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"Well, it's really different from the past, but it's already medicine, it should be okay." She said slowly, she didn't feel the wound without mentioning it. When it came to the wound, it felt like a hot piece of wound. Is it an inflammation?impossible?

She was a little distracted, forgetting that Mo Chen was still standing by the bed.

Looking at her expression, Mo Chen glanced at Xuanyuan Mo Ze and asked, "Have you seen the wound? Is there anything strange?"

Xuanyuan Moze's heart moved slightly, he glanced at Feng Jiu, and said to Mo Chen: "Her body is different from ordinary people and has the ability to repair wounds on its own, but this time the wound has not been repaired."

After a sound, he said again: "Now that the medicine is on, let's look at tomorrow! You should know when the medicine is changed tomorrow."

Hearing what both of them said, Mo Chen didn't say anything else, just nodded: "Then I'll go back first, and come and see her tomorrow."

He turned to Feng Jiu, looked at her who was thinking about something, and said warmly: "You have a good rest, I will see you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Feng Jiu calmed down and responded, and saw him turn around and walk outside.

"You go to bed first, I'll go out and explain."

Xuanyuan Moze said, he went out to explain to Ying Yi and asked the people below to investigate the matter. When he returned to the room, he saw that she had already fallen asleep, so he went to take a shower first, and stained his clothes with blood. After changing the robe, he returned to the room, took off his coat and lay down beside her.

After midnight, the night darkened, but Xuanyuan Moze suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Jiu in his arms: "Ajiu? Ajiu? What's wrong with you?"

The room was not illuminated by candlelights, but with night pearls. The light was soft and not dazzling. At this time, in the soft light emitted by the night pearls, he saw the sweat on Feng Jiu’s forehead and his face It is red, but the lips are white.

He quickly got up, put on his coat and called out: "Yingyi! Go and call Mo Chen!"

As soon as the shadow guarding outside heard this, he immediately responded: "Yes!" The figure flashed, and quickly went to Nalan Mansion.

In the other courtyard of the mansion, Tun Yun seemed a little uncomfortable at this time. Its body was rolling on the ground, and its mouth roared, awakening everyone in the mansion.

Leng Hua, Du Fan and others rushed to take a look. They saw it rolling on the ground and howling in their mouths. They quickly asked, "Tuyun, what's wrong with you?"

"The wound, the wound is very painful..." It was lying on the ground and motionless at this time, as if it was out of strength, and even closed its eyes, only groaning in its mouth from time to time.

Seeing Tunyun like this, their hearts sank. Fan Lin, one of the eight leaders of Fengwei, stepped forward quickly and checked for Tunyun. When he opened the wound on Tunyun's body, he saw that the wound was spreading. When he smelled of black, he couldn't help being surprised.

"How could this be!"

His face changed drastically, and he thought of something, and immediately looked at Leng Hua and the others: "You are here looking at Tunyun, I will go see the master!" The master is also injured, will he also look like Tunyun?Is the wound glowing with black air?

"Is it poison?" Leng Shuang asked worriedly, and followed him to the main courtyard.

"It's not like poison." Fan Lin said, speeding up his pace.

On the other side, Mo Chen, who was asleep in the room, faintly heard movement on the roof, and he stood up and got up quietly...