Gu Xijiu refused to accept it: "I don't seem to have the obligation to help you do this job."

He returned the words Di Fuyi had just said to her and kept it intact.

Di Fuyi looked at her: "God Lord, this time I was actually helping you..."

"Well, then I'll help you to the end and send the Buddha to the West. This demon princess is quite beautiful. Even if you look at her body, you won't lose." Gu Xijiu smiled, ignored him, and put his arms around Wu Qianyan, and wanted to teleport away.

"I'll tell the secret of the bag below. How about the God Lord helping me?" Di Fuyi spoke in time.

Gu Xijiu gave up and didn't look back: "You talk first."

Di Fuyi sighed, but he was simply not talking too much since he agreed to make an exchange: "This bag has always been on me, and I remember who it belongs to. It can only hold dead objects, not live objects, but not all living objects cannot hold... As long as you make the living objects faint and stop breathing, you can put them in."

He explained very much, and Gu Xijiu turned to look at him: "As far as I know, even if a living creature is dizzy, it will breathe."

Di Fuyi had an extra medicine in his palm: "If you take this medicine, you can make people pretend to die for an hour."

I see!

Gu Xijiu seemed to have figured out something: "Then you said that even if I don't come, you can rescue Qianyan, just want to take this medicine for Qianyan, and let her pretend to die and put it in a bag and take it out?"

Di Fuyi handed her the knife in his hand: "The Lord of God thinks clearly, then please let the Lord of God do it."

The knife rolled around Gu Xijiu's palm. She bounced the knife back with her fingertips: "I don't need to use this."

She didn't even take off the clothes of the demon princess, and pressed her palm under the other party's chest. The edge of the palm became transparent in an instant. When she was horizontal, the demon princess's skin seemed to be cut open by a knife...

Strangely, the wound she cut with her hand knife did not bleed.

She pinched and pulled her fingers at the wound, and a piece of lung leaf hit her hand. When she closed her palms, the wound gathered in the middle...

"Leave a wound!" Di Fuyi said in time.

Gu Xijiu flicked her fingertips, and after a moment, a wound that seemed to be sutured appeared there.

Her whole set of movements was as neat as flowing, and the surgery took less than half a quarter of an hour, which made Wu Qianyan stunned and envious.

Di Fuyi looked at Gu Xijiu with a glimmer of light: "It turns out that he is worthy of being the God of Creation--"

Gu Xijiu curled the corners of her lips slightly and threw the lung leaf to him: "You can use it to get the Demon King to hand in it."

She bounced her fingers, and there was no blood on her snow-white little hand. She pulled Wu Qianyan again and said, "No matter what, you have saved my maid this time. Then last time you treated me as a chess piece, I generously disregarded you. We will be clear." Xiaosha teleported away.

Di Fuyi: "..." Are the two clear? I'm afraid it may not be!

He ignored this matter anymore and raised his hand to feed the demon princess a pill. After a moment, the demon princess woke up.

She found herself in prison, her face changed, and her eyes fell on the handsome back standing with her back to her. She subconsciously wanted to sit up, but her whole body was in a state of pain. She felt sweaty when she moved.

She took a low breath and said angrily: "Who are you? Why are you standing there stupidly? Who gave you the courage to not kneel down when you see this princess?"
Chapter completed!