After placing the python on the bed of ice and snow, the Snow Girl quietly stood guard by its side. The python on the ice bed gradually shed a layer of skin and swam out from under it as if it were reborn. Then, a pair of hands wrapped around the Snow Girl's waist, and her tongue gently parted her lips. She said, "Xue'er, I can't recover."

The Snow Girl's hand slowly moved to her waist, and she calmly tore off her belt, followed by her inner clothes. Pieces of clothes fell like fluttering butterflies, and then, she could only see the people tightly entangled on the ice bed.

The cool wind gently blew on his cheeks. Ming Ye looked at Jiuxi's peaceful sleeping face with indifferent eyes. A murderous light flashed in his eyes, and even the corners of Jiuxi's clothes were wrinkled. The zombie world was close at hand. Ming Ye held Jiuxi and flew quickly across the sky and flew towards the palace.

Although the poison had been cleared, the wound on her shoulder was still bleeding. He carried Jiuxi into his bedroom and said to the eagerly awaiting Li Zang, "Call Mo Yu over for me!"

Li Zang's face twisted and he hurried out to find Lord Mo Yu. Poor Mo Yu was still making love with his beautiful concubine and was dragged out in disheveled clothes. Even when he went to the Mingye Palace, he was hurriedly putting on his outer robe. Although Gong Ci asked them to return to the zombie world, the large army was still migrating, and Gong Ci was still making arrangements in the dead city. Only Mo Yu and Li Zang returned first.

The temperature in the inner hall was terribly low. Ming Ye glared coldly at the disheveled Mo Yu, his lips parted as he said, "You seem to have a lot of free time."

Mo Yu hurriedly fastened his belt, not daring to look the cold-faced monarch in the eye, and said in a panic, "Your Majesty, I am teaching you a lesson."

With that, Mo Yu walked towards the bed. However, with every step, he seemed to be able to feel the bone-chilling coldness emanating from his Lord's body. Mo Yu flicked his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, looked at the dried blood on Jiuxi's shoulder, and said, "Lord, Pluto is injured in the shoulder... You have to take off your clothes..."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yu could feel that the palace was like an ice cellar, and his limbs were trembling with cold. He had followed the Lord for so many years, so naturally, he knew that the Lord was now...

He must be very angry. In the past, anyone who made the Lord angry always ended up in a miserable situation.

The silk scroll that had been hung up fell down at this moment, just covering Jiuxi's pale face. Mingye's eyes grew even colder, and with fingers as cold as jade, he lifted Jiuxi's clothes. A hint of heartache gradually filled his eyes. He then turned around and glanced at Mo Yu calmly, "The wound is three inches above the front of the shoulder. It was bitten by a ten-thousand-year-old snake demon."

This clearly meant that Mo Yu would not be given a chance to examine the wound. After all, the poison had been removed, and it was only an external injury. Mo Yu understood the situation and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I will go and prepare the medicine now."

Not long after, Li Zang came in with a tray filled with various porcelain bottles. He pointed to a blue bottle and said, "Your Majesty, this... this bottle contains medicine for wounds. Just sprinkle it on the wound." He then took out a red bottle and said, "This is for replenishing vitality."

Li Zang muttered a lot, but Ming Ye came over impatiently, grabbed the red bottle, and said coldly, "Guard the bedroom for this emperor!"

The enchanting grace in her every gesture was so overwhelming that even though Li Zang was a man, he couldn't help but be dazzled. He nodded hurriedly and ran out happily.

Li Zang did not dare to disobey what the Lord said. He closed the door gently, then leaned against the door frame, looking at the dark night.