Chapter 472
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Un! That shouldn't be the case! She must be thinking too much.
Although she thought this, her heart felt inexplicably weak. She lowered her head even more, and her eyes flickered, not daring to look at that man.
When the Yama Lord saw her guilty expression and saw her eyes look around his body before moving to a certain place below his abdomen, he could not help but tense up. Under her fiery gaze, a certain place began to change.
Feeling the change, a trace of awkwardness appeared on his face. He angrily glared at the shameless woman, and his low voice carried a trace of embarrassment as it came from his mouth.
"It's broad daylight. Where are your eyes looking!"
Fengjiu quickly raised his head to look at the sky: "I'm not looking anywhere. I'm just looking at today's weather."
"Hmph!"
He let out a cold snort and took a deep breath to ease his tense body. The cold aura in his body secretly circulated, and as the cold aura brushed across his body, the cluster of flames in his lower abdomen also dissipated.
A gentle breeze blew by, bringing with it a trace of icy aura. Feeling it, Fengjiu glanced at him and remembered that the thousand year cold poison in his body had not been cured. She thought quickly and said: "That, Yama Lord! How is the cold poison in your body right now? It hasn't flared up again, right? The pills I had Hui Lang give you back then are they effective? "
The Yama Lord, who had calmed down, pursed his lips and glanced at her before replying: "Un, after taking your pills, it hasn't flared up again on the fifteenth of every month."
"That's good. When will I give you a small bottle of blood? When I have time, I will study your blood and see if there is any way to cure the cold poison in your body. " She spoke in a fawning manner. In truth, he had helped the Feng manor a great deal, and he had come from so far away. She knew his intentions. If there was any way to cure the thousand year cold poison in his body, she hoped that it could be cured.
That time in the Nine Volts Forest, she had seen his appearance when the cold poison flared up. It was indeed quite distressing. Unfortunately, it was a thousand year old cold poison after all. If it was an ordinary cold poison, it would not be so strenuous to cure.
Hearing this, the Yama Lord did not say anything. He took out a dagger and slit his wrist. Then, he took out a small bottle of blood and handed it to her.
Fengjiu's eyes widened in astonishment. Looking at the hand that was still dripping with blood, she couldn't help but scold: "Is there something wrong with your head? I said I wanted a small bottle of blood, but I didn't want it immediately! Why did you cut your wrist without saying anything? Do you think there's too much blood? "
Although she scolded him, she still took the small bottle from him and quickly took out some medicine and cloth from her space to bandage her wound.
The Yama Lord lowered his head and looked at the woman who was bandaging his wound. He kept scolding and scolding her, but he couldn't help but feel warm. At this moment, a trace of gentleness flashed through his deep black eyes, and an undetectable smile appeared on his lips.
"It's nothing. It's just a little blood."
When he spoke, his voice was abnormally gentle. To him, it was indeed just a little blood. This sort of wound was not something he cared about. It did not matter if it was bandaged or not.
"It's done." As Fengjiu spoke, she looked at his wrist with satisfaction and took a step back.
The Yama Lord's gaze moved away from her body. When his gaze landed on the wrist that she had bandaged, the corners of his mouth twitched.
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