The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

"This kind of fruit is a great tonic. My body is too weak. If I eat too much, it will not be beautiful. [txt novel download www>

Di Shiyin gained strength and spoke more coherently.

It turned out to be the case.

Feng Qingyu glanced at half of the fruit in her hand, and the scene of Di Shiyin desperately grabbing the fruit just now flashed before her eyes——

He bought this fruit with his life, so it's a pity to throw it away. [

Feng Qingyu was not a pretentious girl in the first place, after she figured this out, she stopped being polite to him, and quickly ate the half of the fruit.

Di Shiyin breathed a sigh of relief after watching her finish eating.

Although he gained some strength, the wound on his body was still painful, making him break out in cold sweat.

"Now can you use your kung fu to heal your injuries?" Feng Qingyu glanced over his wound again.

Di Shiyin took a breath, he struggled to sit up, but the wound hurt so badly that he broke out in sweat again.

Feng Qingyu couldn't see it, so she stepped forward and hugged him up: "It turns out that you, the High God, are also so weak at times—"

Her breath was approaching, it was the faint fragrance unique to her body, which he was used to smelling before, and now when he smelled it again, Di Shiyin felt warm in his heart, it was sweet and sad at the same time, even the pain on his body seemed to be forgotten— —

She helped him to sit cross-legged, and Di Shiyin meditated for a while, his thoughts slowly circulated in his body, and he was already able to expel poison.

Mo Canghai's gun was also highly poisonous, if it was an ordinary person, a scratch on the skin by the gun might be enough to kill him.

Fortunately, Di Shiyin's physique is different from ordinary people, his blood already has detoxification effect, so it is not considered poisoning after being shot these few times, and he will be fine if he directly drives out the poisonous blood.

With his detoxification skills, he opened Feng Qingyu's acupuncture point for him to stop bleeding, and blood flowed out from the wound again, but this time the blood that flowed out was pink, like the most vivid peach blossom...

Feng Qingyu frowned, only then did she realize that the wound on his body was also poisonous.

Can't help but look at his legs again, can the poison there be forced out like this?

Elder Yun Kong was also poisoned by the same poison, so he should be able to get it out in the same way, right?

"Qingyu, get out of the way." Di Shiyin said suddenly, and at some point a silver knife appeared in his hand.

Feng Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, the silver knife looked familiar——

White jade couch, silver knife, beating bright red heart...

Her heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, her face turned pale, and she couldn't help taking a step back.

Di Shiyin asked her to back away because he was afraid that the blood would get on her body. Suddenly, she saw her big eyes fixed on the silver knife in his hand, her expression was different, her heart moved, and she suddenly seemed to understand something. A twist. [

The damage I caused to her that time was almost fatal, but it was already irreparable...

The silver knife in his hand is naturally not the same one, and the style is also different, but it brought back bad memories of Feng Qingyu——

"Qingyu, you—" He couldn't think of how to comfort her for a moment.

Feng Qingyu shook her head: "I'm fine!"

She subconsciously took the bad picture just now back to the back of her mind: "You deal with it first, I'll go pick up some dry firewood."