Ling Luoyu's anger abruptly ceased, his eyes slightly cold.

"Mo Xuanchen?!"

She yanked open the door!

At the moment the door was opened, a slightly immature face was printed into his eyes.

He looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a proper look.

"Guest, don't you ask me to go in and sit down?!

The face is not Mo Xuanchen's.

But his voice, smell and breath have not changed.

When the door closed, Ling Luoyu instantly slapped his right back shoulder with one hand.

"Mo Xuanchen..."

"puff!"

Blood spurted out.

"boom!"

Mo Xuanchen's figure softened and collapsed, motionless.

Ling Luoyu's heart stopped beating at that moment, and his whole body froze there.

After a while--

"Mo Xuanchen?!"

Her legs were weak, and she knelt down beside Mo Xuanchen.

"Mo Xuanchen!!"

Her right hand trembling to catch Mo Xuanchen's pulse, her eyes trembled.

"The **** is masculine?!"

The **** is masculine and possesses the fire attribute poisonous grass of the fire soul core.

The blood of the poisoned person's body seemed to be boiled by water, slowly becoming hot and surging, impacting the veins, until the water of the wounded person's body was evaporated, and it became a dry corpse, and the toxicity slowly disappeared.

Fortunately, Mo Xuanchen was not deeply poisoned, and the vigorous profound pressure restrained the masculine toxicity of the **** of heaven, which was considered to have saved his life.

Ling Luoyu's eyes fell on his back.

A trace of blood oozes out of the place she accidentally beaten.

"hiss!!"

She tore her clothes, revealing a small wound.

The wound was round, not as thick as the little finger, and it looked like it was stabbed by something like chopsticks.

The wound is not deep, but the blood around the wound has turned green.

"Sure enough, it is masculine!"

The thing that hurt him was poisoned by the masculinity of the gods!

Mind moved slightly, she led him into the chaos.

Mo Xuanchen had fallen into a coma, and when he put him down, something seemed to be whispering in his mouth.

Ling Luoyu leaned over to listen, and his heart stopped suddenly.

"Menmen..."

The door? ? !

It sounds like a person's name, but a woman's name! !

Ling Luoyu's heart seemed to be pierced fiercely by a knife, shaking with pain! !

When this man was in a coma, he called out the name of another person!

"Yu Yu..."

Ling Luoyu's name finally popped out of Mo Xuanchen's mouth.

Even so, Ling Luoyu suffered 10,000 points of damage in his heart.

Her name is actually behind the Laoshizi gate!

Ling Luoyu Yinya bit lightly and looked at his wound bitterly.

"Dead evildoer, shouting to other women in front of me! Nima, put me behind..."

Although Hate's teeth were itchy, but his wound still had to be dealt with, and he gave him a vicious look.

"Wait for you to heal, let's see how I can deal with you!!"

Debridement, dressing, bandaging.

After everything was processed, Ling Luoyu carefully placed him in the bamboo house, and escaped from the chaos by himself.

The poison of the evil masculinity is unique, although tricky, it can also relieve suppression.

There are two methods of suppression. One is to squeeze Libra into juice, which can control toxins in a short time.

Libra is a common herbal medicine. It is common enough to be like a cold medicine and can be bought in major drug stores.

The disadvantage is that the interval between the effects of the medicine is short. Depending on the length of the poisoning period, it needs to be taken two to three times a day.

The other is a way to relieve toxins. The herbs needed are expensive and the detoxification techniques are complicated, but they can wipe off the masculine fire toxicity of the gods a little bit.