Looking down at the sleeping man, Feng Wu's eyes flashed with distress. Looking at the thin face, he touched it gently and looked at him intently: "Husband."
His fingers followed all the way down, his eyes were blank, his brows suddenly knitted, and he gently turned his head.
Her neck was covered with bright red bloodshot threads, and Feng Wu suddenly thought of the rubbings Baili Xiao had given her.
It shouldn't be, Baili Xiao didn't move at all, but when Feng Wu touched it gently, the red blood thread seemed to be alive.
Feng Wu even felt the movement inside, thus changing the position of the red blood thread.
At this moment, Qin Yichuan seemed to be feeling pain even though he was in a coma, and his brows were lightly furrowed.
"Why did the poison silk appear on my husband?" Such vicious methods take advantage of the extremely poisonous characteristics of the person being controlled.
When the Gu insect is still a larvae, a specific song is used to influence its growth. After it grows up, it is put into its body. Only the original song is used to control its thoughts and use it.
Feng Wu looked at the red silk on it like a talisman, tightly binding Qin Yichuan.
But she didn't dare to move, fearing that her movement would alert the person who had taken the poison. She glanced at the side with murderous intent in her eyes, who was it?
There was a lot of excitement outside, but the room was so quiet. Feng Wu looked at Qin Yichuan's face and sat quietly next to him for a long time.
Then he made a move, opened his clothes, exposed his chest, lightly opened a small cut, and then bit his finger.
A drop of blood sank into his chest. In this case, there was movement soon, and a red worm as long as silk followed Qin Yichuan's wound and sank into Feng Wu's wound.
Feng Wu withdrew his hand expressionlessly and covered his chest. With a slight lift of his fingertips, the wounds on Qin Yichuan's chest actually became lighter under the influence of the powder.
Feng Wu said in a gentle voice: "Sir, you are hurting me. Please be gentle. No, please be gentle. They are very delicate there and cannot be damaged."
Moye's teeth next door were almost broken, and she didn't react at all to the sounds in her ears, but next door.
Suddenly a big hand was placed on her shoulder and arm, with a slight gravity.
Moye suddenly withdrew his eyes, lowering his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking.
Ganjiang looked at Mo Xie like this, a trace of cruelty flashed in his calm eyes, and then he turned it back silently.
Feng Wu's face turned a little pale because of this action just now. He dressed Qin Yichuan and lay on his chest.
The curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the red lips were covered by the slit, so they couldn't be seen as pale, but they looked slightly tired.
After waiting for a long time, Qin Yichuan's eyelids moved slightly, which was a sign of waking up.
He raised his eyelids and glanced down, his golden eyes flashing with a hint of vigilance.
When he saw clearly who the person in his arms was, suddenly, there were a few fragments in his mind that he had never seen before.
He pinched Feng Wu's slightly weak shoulders and applied a slight force. Feng Wu's closed brows wrinkled slightly.
Slowly opening her eyes, she faced those golden eyes. The corners of her lips curled up, and she reached out her hand to touch his lips: "Young Master is awake."
Qin Yichuan's golden eyes stared at her for a long time. Neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other like they were in a silent confrontation.
Qin Yichuan suddenly turned around, held Feng Wu in his arms, and looked at her condescendingly.
The look in their eyes clearly reflected their current appearance.
As soon as they lowered their heads, their lips touched each other. One felt a desire deep in his heart that came from unknown reasons, and the other seemed to be pious after meeting for a long time.