Chapter 387 (1/2)

Long Zixuan's breath stopped, and there was a dark light in his eyes. He was worried that she knew it. Unexpectedly, she did.

Who the hell told her?

North Star? Or that damned woman yuelinglong?

For a long time, I haven't heard him speak. Fengyu rubs his eyebrows. He does a lot of things behind her back?

”What's your relationship with the master of xuesha palace?”

It was more important to her than why he did it.

”It doesn't matter,” long Zixuan's voice weakened again and said dully, ”do you remember that once you were stabbed and poisoned by several assassins?”

Fengyu's eyes narrowed. Naturally, she remembered it. At that time, shortly after her grandfather came back, she was in her yard and was scratched by some assassins. Then, she was poisoned.

Of course, she sucked up one of them.

Later, her brother came, but she fainted. When she woke up, she was in her room. At that time, her mouth was full of blood, and she still remembered the feeling of nausea.

Later, my grandfather inadvertently said that it was long Zixuan who saved her. She remembered that when she woke up, she was once filled with emotion because of the bloody smell in her mouth.

According to legend, the blood of the Dragon royal family can live the dead, flesh and bones, and detoxify all kinds of poisons. So, the bloody smell of her mouth at that time was because he gave her his blood?

Fengyu never thought about this problem, at this time, this thing is unprecedented clear up.

She turned her head and looked at long Zixuan, and said in a gentle voice, ”master Zi, at the beginning, did you give me your blood?”

Long Zixuan reached out and touched her head gently. He lowered his throat and said, ”you were poisoned by magic poison. It was very strong and there was no antidote at all, so that's all I had.”

Fengyu's eyes start to feel sour, and she can't help but stretch out her arm to hold him tightly. Even if she doesn't know the dragon very well, she has heard that the blood of the dragon has such a magical effect, so how precious it is.

of course, precious is not reflected in the value; rather, this blood is the essence of the dragon's life. Once it is lost, it means the loss of vitality. Unlike human beings, it is almost never replenished again.

Therefore, almost no dragon people will use their own blood to save people, because that bowl of blood may mean ten years of life.

Save a person, you will lose ten years of life, who will do this kind of loss business?

But he did. At that time, she didn't even feel much about him. He had made such a great sacrifice for her. How could she afford it?

”You've made a lot of money.”

A thousand words, when Feng Yu raised her head, it turned into such a light joke, she laughed easily, but no one knew her heavy heart.

She thought, she really can't leave longzixuan any more.

No matter what happens.

The more we get along with each other, the more we feel that this man is really stupid. He seems to be so smart. How can he do this kind of business that may cost nothing?