[Dominate the Imperial College] The scumbag was abused again, asking for a monthly ticket [
She got out of the bed, sat up, and looked at Xuanyuan Li.
Under the dim light, he could only see his handsome face, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression was a bit painful.
You're just pretending, you're just pretending!
Zhong Xiaoxiao thought, and silently retreated into bed. The majestic seventh-level purple spirit didn't know whether it was an intermediate level or a peak level now. How could it be possible that it would become like this with just a slight push from her? This is unscientific.
She was wrapped in a quilt and sitting in the corner, staring at Xuanyuan Li with only a pair of clear and translucent eyes.
She wanted to see what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd?
He is really good at acting, and after every performance he performs one performance at a time.
Damn, who wrote the script for him? It’s so ups and downs and full of twists and turns. It can win the Academy Award for Best Screenplay, my dear.
Xuanyuan Li unexpectedly moved his eyes away, and saw him slowly turning over and lying on the side of the big bed at leisure. He did not reach out to pull the quilt, but crossed his hands and rested his head on his head, just looking around lazily.
He glanced at Zhong Xiaoxiao.
What was gentle and lingering, what was ambiguous and ambiguous, were all thrown away to the depths of the Tianshan Mountains.
Zhong Xiaoxiao was completely embarrassed.
A pair of piercing eyes stared at Xuanyuan Li, trying to find something wrong on his face.
How could this guy give up the fat he was about to get just because of a fall?
Well, as a fat guy, it would be too high-profile to describe myself!
However, the gongs and drums were loud and noisy just now, so why did they suddenly stop? This is not something Xuanyuan Li would do!
She didn't even have time to deny it!
What does that count now?
But the moment Xuanyuan Li turned his head deliberately, Zhong Xiaoxiao could almost clearly see that his brows were furrowed, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.
Zhong Xiaoxiao was wrapped in a quilt and moved a few steps slightly. The light was too dim and she couldn't see clearly. She wanted to find out whether this guy was faking it or not.
In his hands, he suffered too many hidden losses. What happened in the hot spring pool of Yaowang Valley is still vivid in his mind.
Seeing Zhong Xiaoxiao approaching, Xuanyuan Li raised his eyebrows slightly, with an evil smile on his lips. He turned to look at her and said lazily and lowly, "Are you going to dominate, hard, and raise your bow?"
, this king’s little darling.”
"Come on, this time I won't compete with you and will give you a chance to ascend to the throne."
Well, Zhong Xiaoxiao was petrified, weathered, and deserted almost instantly, and was crushed into dust.
Xuanyuan Li, can you be more shameless, more shameless, and have no lower limit?
Zhong Xiaoxiao glared at him angrily, only to find that Xuanyuan Li suddenly closed his eyes, and cold sweat was clearly overflowing from his smooth forehead.
She finally felt something was wrong.
Is it possible to pretend to be in a cold sweat?
Although he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, when he thought of Xuanyuan Che's ability to kill people without paying for their lives, Zhong Xiaoxiao reluctantly lifted the quilt and crawled in front of Xuanyuan Li.
Dear, these are all your excuses, okay? Does Xuanyuan Che dare to miss you? Dare he?
"Xuanyuan Li, are you suffering from poisonous effects?" The wound has been healed long ago, and the only possibility is that the poison remains in his body.
Xuanyuan Li just waved his hand lightly and smiled softly at Zhong Xiaoxiao, "It's nothing serious!"
Nothing serious?
Is he lying?
It doesn't matter if a dagger is inserted into the chest, but a guy who looks like he's fine, would he frown and break out in a cold sweat just because of the pain, which is nothing serious?
Yao Lao once mentioned that this poison is more domineering and cruel than ice insects.
The ice worm was hidden in her body. When she was in pain, it was unbearable. She wished she could open her chest with a knife, reach into her internal organs and lungs, and crush them to death.
Looking at his forced smile, it would be a lie to say he didn't feel sad.
Zhong Xiaoxiao didn't even know that she had already unknowingly left the person in front of her in her rock-solid heart, and she could no longer take him away.
Her face was gloomy, as she watched Xuanyuan Li's cold sweat drip down her face, and her thin clothes were slightly soaked.
But he kept smiling, with a gentle smile on his face, as if all the pain had nothing to do with him.
She hesitated and wanted to speak, but she just opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
There are painkillers and silver needles hidden in the cuffs, but what are they for?
Not all pain in this world can be suppressed.
Seeing how painful he was, the image of the sword piercing his chest came to her mind again.
He begged her to forgive him in such a decisive and cruel way.
The scarlet blood is like the blooming Manzhushahua, so desperate but charming.
She stared at his thin chest, where there seemed to be a crack suddenly and inexplicably. Warm scarlet blood spurted out from the gap, and blood splashed, falling on her cold face and her dark eyes.
, falling on her limbs and bones, making her extremely uncomfortable.
Zhong Xiaoxiao, you killed him, you killed him...
The distant voice was like a curse, lingering in her ears. Over and over again, over and over...
"Little Xie'er, little Xie'er..." A gentle voice sounded slightly nervous, breaking the repeated spell.
The stiff body fell into a warm embrace.
She suddenly came to her senses, raised her head, and what came into view was Xuanyuan Li's extremely pale face.
The body that came closer was aroused by the cold sweat that had already soaked his single clothes, and he shivered.
Xuanyuan Li seemed to give up and hurriedly let go of the person in his arms.
"Xiao Xie'er, what's wrong with you?" He held her thin chin, his gentle eyes filled with anxiety.
"I..." Zhong Xiaoxiao opened her mouth slowly, but she didn't know how to explain.
Xuanyuan Li, you should return this sword to Mo Jinyan, what does it have to do with me!
Whether you forgive or not, it's all between you and Mo Jinyan.
She is just a stand-in, and despite being in Mo Jinyan's face, she is still alive today.
But all this has nothing to do with her, right?
Why, drag her into this complicated relationship, let her go or stay.
"Are you okay?" After struggling for a long time, she spoke slowly. She was not at all like the free and wanton, wild and willful Zhong Xiaoxiao before.
"I'm not in the way." Xuanyuan Li said softly. She was caring about herself, although she didn't understand the reason for her weird behavior just now. But she was caring about herself, which was more important than anything else!
His internal organs seemed to be being violently stirred by someone, and the pain was so painful that it was almost difficult for him to breathe.
But his pale face, except for the cold sweat on his head, still forced a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and his half-sitting body curled up into a ball, hunched over the quilt, and his body was shaking.
Zhong Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and felt uneasy in his heart.
Yao Lao said a long time ago that this medicine is extremely overbearing. Although it will not hurt people's lives for a while, the pain will be more uncomfortable than death.
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