"I don't mind. Are you hurt?" Xiao Chi's face was very ugly. The poison was not ordinary. Chuqing followed the flowers all the year round. The reaction was quick, but the poison had already spread.

but the fool asked her if she was OK. How could she be ok? He protected her. The silver needle and poisonous palm were her hair.

"fool, you fool!" In addition to this, Chuqing didn't know what to say, "you don't have to worry, I won't let you have anything."

when Chuqing turned around, her cold eyes fell directly on Mei Niang. With the strange cold feeling, Mei Niang suddenly realized that she seemed to...