Looking at the bed again, the commander lies in the gauze curtain...
With Yuehua's temper of avenging his enemies, he really wanted to pierce him with one sword. If it weren't for understanding the medicine, he would have ten thousand reasons to do so.
The commander closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep...
The poison from the tower would not be too heavy, and Dai Yuan was really worried.
She approached the commander's bed and did not hear his breath... Dai Yuan was even more worried...
She stretched out her finger and placed it on the nostril of the commander, wanting to try it out, especially gas?
Yuehua wanted to stop him, but he was afraid that such danger would be too late... Dai Yuan's finger had already stretched out.
In an instant, Dai Yuan's expression looked like earthy... She was completely stunned... because the commander lost his breath...
"He, he is dead..." Dai Yuan said dumbly.
Yuehua couldn't believe that the beast leader could die so easily? Even Yuehua didn't believe that this simple poisonous swearing in the sky could poison such a scheming commander...
He also put his fingers on the breath of the commander. He put the fingers on for a long time, but there was no breath at all... Yuehua felt a chill in his heart. Could it be that he was really going to end like this?
Withdrawing his fingers, his face was also dull.
It feels like you are going to participate in the final battle, but suddenly you are told that your opponent is dead...
There is no opponent's opponent's scene...
A moment of blankness and loss swept across.
"How can you die? You haven't told me where the antidote is..." Dai Yuan had not recovered from her dull expression...
The first thing she thought of was that it doesn’t matter if you die, but what should Dao Dao do?
Yuehua hugged Daiyuan and gave her an arm was the only thing she could do at this time.
"You can't die..." Dai Yuan was repeating this sentence... looking at the commander in the gauze curtain in a daze.
It took a long time, it was difficult to extricate itself...
"Are you considered a mourning for my name?" A voice suddenly came from the gauze curtain, which scared Dai Yuan and Yuehua.
The commander did it, as if he was really sleeping just now, and he looked like he had nothing to do. He even stretched his waist... and looked lazy.
"You, you..." Dai Yuan was confused by him, always elusive.