The evil killing intention suddenly spread from the bottom of his eyes.


    Who''s using that poison method on her!


    The man immediately lowered his eyes and thought for a while.


    Immediately he picked up the Dragon formula, chanted something in his mouth, and quickly poked his fingertips Into Xiang Xing''s palm.


    At the same time, the blue and red symptoms subsided rapidly.


    Xiang Xing slowly came over and slowly opened his dense, wet and soft apricot eyes.


    "Brother Bruce Lee..."


    She whispered softly and couldn''t help burying her small head into the man''s arms, "just now, hand, pain..."


    "Don''t be afraid, I''ve stopped it."


    Ao yuan coaxed her painfully, picked her up horizontally and sent her to the big clam shell bed.


    Immediately half knelt in front of the bed, held her little hand tightly in one hand and gently stroked the little guy''s forehead and cheeks covered with fine sweat.


    The color of his eyes was terrible.


    Just now, it was obvious who was using the evil poison method to test her or deal with her.


    But


    Ao yuan was a little confused.


    Unless the other party is also in the Crystal Palace, how can she suppress her through such a long distance?


    Or is there something on the little guy in the other party''s hand, which is used to forcibly connect with her


    "Hiss..."


    The man couldn''t help taking a breath.


    If so, the other party should have been to the place where the little guy stayed.


    Ao yuan thought of the prime minister''s residence directly.


    In addition, some people in the prime minister''s house will control the Gu method and combine them, which further confirms his conjecture.


    The man did not hesitate to use the power of the Dragon God and pinch his fingers.


    A moment later, Fei''s thin lips suddenly hooked coldly.


    be insatiably avaricious!


    "... well..."


    The murmur of the little guy came again and immediately blew away all the murderous spirit at the bottom of the man''s eyes.


    He paused, put on the soft color of his face, and Junyan moved closer to her.


    Worried whispered: "what''s the matter?... are you still uncomfortable?"


    "Much better..."


    Xiang Xing sucked his nose, rubbed his eyes hard, and then struggled to sit up.


    Ao yuan quickly got up, sat down at the edge of the bed and carefully held her.


    Slightly angry and low coaxed: "I''m much better. I should continue to rest, huh?"


    "Well, I want you to hold it and rest."


    The little guy muttered in his milk and continued to rush into the man''s arms.


    The little hand held his front tightly, paused, and suddenly said, "brother Bruce Lee, just now... I saw a strange picture."


    "Huh?"


    The man picked his eyebrows and rubbed his big hand with his small antler head. "What picture?"


    "Just..."


    Xiang Xing sucked his nose again and tried to think about it for a while.


    Nuo Nuo continued, "that is, it seems that in a strange temple, there is an old woman in a black cloak dancing with a great God..."


    "The more she jumped, the more painful my hand became... Until you came over, she suddenly fell to the ground as if she had been knocked down, smoked and vomited a big mouthful of blood."


    With that, the little guy raised his little face and looked at the man in confusion.


    "Brother Bruce Lee, why do I have such a dream?"


    Anyway, she thought it was unusual.


    Hearing the speech, Ao yuan lowered his eyes slightly.


    A light smile: "you, maybe it''s not a dream, it''s just happening."


    "... ah?"


    Xiang Xing is getting more and more confused.


    But the man didn''t say much. He just gently helped her lie down again.


    Then, on the cool cerebellar door, a shallow kiss fell..


    Immediately, he said, "good, rest early, tomorrow... Let''s go ashore to play, huh?"