Qingjun's face turned ferocious, obviously in pain.
With red eyes, he met Ye Zhiding's gaze and raised the corners of his lips gently.
It seemed to Ye Zhiding that he was forcing a smile.
"Did those people do anything to you?" Ye Zhiding suddenly turned cold.
Bai Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Those people are very powerful, I am no match for them."
"They saw that the ring was not with me, so they poisoned me."
"Eruptions occur every thirty minutes, each time more ferocious than the last."
Ye Zhiding was so angry that his voice was frozen: "What do they want to do?"
The dazzling light seemed to flow from the woman's eyes. Bai Yan was stunned for a moment, but when he looked again, it was gone.
"They valued my identity and asked me to get something from the Han family, including your ring."
"Aha? Something from the Han family?" Ye Zhiding was shocked.
Unexpectedly, this matter is related to the Han family.
Seeing that Ye Zhiding didn't know anything about the Han family's treasures, Bai Yan asked strangely: "Didn't Wei Li tell you when you were in Iron Blood?"
Ye Zhiding shook his head: "No."
Wei Li just asked her to follow Han Yi to find out the situation of the Sword of Hell."
Obviously, no matter how you think about it, you will not connect this matter with the Hell Sword.
Bai Yan frowned and looked at Ye Zhiding's pretty face, pink skin and delicate facial features seriously.
After a while, he seemed to feel a little stronger: he reached out and held Ye Zhiding's cheek.
Ye Zhiding subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his movements stopped rationally.
Bai Yan was finally satisfied and said to her expectantly: "Zhiding, look into my eyes and tell me that you don't stay with Han Yi because you like him."
…
Probably, not because you like it?
It's just a task, that's how it should be.
Bai Yan's question was obviously not difficult, but Ye Zhiding frowned and thought about it for a long time.
That domineering man, apart from his natural bright external conditions, what else attracts him?
Time seemed to stand still. The two looked at each other, but Bai Yan's face suddenly turned pale again.
Ye Zhiding's heart skipped a beat: "I don't like it, I don't like Han Yi."
She ignored the throbbing in her heart for a moment when she said these words.
Just seeing Bai Yan's complexion gradually improving, Ye Zhiding couldn't care less.
"Zhiding, I may not have much time." Bai Yan caressed the woman's cheek with a touch of nostalgia.
"How about you stay with me for the next few days?"
Ye Zhiding trembled all over: "It won't be like this, Bai Yan. I will find someone to help you get rid of the poison. Don't think like that."
If it weren't for meeting her, Bai Yan should be standing in the most glorious place at this time, accepting the warm voice of the public.
Instead of enduring the pain that occurs every half an hour like now.
Thinking about this, Ye Zhiding has definitely approached Wei Li and asked about how to cure the poison.
"Are you looking for Wei Li?" Bai Yan's voice was weak, but he still had that smile on his lips.
In front of Ye Zhiding, he was always handsome and gentle.
The young master is like jade, gentle and elegant.
This sentence sticks to Bai Yan, and it fits perfectly.
"Actually, I have already contacted Wei Li." A dark light flashed in Bai Yan's eyes, "He will not help me relieve it."
"Why?" Ye Zhiding almost blurted out, his cold and pretty face not knowing what kind of emotion he was feeling.