The little sweet concubine of Emperor Zun's family

Chapter 1485

While Xue Luoyue was disappointed, she also understood that the man in front of her could understand her words.

Xuexiong, just like his name, is majestic and will not give up so easily.

"Daddy, don't worry, Yue'er will find a way to save you, I know you can hear my words, take good care of yourself" Xue Luoyue put down Xue Xiong's hand and covered her with the quilt.

At this time, Xiao Mu put his hand on Xue Xiong's mouth, and picked up the dagger that Xue Luoyue had just shaved Xue Xiong, looking like he wanted to cut but was afraid of pain.

Xue Luoyue was slightly taken aback, "Xiao Mu, what are you doing?".

Xiaomu said flatly, "Sister, you can do it, I'm afraid of pain."

"Do it, what are you doing?" Xue Luoyue was puzzled.

"Daddy's body is very weak. It was useless to rely on pills to maintain it before, and then artificially input spiritual power, and the body still can't store spiritual power. If this continues, his life will be in danger. In addition, my sister just woke up Dad. It's even worse now."

Xue Luoyue frowned, and picked up Xue Xiong's wrist, only to realize that the only spiritual power in his body was being consumed rapidly.

It's as if the body itself wants to absorb and refine spiritual power to wake up.

Xue Luoyue approached Xue Xiong, "Daddy, don't worry, you will only lose your life in vain, let me find a way, okay?".

Slowly, Xue Luoyue felt that her spiritual power was no longer being consumed, but it was slowly draining away.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xiaomu, "Do you do this? Will it irritate him?".

Xiaomu's blood is an excellent tonic, but I don't know if it will backfire if it is too weak because the body is too weak.

That's why Xue Luoyue didn't easily feed Xue Xiong the pill.

Xiaomu proudly raised his little head, "No, Daddy's body is weak now, and it will take time to digest and refine my blood, so we can do it step by step."

Xue Luoyue immediately felt relieved, and couldn't help but praise, "I can't see that you have learned a lot of idioms, which is worthy of encouragement."

Xiaomu curled her lips, took a deep breath, and handed the knife to Xue Luoyue, "Come on, quick, I'm afraid of pain!".

He is willing to cut blood even if he is afraid of pain, which can be regarded as Xiaomu's filial piety.

Distress flashed in Xue Luoyue's eyes, she didn't use a dagger, but condensed her spiritual power blade, and swiped lightly, three drops of bloody red blood with fragrance immediately landed on Xue Xiong's mouth.

slipped into his mouth like a dewdrop.

Xue Luoyue picked up the ointment and gently wiped Xiaomu's wound, and carefully blew twice, "Does it still hurt?".

Xiaomu smiled contentedly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

At this time Yun Jueshang came to Xiaomu's side, touched Xiaomu's head with his big hand, smiled with his lips curled up, his eyes were full of encouragement.

Xiao Mu chuckled, and looked at Xue Xiong in embarrassment, that man was sister's father, that's why he would help.

"Daddy, it's okay, you have a good rest, I will come to see you again" Xue Luoyue said, and left reluctantly.

Now, with Xiaomu's blood, Xue Xiong's life will not be in danger for the time being, and there is no need to artificially transfer spiritual power. However, if he wants to wake up, he must refine the elixir.

She wanted to go back and find out what pills could heal her father.

Just when Xue Luoyue went downstairs and stepped out of the pavilion.

"Who are you?" Patriarch Xue and an old woman beside him looked at Xue Luoyue and the others coldly.

Unexpectedly, Patriarch Xue went and returned, and now Xue Luoyue and the three were bumped into each other.

(End of this chapter)