Zhou Yun looked bitter: "Can I not go?"

"...What do you mean?" Feng Chenglin's face instantly sank: "Your kid showed us a way, but he didn't go. Do you know that there is danger on that way, afraid of going back and forth?"

"No, it's not..."

Zhou Yun was crying without tears.

"I know you are going to take me over, so how dare you say nonsense, but you have seen my injuries... If you go with you, if something really happens, wouldn't it be a drag on you? Hind legs?"

"What hindrance?! If you are really half-dead and drag us down, we will mercifully kill you so that you don't suffer too..."

Zhou Yun: "..."

What kind of divine logic is this so special! ?

In such a situation, wasn't it because he comforted him, saying that he would not abandon it until he died?

How can you bring such a straightforward! ?

"Then... Then if you are like this, I... If I don't go, will I die if I go?"

With his neck down, he simply sat down on the stool.

"It's death anyway, then I would rather die here, at least I can leave a whole body..."

Feng Chenglin also became evil: "The surname Zhou, if you say that..."

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu bit the fruit, and calmly stopped him: "What they said is reasonable, what else are you doing?"

"San Young Master, this kid is playing slippery, what's on him is also called a wound?"

Such a wound, if it really reached the edge of life and death, and had to flee for his life, it is estimated that he would run faster than him.

How could Ling Luoyu not know how deep Zhou Yun's wounds were, and then chuckled lightly: "Although the injury is not serious, it is actually injured!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Yun never dreamed that Ling Luoyu would even speak for himself.

But since she spoke, how could she not cooperate.

"I am a wounded now, and I focus on healing..."

"If you are injured, naturally heal..." Ling Luoyu waved his hand and threw a vial: "Here are two pills. Taking one medicine now. Although it is not guaranteed that you will recover from the medicine, it may make you feel less painful temporarily... "

Zhou Yun's smile froze suddenly.

This is the rhythm of going to the East Coast! ?

Feng Chenglin leaned closer: "The surname Zhou, medicine, we have given you, if you have other excuses, then I really want to doubt the way you showed us, whether it is a way of life or a dead end... if it is If you die, I promise, you will be the first one of us to see Hades!!"

Things have reached this point, what can Zhou Yun do? !

Bite the scalp to take the medicine, swallow a pill under Feng Chenglin's gaze.

Put away the second pill, just lifted a step.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the reason why this medicine can temporarily relieve pain is because it has a smell of numb your pain meridians to the medicine..."

Zhou Yunyou turned around, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Next, is it about to "but"? !

as expected--

"As the saying goes, this is a three-point poison, let alone a poisonous weed that can numb people..."

"You gave me... poison?"

Zhou Yun subconsciously inserted his fingers into his mouth and vomited out the pills he had eaten.

Ling Luoyu squinted: "Conscience advises you not to vomit..."

Zhou Yun's movements suddenly froze, and slowly raised his head, looking at her with extremely complicated eyes, vague.

"why?"