Chapter 128: Retreat

At this time, the sacred doctor is still the appearance of the eyebrows, clear and elegant, but because there is no disguise in the details, plus the hair is scattered, the Qinglong only sees it at a glance, this 奚神医 is simply a girl.
Moreover, it is still a look of the country, and there are young girls who are unpredictable!
Qinglong sucked a cold breath, and he couldn’t help but quit his mouth: "Is a doctor a woman?!"
It's no wonder that it's no wonder that the master will take care of her so much, no wonder the master will be in the carriage... she.
The Suzaku standing on the side also recognized the identity of Tunxi at a glance, but when she saw the ugly face of the original waxy yellow in Tunxi, it turned into such a beautiful appearance, and her hands jerked her fists. The heart roared almost over and over again: "Impossible! Impossible!!"
This abominable monk ruined his own appearance and made himself more self-contained in front of the master. Nowadays, it shows such a pitiful fox seduce the master, shameless! It’s just a shame!
Suzaku's eyes were full of blood, and he was stunned by the slumbering brook, and even the veil on his face fell.
She wants to rush to tear the face apart, and wants to take her out of Nangong’s arms, throw it on the ground, trample on it, and the fire of hatred in her heart burns, causing the scar on her face to distort, like A cockroach crawled on her beautiful face, looking distorted and embarrassed.
At this time, Nangong’s reaction was to take care of these subordinates’ reactions. He glanced at the breathing that was getting weaker and weaker in his arms. He was dark and cold:
I want to shut down for the treatment of Xi’er, prepare the best. Dan medicine was sent in, Qinglong stayed at the door, without my order, no one was allowed to come in."
The life of the Weinan Palace has always been from the Qinglong. At this time, it’s a bit of a sigh of relief. Looking at the brook, he muttered: "You are ready to give..."
Nangong smashed a cold and sharp eyes, Qinglong instantly silenced, frowning and followed the Nangong.
However, Suzaku finally couldn't help but rushed over, plopping down in front of Nangong Temple, with a crying voice: "The Lord, you are now a moment of life and death, and you must not hurt your body for an insignificant person. If you want to save Nalan girl, just give her to the subordinate, and the subordinate is a five-pronged doctor who will surely heal the wound on Nalan girl."
"Yeah, the master!" Even the white tiger couldn't help but say, "Hey... Nalan girl is just suffering from a skin injury. Suzaku's medical skills are so superb. There is no problem in treating this injury. You still go there. Retreat, otherwise..."
Others may not find it, but they can clearly understand that the skin of Nangong, which was originally white, has become more transparent, the flow of blood has begun to slow down, and the hands and feet are gradually cold.
Don't look at the way the main son is now okay, but the body is suffering from tremendous pain.
Nangong Temple did not even look at Suzaku and even sneered: "My business is still not up to you to be the master. Qinglong, don't let me say the order for the second time!"
"The master -!!" Suzaku screamed, can look up again, where can see the figure of the master.
The forbidden area of ​​the Pluto Palace, the entrance to the bedroom of Nangong Temple, opened and firmly closed, Qinglong kept at the door, as if a sculpture, a cold and calm appearance on his face.