Chapter 262 (2/2)

Magic Jiuli is dying. He should be treated in time. If they catch him back, God knows how to torture him. If he delays his injury, he will at least be disabled in the future.

”Can you ask a doctor to treat my brother Jiuli first? He's badly hurt. What's the matter when he wakes up? The big demon really left his body. A mysterious old man colluded with the big demon...”

Huan Qingyan picked the key point and said the situation again.

Dreamy moon screamed, ”what happened to dreamy Jiuli cannot escape death. What can be cured? He dares to kill his highness Jiu. According to the etiquette, he wants to kill his nine families!”

Huan Qingyan glanced at the cheap woman, ”really? He's from the magic house. Kill his nine families. Do you mean to kill all our magic house? Then don't forget, you're also from the magic house, and you'll be killed! Of course, you've been beheaded once before, and your Highness Jiu stole the beam and replaced you. Now are you going to invite your highness Jiu to come here again?”

Dream moon began to cry again, and glanced at white dust seal while crying. Usually at this time, white dust seal will stand up and drink to denounce fantasy and protect her

But now, white dust seal didn't mean to answer at all. Dreamy moon felt strange, but she thought it might be the reason why his highness Jiu was seriously injured.

At this time, a small boat shaped Flying Magic Instrument hurriedly drifted and rushed over. It was two imperial doctors hurriedly sent by the imperial medical center.

They checked the physical condition of Bai CHENFENG and looked solemn. ”Your Highness, you are seriously injured now. You'd better not make any action. Even one more word may endanger your life.”

To tell the truth, the two royal doctors were also extremely surprised to see the current situation of white dust seal.

They haven't died after being hurt like this. They've lived most of their lives and haven't seen it before.

But anyway, it's always good that people don't die.

White dust seal also seemed to be suffering to the limit. He half narrowed his eyes and let two royal doctors help him deal with his injury and stopped talking.

Dreamy moon, with the appearance of a hostess, stood by the white dust seal, crying with pear flowers and rain, making people pitiful.

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