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Sometimes, X also writhes.

He really didn't believe it, since he had said it all to this, he hoped that Twilight would be able to hold him and sleep with him for a while, but as a result, this woman still didn't understand the amorous feelings, and didn't understand his heart that was afraid of losing.

"Huh? Sleep? Twilight lightly scraped her eyebrows, two question marks in succession, as if she wanted to put the confusion to the end, "You're injured now, it's not appropriate to move, it's better to rest for a while, I'll ...... first"

"Don't go." X grabbed her hand sleeve and whispered. Everyone has the right to chase happiness, Rao is that he has no qualifications, and he still wants to work hard to get Twilight's attention, and occasionally has the audacity to be presumptuous.

Benjue didn't say go...... Only," Twilight paused, not saying what he was about to say. How could she be so ruthless when a teenager was injured?

"I don't need to ......" X grabbed Twilight's sleeve and pulled it to his side, causing the wound to tear the wound with too much movement. Before he could finish his sentence, Twilight had already collapsed onto the bed.

"X......" Twilight's words were full of helplessness and warning. In this world, no one can do anything to embarrass her!

It's not a three-time thing, this is the first time!!

X pulled the corners of his lips in pain, a smile spread on his lips, he endured the wound on his shoulder, and moved it to the side a little more, freeing up a place for a person, "Don't worry, I won't do anything superfluous." ”

With that, he lay down, closed his eyes, and never spoke again. He's really tired and needs a good night's sleep.

Twilight's expression was complicated, and she sat there with a silver glow dancing in her eyes as she looked at X, not speaking or lying down.

Just this time, forget it for now.

X's injuries were so severe that he was asleep and unconscious within minutes.

Twilight got up and got out of bed, summoned the servants to stand outside the door, and she gave a brief command before heading outside.

"Greetings to Lord Nightlord." The slave dutifully stood at the doorway, bowed with awe.

The courtyard door closed, and there was a slight movement, pop!

X abruptly woke up from his slumber, like a bottomless black hole, his eyes empty, and he lay on the bed breathing heavily.

The red thread on the wrist quickly disappeared, leaving only an inconspicuous trace, as faint as a trace.

X felt a pain spread to all his limbs, and it was uncomfortable in his bones, and he was about to die.

"Little sir, are you alright? Need to drink water? "The slave knows X's special constitution and is not the kind of person who blindly drinks water.

X shook his head slightly, then turned around and fell asleep again, "I'm fine, go out, don't take care of it." ”

He didn't want too many people to know about his business, in the world of the Blood Clan, he was originally an alien to be used as food!

"Yes." The servant bowed and withdrew. Before leaving, he seemed to smell the fragrance of blood, and licked his lips uncontrollably, what a fragrant blood! I really want to take a sip.

In the room, X let out a sigh of relief, endured the pain, got out of bed, and closed the doors and windows.

He had always been a cautious man, but he had become rash and reckless in the face of Twilight.

It's not good to be like this! It's really not good!

…………

Twilight stepped out of X's yard and stood outside the gate to take a closer look. She recalled what had just happened, vaguely displeased. But, forget it.

Outside the gate, the servants in the courtyard of Ying Di had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as they saw Twilight leaving, they immediately stepped forward and saluted: "Lord Night, Lord Ying is awake." ”

Twilight remembers this little servant who cared so much about Yingdi, and as she walked towards Yingdi's courtyard, she asked, "How is your master?" ”

"Lord Hui Yejue, the doctors are still discussing the physical condition of the little master, and there is no definite conclusion for the time being, but the little lord didn't see you after waking up, and his mood seems to be a little low." The slave was very honest and made his words clear.

"Hey, Benjue's Tudi, it's really a worry-free one."

A woman's helpless voice sounded in the courtyard, drifting in the fine rain.

In the next second, a cool breeze suddenly rose, blowing a curtain of water with raindrops, and suddenly, the woman's figure rose from the ground in the blink of an eye, jumped over the courtyard wall, and drifted away.

"Lord Nightlord is so handsome!" The slave clasped his hands together and placed them on his chest with an obsessive look on his face.

Sure enough, the winged bloodline is handsome, and it's just fascinating. No wonder they won the little master, and followed Lord Nightlord with all his heart.

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The spring rain continued from morning to noon, and then in the afternoon, wetting every ancient eaves, exuding fresh and moist rainwater.

It didn't take long for a misty woman figure to appear in the misty smoke and rain, coming from a distance to control the rain, heroic posture, elegant and elegant.

The woman stepped on the courtyard wall and swept directly into an antique mansion.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was silent, condensing a powerful blood clan prestige, and the anger was everywhere, like countless rains, flying all over the sky.

More than a dozen doctors stood in the corridor with their bodies bowed, the rain dripping down from the eaves, and the sound of crackling lingered in everyone's ears, drenching their clean robes.

In the room, the door was closed, along with the window, and it was airtight.

A young man's cold and low words came, the voice was not loud, only a few words, but it was full of innate deterrence, and it was an unsuffocating coercion: "Go down." ”

Plop, plop.

In the corridor, the doctors not only did not leave when they heard the order, but fell to their knees one after another.

Cang'er hurriedly stepped on the rain on the ground, and as soon as he entered the door, he quickly lowered his posture, grabbed a doctor, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The doctor trembled and stammered, "Cang'er City Lord, this, this master won't let us in. ”

Ever since he woke up, he had given orders to shut all the doctors out of the door, not allowing anyone to enter the door, and not allowing anyone to discuss things in front of his room.

The doctors were unable to discuss the condition, so naturally they could not prescribe the right medicine, and the result was delayed until now.

Except for taking some medicine when he was in a coma, the little master of Win never ate anything again.

The doctors were not only worried about Yingdi's condition, but also worried that Yingdi would be hungry. It's really the master's anger, and the people's hearts are panicked!

Cang Er was stunned for a few seconds when he heard the whole thing, he scratched his hair, and there was a sense of irritability from the bottom of his heart: "Then what should I do?" ”

"Huh?" The doctor was also stunned, and countless question marks floated in his mind: "Cang'er City Lord, are you asking me?" ”

He is just a little doctor who saves lives and helps the wounded, how can he know how to heal the hearts of his masters! People in the world say that there is medicine to cure physical pain, but the heart has no medicine, and it is extremely difficult to heal.