princess from the underworld

Chapter 59 text 63
After the hammer was gone, Gui Lao straightened his face and sat down on the chair next to Zi Yan, "You should know the side effects of Bodhi."

"En." Zi Yan responded lightly.

Gui Lao turned his head and looked at Zi Yan, "Then you still use your blood so easily?!" He raised his eyebrows and raised his voice, "If this continues, you will—"

He said she was easy?Hey, Comrade, just now I didn't know who put someone's life and death in order to save a cat. Could it be that her name is not worth a cat?Suddenly think of two words: sad~~
Zi Yan brushed her long hair with her hands, saw that some of the tips were shockingly white, and said with a wry smile, "I know it myself."

The ghost sighed in a rare way, "It's a pity, my baby, it will take you a few years to recover if you say so. If nothing else, your body will need to be taken care of in the future. If something goes wrong, I will take care of it." It's hard to say."

So long?She thought it would be just a few months.Is Bodhi a medicine or a poison? How poor is the body’s hematopoietic function? But think about how ghosts are called ghosts and immortals. The things around him are normal, and it’s normal to have such individual symptoms. It's a pity that at that time, I only thought about the invulnerability of a hundred poisons but ignored this point, which is good, and now I am suffering.

Seeing that Zi Yan was silent, Gui Lao thought she was introspecting, took a piece of white lotus cake and stuffed it in, took a few bites, suddenly realized something, stood up hurriedly, took out the porcelain bottle, poured it into the cup, his face was pale, "Hurry up! I forgot that the white lotus cake is poisonous!"

Ha - what is that called, harm others and yourself?Self-inflicted?Still using his own unfinished antidote poison?You have hurt yourself.

Wait, seeing his pale and angry face, Zi Yan suddenly wanted to laugh out loud, but it's a pity that he didn't have a camera, so he couldn't capture this historic moment.

"Didn't you say that if I use blood indiscriminately, I will die? You know, I'm so afraid of death, I can't do it." Zi Yan suppressed the urge to laugh, and said seriously.

Gui Lao had a deflated face, "Damn girl, you can't die with such a little blood, you, you damn girl..." Gui Lao was so angry that he didn't know what to say, Zi Yan always made everyone in the Jianghu frightened. Guixian was so angry that he jumped wildly.

Gui Lao took out silver needles and sealed several large points on his body to suppress the poison.

"Hehe, I knew that the master would not be poisoned to death so easily. If he died, it would be because he hadn't taken poison for too long..."

"you……"

Ziyan felt that it was almost time, so she let the blood drip into the cup slowly. Seeing the ghost take the pill, he heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back in the chair, "I won't make this perverted medicine anymore."

(End of this chapter)