Palace and the maids returned to the room. In the house quietly, Murongxue went back to the Luoxue Pavilion with Ouyang Shaochen unimpeded.
Looking at the familiar tables, chairs, and couches in the room, Murong Xue was relieved for a long time, and finally came back, not easy!
"Help me sit on the chair!" Ouyang Shaochen said softly.
"How do you do, the residual poison in your body is still unclear, it would be comfortable to sit in such a hard chair!" Murong Xue refused his proposal, walked him to the bed, and carefully placed him on the bed.
Open the dark box beside the bed, take out a pill, and hand it to Ouyang Shaochen: "This is a detoxification pill, which can remove the remaining poison in your body!"
"Thank you!" Shaochen Ouyang said lightly and took the pill.
Murong Xue walked to the round table, poured a cup of tea, sipped it out, and his thirsty throat gradually warmed: "Shizi, how are you feeling? Has your internal strength recovered?"
"Fortunately!" Ouyang Shaochen's voice was soft.
"This detoxification pill is made by me. The most effective solution is to detoxify the snake. When you take it, the remaining poison in your body will be cleared. You don't need to use another medicine ..." Murong Xue said with a smile, turning to look at Ouyang Shaochen, I saw him lying on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, breathing lightly, and the snow-colored coat flowing down the bed, Tsinghua Noble, who could not speak ...
Murong Xue's eyes widened in surprise: He was ... sleeping!