The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

If this is the case, he must detoxify it!

Lin Qingran's teeth creaked and she didn't look back at the man in black. This man was careful and blocked her back.

Lin Qingran's pretty face was shrouded in cold air, the eyebrows and eyes were stained with frost, the red lips were tightly pursed, and even the tip of her tall nose was exhaled with a trace of coldness, dyeing three feet around her body Mori cold.

"I hope you will never fall into my hands in this life!"

After saying this sentence, enduring the pain between his ankles, he limped away.

The man in black looked at Lin Qingran's back quietly, his eyes were as dark as the sea, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't worry about it."

"Huh!" Lin Qingran didn't stop walking, she snorted softly, and refused to talk to him again.

A corner of Lin Qingran's robe disappeared at the door of the ruined temple, a faint light flashed in the cool eyes of the man in black, he closed his eyes, and slowly adjusted his breath.

Lin Qingran returned to Zhuangzi, and Zhu's mother was already guarding the door with an anxious expression on her face. When she saw Lin Qingran coming back, a gleam of joy filled her face: "Second Miss, you are back. The Eldest Miss woke up and asked you Several times, if you don't come back again, this servant will take someone out to find you."

Seeing Lin Qingran's walking posture staggering and turning, she was anxious and panicked: "Second Miss, what's wrong with you? This leg..."

Lin Qingran pointed at her own feet with a bitter face: "No, seeing the snow scene on this village is different compared to the city, so I just wanted to walk around, who knew I sprained my ankle..."

A sprained ankle can be big or small!

I wish my mother would give Lin Qingran a red heart now. Hearing what she said, she immediately squatted down nervously and touched Lin Qingran's legs to check. Even through the winter socks, she could clearly feel the tightness of her ankles. The place was swollen, and he pinched it lightly with a little force, and Lin Qingran let out an "Ouch", quickly put away his hands, stood up, and told the gatekeeper, "Hurry up and call someone. Come carry Second Miss in?"

The concierge hurriedly lowered his head and nodded, and hurried to call for someone.

After waiting for a while, two thick women came, one of them bent down and carried Lin Qingran back.

When Lin Qingyin got the news, she seemed to be in a hurry, Zhu's mother repeatedly comforted her and said that it was fine, but she was still not at ease. In the end, it was Lin Qingran who asked someone to recite it, and she looked at it herself, and then she was relieved.

When Lin Qingran was carried back again, the doctor came and looked at her injury carefully, saying that it was a sprain, not a muscle or bone injury, as long as she took a few medicines to dissipate blood stasis and apply cold compresses for a few days, she would be fine.

Zhu's mother was relieved, and passed the words to Lin Qingyin.

After Zhu's mother left, Lin Qingran said that she was not feeling well, and asked the doctor to check the pulse carefully, but the doctor only said that everything was normal.

Lin Qingran's heart sank when she heard this: Is it true that as that bastard said, no one else can see the difference in this medicine except him?

If so, she can't ignore that bastard!

Damn the bastard, but she didn't want to die with him.

Her heart was heavy, but her face was as usual. After nightfall, Lin Qingran found the ruined temple quietly.

Throwing the food in his hand in front of the man in black: "Eat!"

The man in black picked up the food and ate without saying a word. He ate quickly, but he was not rude, and he was calm and elegant.

When he finished eating, Lin Qingran threw him another small porcelain bottle, which she asked the doctor for today to invigorate Qi and blood.

The man in black opened the small porcelain bottle and smelled it, looked up at Lin Qingran, something flashed in his eyes, and suddenly stood up: "I'll go back with you!"