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Chapter 913: Prison disaster

She doesn't have a relative here, what should I do?

She is an agent, originally a person who grew up in blood, so she is naturally smart and calm. Even if she occasionally acts emotionally, she is faster than ordinary people.

If other women encounter this situation, they will be so angry that they will vomit blood, or complain, pessimism and disgust. After she is sad and angry, she has already begun to calmly consider her future-

Although Yan Chi has poor magic power and is a little greedy for life and death, she is scheming and is a cruel and ruthless person. She is afraid that she will not let her go easily and will definitely find a way to get rid of her thorn in her eyes and thorns in her flesh. What would she do?

If I die silently in this prison, I am afraid there will be no one to ask!

Things in the world are unpredictable. I didn’t expect that I would do my best to cultivate immortality. Such a consequence would make me fall into such a dangerous situation!

The pain in her body scratched her heart and liver, but she tried hard to make herself awake. If she was not wrong, Yan Chi was afraid that she would take action tonight—

She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. There seemed to be a little movement outside the prison door. Then the prison door opened, walked in alone, stopped in front of her, and sighed softly: "Qinglan..."

Luo Qingyu was stunned and looked up. Lan Xiu was standing in front of him.

There was a hint of compassion on his handsome face, and he lowered his body slightly: "Qinglan, what do you think? Alas, I really didn't expect that the Emperor had such a ruthless move."

Luo Qingyu didn't expect that he would go to the Heavenly Prison to visit her. His eyes flashed and he smiled sadly: "It turns out that the immortals know. Qinglan is very failed, right?"

Lan Xiu sighed: "You are too anxious and have argued with him again and again. But the Emperor is a little too ruthless. If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, you are my servant boy at least. How could he use such a hot hand to beat you like this? Come, let me see your wound..."

Luo Qingyu moved slightly, avoiding his touch, and his face looked a little embarrassed: "Shangxian, Qinglan's injuries - inconvenient."

The injuries on her body were all on her legs and buttocks, which was indeed inconvenient for a big man to apply medicine to her.

Lan Xiu was stunned, then frowned: "Qinglan, this stick is very serious. You see that you have shed so much blood. If you don't want to stop it, you are afraid that you will have life worries. If you are in a hurry, you can't apply it yourself, or..."

Luo Qingyu moved his body again, shook his head stubbornly: "No, Immortal, I have stopped this blood with magic, there will be no problem..."

Lan Xiu sighed and took out a can of ointment on his body: "Qinglan, even if your injury is not in danger of life, it will leave scars. You should understand the principle of being in a hurry. Don't worry, I will close my eyes and won't look."

Luo Qingyu's eyes slightly darkened: "Then--ok."

Lan Xiu looked at her, her face turned pale, and there was still a faint cold sweat on her forehead, which showed that she was already extremely weak...
Chapter completed!