Venerated Venomous Consort

Cloud smoke away: "!!!" He finally turned slowly: "Can you really treat her?"

"Of course." Kun Xueyi’s eyes contained a hint of joke: "So if you call me a brother, there is no loss."

"Lord, don't want to do it... don't want him to heal!" The blind butterfly opened her mouth and climbed the smoky clothes. She finally ran an unsightly one. She didn't want to have a second unsightly person to follow them. .

Cloud smoke looked at her from the coveted, and the line of sight fell on Kun Xueyi. Kun Xueyi looked at him with a smile: "I have limited patience..."

Other threats have not yet been said, and Yunyan has already interrupted him: "Brother~"

Kun Xueyi: "..."

He actually just left a joke with Yunyan, but he did not expect...

He glanced at the butterfly, it seems that the cloud is really concerned about his small subordinate.

He smiled and smiled at the clouds: "So care about her, even the principle is not?"

Cloud smoke from frowning: "Less nonsense! Save people!"

Kun Xueyi arms hug: "Chou Fujun!"

Clouds and smoke from the face of the face rose red: "Kun Xueyi, the husband said a word! It is not a hero!"

Kun Xueyi’s coolness: “I never felt that I was a hero, and that it’s the commonality of the devil, which you forgot?”

Cloud smoke from the face and iron, too lazy to care for him, holding the head of the butterfly to go away!

He really got his head in the water to listen to this swearing words! There is no principle in this cargo!

It may not be able to cure the injury of the butterfly, so it is purely a pastime!

Perhaps the Emperor’s clothes can surrender to him, and others can only be played by him –

The cloud smoke is running away from the wind, and the blink of an eye has disappeared. It’s really hard for him to hold one person with one hand and run so fast!

Kun Xueyi looked at his back disappearing in the sky, coveting a jade-like lotus-like thing in the palm of his hand. This thing is called Xiyu, which can give birth to muscle and blood. The most important thing is to let it break. Regeneration of limbs.

Kun Xueyi had long since seen that the single arm of the cloud was not pleasing to the eye. After knowing this thing in the mouth of Emperor Yu’s mouth, he had been thinking about collecting it. Now I finally got my hand...

His fingers were finely rubbed on it, half a sigh, and sighed a little, seemingly he was away from the clouds, always hot face cold cold ass!

......

"The son, this little old man can't see it. It's too heavy!"

"The son, this girl is hurt by the eight classics, many veins have been broken, and the next is also back to heaven, please please Gao Ming."

"I can't help it, I can't see it. Seeing her injury can't live two hours, son, you still prepare for her."

"..."

Cloud smoke left several hospitals in succession with the butterfly, and the doctors said that they were helpless.

Finally, Yunyan stopped and looked at the butterfly in his arms.

The woman in her arms is the only one who cares about him. Now, even the only warmth of this is not left for him?

The breath of the butterfly is getting weaker and weaker. She clings to the arm of the cloud and tries to keep herself from fainting. She stares at the cloud and smokes away: "Lord... Lord... is it going to die?"

Cloud smoke took a sigh of relief: "Maybe... maybe there is another way, I... I will take you to find a sigh, she should have a way..."

The butterfly squinted and shook his head slightly: "It’s too late..." and spit out a breath: "I don't want you to ask you... let you ask her, she can't look down on the Lord..."