Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

Xuan Moxiao stood on the ground in a daze.

Ye Qingyi sat on the indigo blanket and looked at him quietly, his eyes were gentle and calm, without any trace of scheming or infidelity, but for some reason, Xuan Moxiao looked at Ye Qingyi's beautiful face right now. With a captivating face, what Su Yin had said to him was all that was in his mind.

Su Yin said that Ye Qingyi tested his spiritual power and wanted to trick him into taking the magic lock pill.

Su Yin also said that in Yuqiong Mountain, no one would really like him.

How much he wanted to deny Su Yin's words, but the hardships he had experienced over the years told him that he was born to suffer, good things may not happen to him, but evil things will always happen to him.

Ye Qingyi... His Master Ye, is he really going to poison him?

Strong anxiety surrounded Xuan Moxiao, but he still walked towards Ye Qingyi step by step.

Ye Qingyi was also waiting for him.

The two looked at each other with clean and clear eyes, like a pool of lake water, especially Ye Qingyi, when Xuan Moxiao sat down again, he smiled dotingly.

"Eat." Ye Qingyi habitually turned the iron ring on his right index finger, "It won't taste good when it's cold."

"Yes." Xuan Moxiao replied, picked up the chopsticks, and slowly picked up the jujube cake.

At that moment, Ye Qingyi couldn't bear to look directly at him, turned his face away, and pretended to refill tea. Xuan Moxiao looked at Ye Qingyi's beautiful and elegant side face, lowered his eyes sadly, and silently took the piece of jujube flower cake with the red seal on it. After studying it carefully, he opened his mouth and took a light bite.

However, before he could swallow the bitter jujube cake, a gust of wind suddenly blasted the door of Yilanxuan, and the wind and clouds brought up a piece of yellow sand, covering his head and face towards Xuan Moxiao and Ye. Qingyi rushed over, Xuan Moxiao was shocked, threw his chopsticks and opened his arms to protect Ye Qingyi, shouting anxiously: "Master, be careful!!!"

Ye Qingyi frowned and looked at the rushing wind of yellow sand, squinting his eyes and said: "The demon wind."

He held up a cloud of blue aura, fluttered his five fingers, and quickly formed seals. Seeing that the barrier was completed, a snow-white fox jumped out of the strong wind, opened its scarlet mouth, and bit Ye Qingyi's flesh fiercely. neck.

Ye Qingyi, who was sick and torn apart, couldn't escape the attack of the ferocious monster. He groaned in pain, tilted his body, and fell to the ground.

"Master!!" Xuan Moxiao ignored the danger of being swallowed by the yellow sand, helped Ye Qingyi up, and called out, "Master, how are you?! Master, can you hear the disciple's voice?!"

Ye Qingyi lay pale in Xuan Moxiao's arms, motionless.

"Uncle Master!" Xuan Moxiao caressed the blood on Ye Qingyi's jade neck tremblingly with his fingertips, unable to speak in distress, the fox who had bitten Ye Qingyi walked slowly to Xuan Moxiao , wagging his tail, looking at him quietly.

There was a bit of a smile in those green vertical pupils, which made people feel chills on their backs.

Xuan Moxiao's eyes trembled.

"It's you?"

Su Yin, the solemn son of Charming Monster who suddenly appeared in front of him that day?

Why is it here?And why did they attack Ye Qingyi?

A series of questions surrounded Xuan Moxiao, but Xuan Moxiao just stared at the white fox warily, without saying a word.

The white fox didn't seem to want to talk to Xuan Moxiao either, so he grinned, raised his sharp claws and slashed across Xuan Moxiao's chest, carrying the yellow sand with him.

Yin Hong's blood flowed down Xuan Moxiao's chest, soaking his thin sword uniform. Xuan Moxiao ignored his injury, looked in the direction where the white fox disappeared, hugged Ye Qingyi tightly and said: " Master uncle? Master uncle?"

The slender and light body was limp in his arms, no matter how he called, there was no response.

His uncle is extremely weak right now, so weak that anyone can easily take his life...

