Chapter 874 You already have the Ninth Prince and Mu Mu
The girl put her arms to his lips.
In his sight, her face was indescribably pure and beautiful, and her eyes were getting clearer and prettier.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember that night.
That was the night when he was injured by the Ninth Prince and fled to a certain courtyard.
There was also such a girl who gave him injections and bandaged him when he was seriously injured and about to fall into coma.
Those memories seemed far away, but they seemed to suddenly come back to me.
But he still couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, but suddenly, the girl and the girl in front of him overlapped.
Jian Yi closed his eyes, then opened them again, and Feng Jiuer's facial features became clear.
There was still something warm sliding into his lips, bit by bit, sliding along his throat.
After that, the body started to twitch, it was very painful, and the whole body ached. However, after the severe pain, the cold body began to become warm.
Feng Jiuer's long finger fell on his pulse gate. Although the pulse was still weak, it was obviously much better than before.
And his face, which had turned black due to poisoning, also regained a little bit of its rosy luster.
The toxins are being eliminated bit by bit.
With light shining in her eyes, she raised her arm again, brought it to her cracked lips, opened her mouth, and bit down hard.
Just now, she really thought that Jian Yi had no chance to survive, but at the critical moment, she suddenly remembered that her own blood had detoxified Uncle Nine Emperors.
Her blood is poisonous, but it also has the ability to detoxify.
Regardless of whether it is really possible, in times of despair, I can only give it a try! Unexpectedly, it really works! However, as soon as the door of luck opened, it was blocked by the few men in black who came down.
Watching them cautiously coming in from the outside with long swords in their hands, Feng Jiuer's eyes turned gloomy.
Miracles only happen once, and now they are gone.
The fingertips of the sword were moving, and Feng Jiuer immediately pressed his chest and whispered: "If we are destined to not escape, then let's go together, but you have to promise me that on the road to hell, don't think about cutting my hand again.
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Even though everyone is dead, why should he say what he owes or not? What he owes Feng Qingyin can be written off in one go, right?
Jianyi moved his lower lip, but his throat felt like it was being pinched by a big hand, and not even a single word could come out.
But he was still struggling, still wanting to get up.
After the three people saw their surroundings clearly and confirmed that they were really the only two here, they finally made up their mind and quickly approached.
The one walking in front turned his wrist and stabbed Feng Jiu'er who was sitting on the ground with his sword.
"Jiu..." "Jiu Qing! Kill them!"
Jiu'er suddenly roared.
The three men in black were startled and turned around hurriedly.
However, Feng Jiuer clasped the silver needle on her fingertips, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the person closest to her.
Even if you know you can't deal with three people, at least take down one first.
She was not used to being asked to sit still and wait for death! But just when she was about to take action, suddenly, a tall figure fell from the sky and landed lightly on the stone.
The sword light, illuminated by the moonlight, drew a line of cold light.
The two people closest to him screamed, and were driven by the sword energy, and they both fell into the abyss.
The hand of the last person holding the sword kept trembling, and suddenly he gritted his teeth and stabbed out with the sword.
The man who fell from the sky just made a mistake and pushed out with a palm. The man was driven by the force of the palm and fell into the cliff with a burst of screams.
"You..." Feng Jiuer looked at the man walking slowly towards her.
He stood with his backlight, and his facial features could not be seen clearly. The moonlight seeping in from outside hit his figure, and the shadow completely enveloped Feng Jiuer.
But even if he couldn't see clearly, Jiu'er was already familiar with his breath.
At this moment, my nose was really sore.
The joy of escaping death made her dizzy.
Her arm was still on Jian Yi's lips, but there was not much blood left.
Looking at the man walking up to her, she stretched out her hand, but she didn't know whether it was because she was too excited or something, but she rolled her eyes and fainted.
Jiu Qing, he is here, she... can finally live.
...When Jiuer woke up, he was lying on a comfortable big bed.
In her sight, a man who looked like a god was looking at her while holding a bowl of medicine.
"Are you awake?
If you wake up, drink the medicine first."
He is really good-looking and his voice is really nice.
Looking at his beautiful facial features and hearing his voice of easily getting the girl pregnant, Jiuer was stunned and couldn't react at all.
He is really handsome, beautiful, and good-looking... How could there be such a good-looking man?
Different from the cold and domineering Nine Emperors Uncle, his handsomeness has a kind of unearthly tranquility, as gentle as jade, and he is so beautiful that he is beyond control.
"Feng Jiu'er, you can't be infatuated with him, you... you already have the Ninth Prince and Mu Mu!"
Qiao Mu on the side was so angry that she stamped her feet, she knew it, she knew it! Feng Jiuer, a lustful girl, would definitely be stunned once she saw the true face of the mute slave.
But she already has so many beautiful men around her, why can't she give one to her?
She didn't dare to think about the Ninth Prince, so how about thinking about the mute slave?
"Feng Jiu'er, you daughter, don't look at him! Close your eyes!"
Jiuer really closed his eyes, took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then opened his eyes again.
Her eyes still fell on the man beside the bed. When she looked again, her eyes suddenly opened wide and she took a deep breath.
"You...you are a mute slave?"
Oh my god! Is this the true face of the mute slave?
How could it be...how could it be...Oh! Her face turned red when she saw it! How could it be so good?
Although Uncle Nine Emperors is as beautiful as heaven and earth, he is so overbearing that most people don't even dare to look at him.
Although Mu Mu is so handsome that everyone hates him, he is too cold and indifferent, and most people cannot get close to him.
The man in front of her was gentle, considerate, and had eyes full of care. She even read a sense of gentleness in his behavior.
A handsome guy who listens to you, is quiet, well-behaved and docile, and those handsome guys who are noble, cool, domineering and brutal... Hey, hey, hey! How can you silently compare in your heart?
If Uncle Nine Emperors knew that she was comparing him to other men, he would have to skin her! Look, Uncle Nine Emperors is so overbearing, unreasonable, rude and savage. He is not at all like the mute slaves who are so obedient and gentle...
…Oops, I accidentally started comparing again, what should I do?
"Feng Jiu'er, didn't you hear?
You already have Ninth Prince and Mu Mu!"
Qiao Mu was going crazy.
Why is Jiu'er looking at the mute slave now, as if he wants to devour the mute slave?
It’s too dangerous! She seemed to be pulling the mute slave away, but the mute slave didn’t listen to her. Oh, oh, oh, oh, so angry!
