Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...
Three years...
For the first time, the night wind saw it clearly.
"What a sin!"
The night wind blushed, the wound only centimeters away from that patch of white snow.
At this moment, the poison has penetrated deep into the blood and even the veins.
The only way to detoxify is to extract the poison and then have Sun Muqing drink her own blood.
But Ye Feng hesitated at this moment. In this way, he would have had intimate contact with Mu Qing.
A moment later, Ye Feng closed his eyes and inhaled.
Strands of poisonous blood flowed out from the wound.
Several minutes passed before the night wind finally stopped, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He took out the bandage again and wrapped it around Sun Muqing's wound.
Then, Ye Feng used a knife to cut a gash in his palm.
Drops of blood slid down his palm and landed in Sun Muqing's cherry-like mouth.
Sun Muqing's lips were adorned with a touch of bright red, adding to her captivating beauty.
"Mu Qing!"
"How are you?" Ye Feng tried calling out to Sun Muqing.
After swallowing the blood, Sun Muqing's complexion gradually improved.
With the help of the Qi Gathering Pill, Sun Muqing's condition was delayed for a long time.
A moment later, Sun Muqing slightly opened her eyes.
"Night... Brother Night Wind!"
"What am I doing...?"
Sun Muqing was in a daze, feeling completely exhausted.
"It's alright now, Mu Qing!"
"We're home!"
"Get some rest! Just do as I say, and you'll be fine soon!" Night Breeze gently stroked Sun Muqing's forehead.