Xuan Moxiao suddenly panicked, the person in his arms was so close to him, so close that he only needed to lower his head to snatch a kiss on those red lips, he leaned against him, waiting for him to answer, but he I can't do anything, I don't know what to do...

That almost transparent pale face was not dimmed by closing his affectionate eyes. He was so quiet, so well-behaved, so cold and holy that he was so unattainable, but at this moment he seemed to have fallen from the altar to the world and became a human being. A pitiful little person who can be bullied, this broken feeling that is easy to be destroyed makes Ye Qingyi very seductive at this moment, Xuan Moxiao hugged him tightly, feeling that the blood in his whole body was frozen.

His heart was inexplicably hot, so dry that his throat was dry, Xuan Moxiao became more and more flustered, forcing himself not to look at Ye Qingyi's face, but to focus on the scar on his neck.

Where the white fox had bitten, blood was still oozing.

The blood was dazzlingly red on Ye Qingyi's fair skin, and the upper and lower rows of bite holes were like red moles on the neck. The upper blood vessel was faintly blue, presumably the poisonous gas spread into the body along the wound, if the poison was not removed in time, it might be life-threatening.

detoxification...

"Uncle?" Xuan Moxiao tried to call Ye Qingyi, "Can you hear what the disciple said?"

Ye Qingyi was silent.

Xuan Moxiao gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment and then whispered in Ye Qingyi's ear: "Master... this disciple offended me."

Ye Qingyi still didn't respond to him, Xuan Moxiao had expected this result, he didn't wait any longer, tremblingly took off half of Ye Qingyi's shirt, leaned over and sucked the bright red wound.

The moment the poisonous blood flooded his mouth, Xuan Moxiao's whole body trembled.

He hurriedly closed his eyes, hugged Ye Qingyi tightly, and sucked the poisonous blood vigorously. The poisonous blood in his mouth was warm, and the jade neck under his teeth was cold. deep.

After spitting out the poisonous blood in his mouth, Xuan Moxiao collapsed to the ground.

"Uncle Master..." With the last of his strength, he straightened Ye Qingyi's clothes, closed his eyes, and passed out.

When Ye Qingyi woke up, it was already dark.

He didn't have any strength in his body, his hands and feet were cold, and even his heart felt cold, as if he had just stepped out of the icy hell.

Du Zhong, dressed in green and with black hair dyed in snow, was sitting beside Ye Qingyi, stirring a ball of black ointment with a cold face. He obviously didn't even look at Ye Qingyi, but he knew that Ye Qingyi was already awake Coming over, he opened his mouth and said, "Don't move."

Ye Qingyi sighed helplessly: "Junior Brother Du, do you think I can move like this?"

Du Zhong squinted at Ye Qingyi: "If you talk to me cynically again, just shut your mouth."

Du Zhong's attitude towards patients has always been bad, Ye Qingyi has long been used to it, so he smiled and said: "If I don't joke with people anymore, I will really be bored to death." He rolled his eyes and looked around, "Junior Brother Du, Do you know what happened?"

"There was a powerful demon who broke into Yushu Peak, bit Rong Lian, and then rushed into Yilanxuan to bite you. When Senior Brother Su and I arrived, you were already half-breathed. Fortunately, Someone will detoxify you in time, otherwise, you may have already stepped onto the bridge of Naihe." Du Zhong said while sticking the prepared ointment on Ye Qingyi's neck.

The ointment touched his neck and made Ye Qingyi shiver. He frowned and looked at Du Zhong, and all the images before he passed out flashed in his mind.

"That Charm is a white fox..." Ye Qingyi said intermittently, "Have you caught it yet?"

Du Zhong shook his head: "No."

Did you teach it to run away?

He suddenly thought of Xuan Moxiao: "Where is Xuan Moxiao? Rong Lian was injured, what about him? Is he alright?"

Du Zhong stroked the hand on Ye Qingyi's neck.

He slowly turned his cold eyes, looked quietly at Ye Qingyi and said, "Is he alright? Heh... what do you think?"

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