Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

Yunqian was worried that she would cause trouble to Ranchen, so she dropped the chopsticks to the ground with a "boom", diverting Ye Junli's attention.

"Is it not enough to eat? You can't use your strength?"

"Sheng Jun is worried about himself? Forcing others to do something hard..."

But at the same time, Yunqian's stomach suddenly churned, causing him to retch uncomfortably.

From Ye Junli's point of view, this move seemed disgusting to him that he had sex with him just now.

A hand pressed against Yunqian's neck, squeezing all his discomfort into his throat.

But the eyes were suddenly blurred, and a fishy sweetness rushed into Yunqian's throat, he opened his mouth slightly, and a mouthful of blood flowed out.

Ye Junli's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, he let go of his hand, and there was a trace of narrowness in his eyes.

Before Yun Qian could react, her fingers were suddenly held by the person next to her, and a wave of spiritual power was transmitted along her palm. It was warm and thick, and the coldness on her body was reduced a lot in an instant.

"Ranchen! Keep an eye on him, don't let him die!" Ye Junli put away the expression on his face, unable to tell what emotion it was, and then hurried out of the Nightmare Palace, leaving behind the weak Yun Qian and the highly skilled doctor. Sink.

Yun Qian knew that Ye Junli was worried that if he died, he would not be able to get the Fire Flame Orb.

Ran Chen straightened Yun Qian upright and sat down, skillfully felt his pulse, his brows were furrowed, and he asked in a serious voice, "Why are your internal injuries so serious!"

He couldn't help but want to scold him a few times, but when he turned his head and saw Yun Qian's pale face, he couldn't bear it, and his tone became calmer: "Does it hurt?"

Ran Shen asked, while wiping the blood on Yun Qian's lips with a white wet handkerchief.

Only Wen Yunqian breathed like a gossamer, managed to pull out a smile, and replied softly: "My appetite has not been very good, I was in pain just now... I'm fine now..." Compared with the grief in my heart, these skin wounds What is it?

"Are you a doctor?" Yun Qian stared at Ran Shen with pursed lips and raised eyebrows.

Yun Qian's eyes are lighter than ordinary people's, crescent-like amber, so clear that it is unreasonable.

Ran Shen seemed to be confused, and nodded: "Well, you can tell me if you feel uncomfortable in the future."

He carefully applied medicine powder to every inch of wound on Yunqian's body, and fed him a painkiller pill.

Yun Qian's complexion recovered a bit, and she glanced around, and said casually: "It's so shady here..."

For some reason, this was the first time he saw Ranshen, but he believed in his bones that this person in front of him would not hurt him, which made Yunqian feel more relaxed than ever before.

After Yun Qian finished speaking, she saw Ran Shen wanting to take off her coat, so she hurriedly stopped her: "No need, I will hurt you..."

Ran Shen's eager eyes gradually dimmed.

There was a low sigh in the empty room, and it quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Protect yourself well, don't provoke the Holy King to be angry again, okay?"

Yun Qian nodded obediently, and smiled at Ran Shen, but her eyes were full of sadness.

He tried his best to make Ye Junli hate him, but now the goal was achieved, but the bitterness in his heart spread and fermented endlessly, and he almost fell short.

"Then I'm going out first, you have a good rest..."

Ran Shen gave Yun Qian a bottle of pills and told him to take one if the pain was unbearable.

Then he tidied up the things on the table, and looked at Yun Qian uneasy, only to see Yun Qian laying sleepily on the table and closing his eyes, Ran Shen reluctantly went out.

Yun Qian's sleep lasted for noon, during which Ye Junli didn't bother him in the future, he must have been entangled in important matters...