As soon as Changsheng finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood, spraying blood on the leather robe of the red clothes, the red clothes were frightened, and he didn't dare to take care of the clothes, so he helped Changling to look at Chongmen Huan and said anxiously: "Niangniang, Lord Changsheng was injured by the King of Han, and the injuries are more and more injured, how is it good?"
” Her care for immortality, even, far surpassed that of the Cold King.
Chongmen Huan bent down and stuffed a black pill into Changsheng's mouth: "Help him down first, Guyuan Pill can make him feel better." ” She stood up and walked briskly towards the thatched hut.
Obviously, she has no time to take care of immortality now, but only to relieve some of the pain of immortality first.
Because now for her, what is more important is the heavy door inside.
As soon as she stepped into the corridor, a flower plate was thrown out of the room, and the white begonias inserted in it were fresh and pure, and she was about to greet her face.
"Mother, be careful!"
Chang Ling's voice followed, and the man jumped up from her, raised his foot and kicked the flower plate away.
The purple clothes behind him did not let out an exclamation, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
If Chongmenhuan was hit by the flower plate just now and was injured, then she would be to blame for her death, but fortunately, Chang Ling's eyes were quick and she didn't cause trouble.
"Thank you!"
Chongmen Huan said thank you lightly, and walked inside without hesitation.
At this time, it was already dark, there was no light in the house, it was dark and dreary, only a faint afterglow of the wind lamp that came in from the door, and there was a deep darkness in the depths of the house.
And, surprisingly quiet.
There was a noise in the room just now, and the blood curse on Chongmen's body was attacking, and his spirit and mind were no longer clear, and under the great pain, people were very irritable.
Under the damage to his mind, he didn't recognize his six relatives, so just now, he was able to take action to severely bruise Changsheng, but he was not soft at all.
Chongmen Huan looked at the seemingly endless darkness in the depths of the room, she couldn't even see anything, and she didn't know what was hidden in the darkness.
The fear in her heart was dug out little by little, and she realized that she was still afraid of death.
In the palace, no matter how dark the forces she faced, how tricky things were, and how fierce the enemies, she was never afraid to retreat.
But in the face of the darkness in front of her, she felt a little dry in her throat.
It was as if in the endless darkness lurked a beast that would suddenly open its mouth and pounce out of the darkness with its sharp claws.
Then, stop her with his claws, and then, bite off her neck.
Thinking like this, I felt a chill behind me, very eerie and terrifying.
She wanted to scream, but the word was still in her throat, and immediately, she felt a gust of wind in front of her, and the lightning was too fast to cover her ears.
A figure as fast as a ghost pounced on her.
It's a must-have.
The man spread his hair, dressed in white with a hint of color beyond the darkness, and like a fierce trapped beast, he broke through the cage and rushed at her hungry.
Before she could say that heavy sentence, she was so frightened by him that she was forced back into her stomach, as if something was stuffed in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.
Just looked at him in horror, and then was knocked out by his body.