You are my spoiled wife: divine doctor concubine

However, Fengyu was injured. Before, regardless of her own safety, she forcibly broke through the acupoints with a little internal force gathered reluctantly. Her physical strength was obviously out of support. The speed of dodging was naturally affected. Although she had responded quickly at the first time, Xi Zhuo was close in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yu took a breath for a moment.

The next moment, when Xi Zhuo's hand was about to buckle to Feng Yu's neck, Xi Zhuo was suddenly hit and flew out.

Then, Feng Yu fell into a familiar embrace, and a familiar voice came from her ear, "are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Feng Yu, whose heart beat obviously accelerated due to tension and danger, looked up at Xin mogo's worried black eyes, smiled and shook her head. Although it was dangerous just now, Xi Zhuo didn't meet her. It was so close.

Simergo breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he didn't expect that schizhuo was just an illusory move. He didn't expect that schizhuo's real goal was her, which almost hurt her in front of him. Thinking of this, a trace of murderous spirit flashed in simego's eyes. He looked sideways at Sid Zhuo who fell to the ground after hitting the wall. He deserved to die.

Xi Zhuo was badly hurt. He got up shakily from the ground. The black mask on his face burst at the moment he got up, revealing his real face as pale as paper.

Several people in the imperial mausoleum secretly pinched a cold sweat. After two steps back, they quickly walked to Xi Zhuo from the side. The situation in front of them was somewhat overwhelming, "manager Xi?"

Xi Zhuo pushed and stretched out his hand to help him. He didn't need help. He angrily wiped the wisp of blood from the corners of his lips. At the same time, he swallowed the blood from his throat, gnashing his teeth and said, "simogo, do you think you really won?"

"All I know is that you will die ugly." Simergo replied word by word, murderous, with no expression on his face.

"Hehe... Hehe..." Xi Zhuo couldn't help sneering. He was not afraid of simogo's words and was not afraid of death. "Simogo, you probably didn't know that your mother's Shangguan Feihong was poisoned? Feng Yu and Xin Haoyan worked together to suppress the toxicity in her body, but it was absolutely only temporary. Without an antidote, she would die. "

Xin mogo smelled the speech, looked at the unconscious Shangguan Feihong in the arms of dark Wei, looked at Xin Haoyan with his left arm injured, and finally looked down at Feng Yu held in his arms.

Xin Haoyan is most worried about Shangguan Feihong. He is not sure whether Fengyu can detoxify Shangguan Feihong. He also looks at Fengyu and wants to get a definite answer from Fengyu.

Feng Yu also looked at Shangguan Feihong. The poison in Shangguan Feihong was really difficult to solve, and from the moment of Shangguan Feihong's toxicity attack, she had realized that the poison in Shangguan Feihong was much more powerful than she had just estimated.

Xi Zhuo looked at the faces of several people in his eyes, and then sneered: "simogo, she is your biological mother. If you don't want her to die, immediately let the people outside stop bombing, and then we'll slowly 'talk'." From the first explosion to now, the time is not long, but it is not short. Schidrow can't let it go on like this. Stopping the bombing first is the top priority at present.

Xin mogo's hand around Feng Yu's waist unconsciously tightened, and the cold on his face deepened inch by inch