It was impossible for her and Luo Ci to do so, but she added this pen to her life, which led to the current chaotic situation.

I don't know how long she walked, her steps suddenly staggered, she fell to the ground, and finally couldn't suppress it, the pain in her body kept squeezing her internal organs, and the contents of her stomach churned and poured out.

Since participating in the Medicine King Competition, she hasn't eaten much in order to pretend to be sick, her stomach is empty, and she can't vomit anything except a cavity of sour water, so she can only keep retching, as if she is punishing herself.

Vomiting uncomfortably, tears and snot flowed all over her face, she didn't need to suppress it, she knelt on the ground, her hands on the ground, retching and tears at the same time.

Uncomfortable...... How can it be so uncomfortable?

When the sword pierced her heart, she didn't feel so uncomfortable, but she felt cold in her heart.

But now...... She didn't seem to be able to find herself.

"You're hurt?" Yuan Yi watched from the sidelines, she looked like this, is there any other explanation besides being injured?

It's just that except for one medicine king, Zero, he didn't meet any powerful opponents, and he didn't know who injured her.

He didn't respond, but his shoulders were slightly heaving, and he was still retching.

Yuan Yi looked at her back, under the red cloth bag, the slightly raised spine on her back was like a graceful winding mountain range, extending to the slender waist, and the lines were hidden.

It was the first time she had seen a woman's back, and in his eyes it was no longer a delicious meal, but a bit like ...... A work of art to be admired.

It seems that her blood is so tempting.

"I'm in a good mood today, let's help you heal." Yuan Yi thought that today he was full of the compassion of all sentient beings, but he had never been so kind, and he felt that even the Buddha of the Western Heaven was not as kind as him.

must have been afraid that she would be seriously injured and die, and the blood would stink.

He never drank the blood of the dead.

His hand was placed on her shoulder when she suddenly resisted violently.

"Don't touch me!" Forcefully opening his hand, she looked up, her eyes red and glaring at him, as if ...... Like a beast that has been cornered.

Even a person like Yuan Yi who does nothing evil is a little frightened by this look.

Suddenly, his compassion and kindness were all extinguished, and he gritted his teeth viciously, thinking narrowly: Stinky girl, one day I will suck your blood dry!

He crouched on the ground, staring at her with a gloomy face, countless thoughts flashing through his mind, each of which was planning how to suck her blood.

I don't know how long she retched, Yuan Yi kept looking at her for a long time, and knew that he felt a little bored later, so he turned his eyes to look around, and suddenly saw a person standing in front of them.

The man didn't know how long he had been standing there, and he didn't notice any movement, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Imperial Prince." After seeing that person clearly, Yuan Yi was a little relieved, okay, this man is indeed not an ordinary person.

Fan Lingshu's body stiffened, and he slowly raised his head, his swollen eyes were a little dazzled, but his voice was still like a mirror, false and hazy beauty.

She has never been so embarrassed in her life, she has lost face, her image has collapsed, and she has been seen by two people who don't want to be seen.

But what is he doing now? Look at her pathetic look?

He helped the demon clan, so that she had to quickly cut through the chaos to end Mu Hanyan's life.

But is that all there is to it?

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The heart of no relief, the needle of the seabed......