Poison Doctor Crazy Concubine: Three Princesses with Black Belly

"I'm fine, it's just a small injury. Don't worry, the wound has healed. Feng Cang released the smoke?"

Chang Le looked at Liu'er sternly, although her brows were cold, but her heart was a little weak because of her body.

She has always found that although her external injuries healed, internal injuries remained.

Her heart was in pain, and she was pierced alive by the sword, and a large bowl of blood flowed out of it. It was a lie to say that there was no pain.

No matter how good the Returning Heaven Pill is, it is not a panacea, and this kind of pain cannot be stopped at all.

Her face was also very pale, her lips looked colorless, she had lost a large bowl of heart blood, and now she was faintly sluggish.

Seeing Chang Le's pale face, Chu Wuyou hugged her horizontally in his arms, he stared at Chang Le with concern, his voice was magnetic, "Chang Le, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to cure you!"

"I'm fine, let's find a way to get out, otherwise all the smoke will float in, and we won't be able to get out even if we want to!"

If you are choked by such thick smoke, if your breathing is not smooth, you may be choked to death inside.

Chu Wuyou hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with Chang Le's handkerchief, at this time Liu'er and the others were already coughing loudly from choking, and some people burst into tears.

"Li Luo, Li Hen, you two open the way ahead, speed!" Chu Wuyou gave an order, Li Luo and Li Hen hurriedly walked forward along the hole mark, stretched out their hands and clapped a few palms, and the front collapsed up.

The earthquake collapsed, and the row of chaotic stones fell down, and there was indeed a passage ahead.

And at the entrance of the passage, there was a thick smoke rushing in, choking everyone to cough. At the end of the thick smoke, there was a lot of firewood piled up, and the firewood was smoking.

Obviously, someone was burning firewood at the entrance of the cave.

But at this time, a figure was looming at the entrance of the cave, Chu Wuyou looked again, it was not someone else, it was actually Chu Changan.

Chu Chang'an was holding a torch in his hand, and was trying to ignite the firewood.

Seeing his excited face, he didn't let his subordinates do anything, but even made some in person, so it's not clear that he wanted to kill Chu Wuyou and the others with his own hands?

Looking at this scene, Chu Chang'an, and Chang Le, who was nestled in Chu Wuyou's arms, immediately gritted their teeth in anger.

She even suspected that Chu Changan's soul had been changed, why what he was doing now was becoming more and more incomprehensible. He used to ignore people, but he was still a handsome man with a noble character.

But now, he acted like a wretched man, the gap was too big for her to adapt.

"Your Highness, I didn't expect King Jing to harm us with Feng Cang. He is really sorry for the title King Jing, and he doesn't deserve to be your brother!" Li Luo's eyes lit up, wishing he could step forward and kill Chu Chang'an.

Chu Wuyou raised his brows evilly, curled his red lips coldly, picked up Chang Le and walked towards the thick smoke.

At this time, the smoke was getting thicker and thicker. If it was someone else, they would have been choked and unable to move forward.

But he stepped forward swiftly, as fast as the wind, and lightning flashed out of his palm, and he hit the firewood hard with his palm.

Taking advantage of Chu Changan's unpreparedness, all the firewood hit him on the face.

At this moment, a large number of ignited or unburned Zihe fell on Chu Changan, and he was so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hands to resist, and then quickly ran away.

But no matter how fast he escaped, there were still sparks all over his body, his clothes were burnt to pieces, and Changle still smelled a burnt smell, probably because his hair was burned.

Looking at it again, his originally fair and handsome face was instantly turned gray-black by the firewood ash. He looked extremely embarrassed, and he didn't have the demeanor of a quiet king before.