Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 627 Painkillers

Also, what's in his eye?Why has she never seen it?
"Is it painful? Don't be afraid, I will find an antidote for you, and you will be fine."

Yan Zongli's voice trembled slightly, and the strength of his hand holding Feng Qingluo was slightly heavy, as if he was afraid of something?He knew that Feng Qingluo's injury was not critical, but the poison was the most important.

He can't let her have an accident.

It was only then that Feng Qingluo came to her senses. She watched black blood flow from her wound. It was strange that she didn't feel anything other than the pain of the wound.

Yan Zongli put her down and was about to find the antidote on the assassin, but Feng Qingluo grabbed his arm violently, and he turned his head to meet a pair of big misty eyes.

"What does it feel like to be poisoned?"

Feng Qingluo asked him seriously.

Yan Zongli was stunned by her question, and Feng Qingluo pointed to his wound and said, "I don't feel anything other than the pain of the wound. Didn't the poisoned people in the TV dramas I watched before all bleed from the seven orifices?" , did your limbs twitch? Why didn't I respond?"

"..."

After Yan Zongli was stunned for a while, he asked her uncertainly, "Do you really have any other feelings?"

Feng Qingluo thought for a while and said, "I'm still a little dizzy."

She doesn't look like a dying person at all!
Yan Zongli was really surprised, the blood that flowed out was black, why didn't this girl react at all?Could it be that her blood is invulnerable to all poisons?
No matter what, people are fine.

"I'll bandage your wound first."

Yan Zongli picked her up and walked towards the carriage where the sundries were placed. At this time, the fighting around had ended, and all the assassins had been executed.

The last leader was killed by Ye Mingjue.

Xunfeng checked all the corpses, and then came back to report: "My lord, these are all dead men, and there are no clues on them."

"Ah."

Ye Mingjue responded casually. In fact, he had already obtained the clues he wanted. At the beginning, he made people let the news out in order to lure the assassin to show up.

Only when the assassin appears, can he know who is behind it?

He is not the real Ye Mingjue, so there is no need to use mortal methods.

Xun Feng glanced at him, and said again: "Miss Seven was injured in order to save Mr. Yan. The injury is not serious, but she was poisoned."

"She can't die, pack up and continue on your way."

Ye Mingjue waved him back, his eyes were as indifferent and cold as ever.

Although he couldn't find out where Feng Qingluo came from, he could sense a familiar aura in her soul, and her fate was already doomed.

in the carriage.

Yan Zongli searched for wound medicine and clean gauze, his handsome eyebrows frowned and he looked at Feng Qingluo and said, "I'll help you pull out the sleeve arrow, it might hurt a little, bear with it."

Feng Qingluo asked with a sad face: "Don't you have any painkillers here? Mafeisan is also fine, I am most afraid of pain, why don't you find a doctor to see if it is pulled?"

She blinked her big eyes, still glowing with water, and looked at him pitifully.

Yan Zong was anxious in his heart, they were still a day away from entering the city, Gu Qingxuan was not by his side, and Mu Changting's medical skills were half-baked.

If this sleeve arrow stays in the body all the time, it will definitely not work.

"There is no painkiller, and neither is Mafeisan, but I have a more effective painkiller, do you want to try it?"

Yan Zongli asked her with a serious face.

"Yes, as long as it can relieve the pain, what..."

Before Feng Qingluo finished speaking, she saw the man in front of her leaning over to cover her fragrant lips, blocking her voice, and she was so startled that she lost her mind and her mind went blank.

　In terms of words, this is an aboveboard hooligan. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)