The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Lan Xiu gritted his teeth: "Why...how did you hit him so hard?"

Luo Qingyu closed her eyes slightly and did not speak.

"Qing Lan, hold on." He stretched out his hand to uncover some of the torn clothes on her body, and he didn't know if he was nervous or distressed, his fingers trembled slightly——

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, his body went numb, and he froze and couldn't move!

A scimitar lay across his neck: "Who sent you here?" [

Lan Xiu rolled his eyes and looked at Luo Qingyu in disbelief.

The little girl who was laying there lifelessly just now jumped up at some point, and the full moon scimitar in her hand was piercingly cold on his neck, making all the hairs on his body stand up and dance...

"You, Qinglan, what are you doing? I, I don't feel at ease to visit you, to heal your wounds, why do you..." Lan Xiu was startled and helpless.

"Heal me?" Luo Qingyu smiled, and the corners of her lips curled into a sneer: "Very good, then let me see your wound medicine!"

Reaching out to take the ointment in his hand, the crimson light flashed, and there was a bloody gash on Lan Xiu's arm, and the blood flowed out suddenly: "Well, you are injured too, then use this ointment to heal you stop."

Luo Qingyu was about to apply the ointment to his wound...

Lan Xiu's face changed greatly: "No!"

Luo Qingyu tilted her head to look at him: "Why not? Isn't your medicine a holy medicine?"

Lan Xiu's expression was as dead as death, and he was speechless.

"Say, who are you? Who sent you here?!" Luo Qingyu put the scimitar back on his neck again.

'Lanxiu' closed his eyes and did not speak.

Luo Qingyu had no intention of competing with him in patience, and said coldly: "You don't say it, forget it, I'll send you on your way directly!"

The scimitar in his hand made a gesture to smash his head.

'Lan Xiu' looked deathly at home, as if he put life and death aside.

Luo Qingyu glanced at him, and smiled slightly: "Sending you on the road like this will dirty my knife, why don't you just use the ointment you gave me."

Slowly tore off a skirt of 'Lan Xiu', and then dipped the skirt with ointment to smear his wound.

'Lan Xiu''s face changed drastically, and he shouted urgently: "No!"

If Luo Qingyu sent him on the road with a scimitar, at most he would abandon this skin, but if he used this ointment, then he would really be out of his wits!

Luo Qingyu paused with her fingers, and looked at him coolly: "Then tell the truth!"

'Lan Xiu''s eyes were full of unwillingness: "You... how did you see it?"

He obviously acted very similarly, so there shouldn't be any flaws...

Luo Qingyu twirled the scimitar in his hand, and smiled calmly: "Lan Xiu doesn't have as much nonsense as you."

And with Lan Xiu's staid personality, why would he want to heal her wounds with his own hands?

'Lan Xiu' closed his eyes, he didn't expect that he would be self-defeating...

"You are really smart!" The cell door opened again, and a man in a purple robe walked in.

Luo Qingyu narrowed her eyes slightly, she didn't expect this big boss to come in person!

The man who came was handsome and noble, he was the Emperor of Heaven.

'Lan Xiu''s face changed drastically, and he didn't care about the scimitar in Luo Qingyu's hand, and fell to his knees: "Your Majesty, spare me!"

The Emperor of Heaven gave him a cold look, and only uttered one word: "Get lost!"

'Lan Xiu' scrambled and ran away, Luo Qingyu looked at the Emperor of Heaven coldly: "Your Majesty came to see me off personally?"

The emperor's eyes were slightly complicated, and he didn't speak for a long time.