Venerated Venomous Consort

In the room of Nuo Da, there is Yun Qing Luo himself. She is breathing like a cow. She is strong and gets up. She closes the door and no longer feels relieved. Then she pops up several spells and closes the whole room, so that as long as there are outsiders, She can predict in advance.

After doing this, she sweated again, gasping for a moment, trembled and went out to pull out a storage bag from her own market. Open the storage bag, a person actually emerges from the inside...

Purple hair, masked face, tall and straight, standing there like a god.

Yun Qinglu extended his hand to him and closed his eyes slightly: "Zuo Tianshi adults...Hold me-"

The man silently lifted her up, picked her up, and followed her instructions to put her on the bed...

Yun Qing Luo hugged his neck with his arms and leaned his head against his chest. All of the pain was painful: "Why... you can't love me? I paid so much for you..."

The man did not speak, just hugged her tenderly.

Yun Qinglu suddenly pushed him away and his tears rolled down like rain: "You go away! You roll! You roll! You are not him! No!"

The man was pushed by her, but he stepped back a few steps and then rolled on the ground.

Yun Qinglu laughed: "You are not him! He will not be so obedient! You are just a beggar! Just a brainless man!" After she laughed, she cried again: "Why are you not him? How good is he?"

Blood donation flowed from her chest and back. She let them flow, her eyes were a little empty: "Sometimes I think I am so dead, I don't like him anymore..."

She raised her hand and touched the wound in the chest, and touched the blood of one hand: "This is what he gave me... maybe I should let go..."

The purple man came over and stood by the bed, looking at her tender eyes, raising her hand and licking her wounds, and finally said: "Qing Luo, you can't die, you haven't finished your mission..."

His voice is also the voice of Emperor's robes, with the gentleness he never gave her: "Qing Luo, you still have me."

Yun Qinglu was stunned for a moment: "I... I didn't teach you to say this! You... how can you?"

The purple man looked at her gently, then gently put her into her arms, and the cold lips rubbed her forehead: "Qing Luo, don't be afraid, I will be there, always."

Yun Qing Luo was completely stunned, let him undress himself, and let his cold fingertips touch her wound: "Qing Luo, can this spell be removed by yourself?"

Yun Qinglu nodded. She was a curse. The sword was condensed with her own blood-mixing spell and other things. Her own body naturally could smash the hooks on her sword and then pull it out.

She held the tip of the sword with her backhand and pulled the broken sword out of her teeth.

Of course, it hurts a sweat.

People also lie down directly, almost fainting.

The purple man’s fingers are flexible and he began to treat the wounds, wipe the medicine, and dress up for her...

Yun Qing Luo looked at him with big eyes. This person is tall, temperament, eyes, lips, fingers... Everything that can be seen is absolutely like him! Like the person she dreams of but can never get.

But what about the mask?

She suddenly raised her hand and pulled off his mask!

Behind the mask is a weird face, no eyebrows, no nose, only eyes and mouth -

It was exactly the same as when she first made him, and nothing changed.