"I... don't know the person who wants to live for it!" King Ji's expression became even more confused.

A slender figure flashed through my mind. I wanted to catch it and see it clearly, but I felt a headache. The feeling of consciousness and body separation came to my face again.

Luo Xing'er was startled as he saw King Ji suddenly fainting in front of him, and hurried over to help him.

A figure flew away like lightning, Yuejian, the personal bodyguard of King Ji. He glared at her with anger: "What have you done to the prince? Why is there no good things every time the prince sees you?"

Luo Xing'er was scolded by him, but she was not annoyed, but was surprised that she didn't say anything at all, so why King Ji seemed to be seriously stimulated.

But she knew very well that if something happened to King Ji, the responsibility would probably be on her head again.

But compared to responsibility, she was more worried about whether King Ji suddenly fell ill and would have any life worries.

He hurriedly grabbed his wrist and wanted to visit his situation, but the guard waved his hand. Yuejian anxiously helped King Ji up and attracted the spirit beast, intending to send him back to the villa for treatment.

"Stop, don't touch him, it's too late to take him back." Luo Xing'er calmly stopped him.

Yuejian became even more angry: "Don't block the way, otherwise you will be unpolite to you."

"I'll let you put him down." Luo Xing'er's eyes were staring at him like ice, and her whole body exuded an irresistible force, "I'm a witch doctor. If you don't want him to die halfway, just do as my order."

Moon was suppressed by her sudden and amazing aura, and for a moment, she couldn't help but let go of King Silence.

Luo Xing'er pointed his finger on his pulse and introduced spiritual power, but found that his physical condition was very strange. The flesh and blood body had little vitality and was extremely weak, and it felt like... a walking corpse who had lost his soul.

Luo Xing'er was shocked.

She has only seen this situation among the living dead, but she is a normal person and has such a profound spiritual power. How could she have such a strange situation?

"The prince has no breath." Yuejian suddenly screamed in horror, and his fingers placed at the end of King Ji's nose trembled.

Luo Xing'er was shocked and hurriedly investigated. Sure enough, the breath was cut off. Why was it so fast? It seemed that King Ji's illness had really reached a dangerous situation.

First aid must be done immediately.

Without thinking, Luo Xing'er immediately pulled open the clothes on King Ji's chest, unbuttoned his belt, then lowered his head and pressed against his lips, constantly suffocating him.

Yuejian was dumbfounded and furious. He killed the prince and even dared to do such dirty things to the prince.

Yuejian raised his palm and wanted to kill this bold young man, but suddenly noticed that King Ji's fingers moved, and then King Ji's gray face slowly turned a little bloody, and he was overjoyed.

What's going on? Why did this young man do such a thing to King Ji, but King Ji was saved.

Luo Xing'er kept breathing and refusing her breath. She felt that her cold lips gradually became a little warm, and the broken breath also weakly recovered. As soon as she finished breathing, her lips had not left King Ji's lips, but she met her.

A pair of cold and dark, breathtaking eyes, and the dark jade-like pupils reflect their face.

Luo Xing'er was stiff and at a loss, and her fair face was blushing like blood.
Chapter completed!