Divine Doctor's Daughter: Tyrant, spoil me!

The road of the East Street was stained with red blood. One man stood up with a black iron sword in his hand. His dark blue robe had been stained red with blood, and the blood fell from the tip of his sword, even the black dead. Seeing such a Shura coming from hell, they all felt fear from their hearts.

It's not human.

He hasn't been around for half an hour. He had killed half of the black death, his dark eyes were scarlet, and he took up his sword and killed two more people.

Rao is close to Fu Qiao for many years. Seeing Fu Qiao like this, he was shocked by his evil spirit.

"Not far, go to... Can't let Fu Qiao continue to kill." Gu Changle recovered from the shock. Not long ago, he had to escort her back to the palace. Before he got far away, they were stopped by the black death men. During the fight, Fu Qiao appeared with his sword.

She could hardly see how he did it. One by one, the black dead were killed.

Now the whole street is full of blood, which makes her scalp numb.

She worried that if Fu Qiao continued to kill him, his illness would attack again.

"How can this... Be stopped?" Not far away asked, see Fu Qiao such murderous. He won't stop until all the black dead are killed.

Gu Changle was the one the Black Death wanted to kill, which was the bottom line that Fu Qiao could not be rational and calm.

Killing Gu Changle is no different from killing Fu Qiao.

"Fu Qiao!" Gu Changle yelled at Fu Qiao's back, "come back quickly."

However, Fu Qiao had only one idea at this time. He wanted to kill all the people who would hurt Gu Changle. No matter who sent them, he wanted them to die here. When he learned that Gu Changle was surrounded and killed, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, that kind of suffering and fear. It's something he's never experienced in his life.

He didn't want to go through it again.

"Fu Qiao, I hurt, I hurt!" Gu Changle cried, trying to pull back Fu Qiao's reason.

Finally. Fu Qiao stops in Gu Changle's crying voice. He slowly turns his head, and his dark scarlet eyes fall on Gu Changle's face. Finally, he finds a trace of Qingming.

"Young master, you and the girl go back first, and we'll take care of it here." No, I took the opportunity to say. Take the others with you to deal with the black death.

Gu Changle took Fu Qiao's hand and said, "brother Fu. I'm fine. I'm not hurt

Fu Qiao looked down at her. A moment later, she slowly reached out and stroked her cheek, "hurt."

The wounds on her cheek were caused when the carriage rolled, but they were only skin wounds.

"It doesn't matter to me. These wounds will heal soon." Gu Changle said, "Hongying and Shuyan have been hit by the arrow. The arrow is poisonous. Let's go back to the palace."

She's going to heal them. Otherwise, if the poison gas enters the heart, even if she has a spirit spring, it may not be able to save them.

Fu Qiao looked back at those black dead men with cold eyes.

"Brother Fu." Gu Changle reaches for his sleeve. He looked at him pleadingly.

Fu Qiao finally nodded slowly, "OK."

Gu Changle was relieved in his heart, "let's hurry back."

Hongying and Shuyan are in a coma. Gu Changle quickly takes Lingquan and pours a few drops into their mouth. He simply deals with the wound before they are sent back to the palace.

"These people..." Gu Changle grabbed Fu Qiao's sleeve fearfully, "what's the advantage of killing me?"