472 Chapter 472 Where Are Your Eyes Looking?

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Although I thought so in my heart, my heart was inexplicably empty, and the other side lowered even more, and my eyes flickered, afraid to look at the man.

And the Hell Lord saw her small appearance of guilty conscience, and then saw her eyes twirling around him, and then moved to a place under his abdomen, her body tensed, and her body was hot and straight. There was a slight change somewhere in the line of sight.

Feeling a change somewhere, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and angrily glared at the shameless little woman, a low voice came out of his mouth with a hint of embarrassment.

"It's broad daylight, where are your eyes!"

Feng Jiu hurriedly looked up at the sky: "I didn't look anywhere, but the weather seems to be pretty good today."

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly, took a deep breath to ease his tense body, and the icy aura in his body secretly circulated, and as a cold air swept through his body, a cluster of flames from his lower abdomen also dissipated.

A gust of wind blew, with a hint of icy aura, Feng Jiu felt a look at him, remembering that the thousand-year-old cold poison on his body had not been resolved, rolled his eyes, and said: "That, Hell! How is the cold poison on your body now? Did you stop doing it? I let the pills given to you by Grey Wolf be effective, right?"

The relieved Hell Lord pursed his thin lips and glanced at her before answering, "Well, after taking your pills, I don't take them anymore on the fifteenth of every month."

"That's good, when will you give you a small bottle of blood! I will study your blood when I have time, and then see if I can cure you of the cold poison." She said somewhat flatteringly, but in fact , he helped Feng Mansion a lot, and he came from such a far place on purpose. She knew what she meant. If there was a way to deal with the thousand-year-old cold poison on him, she hoped that she could help him relieve it.

That time I saw his cold poison in Jiufu Forest, it was really worrying, but unfortunately, after all, it was a thousand-year-old cold poison, and if it was a common cold poison, it would not be so laborious to solve.

Hearing this, Hell Master didn't say anything, just took out the dagger and swiped it on his wrist, then took out a vial, took a vial of blood and handed it to her.

Feng Jiu narrowed her eyes in astonishment, looking at the hand Wan that was still dripping blood, she couldn't help but scolded: "Are you okay with your brain? I said I wanted a small bottle of blood, and I didn't want it right away! What are you talking about? What are you doing with your wrists if you don't say anything? You think there's too much blood, right?"

Despite scolding, he still took the vial he handed over, and quickly took out the medicine and cloth strips from the space to bandage her wound.

The Hell Lord looked down at the woman who had been bandaging him, constantly reprimanding and scolding, but couldn't help but feel relieved. A pair of deep black pupils couldn't help showing a hint of softness at this time, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"It's okay, just a little blood."

He spoke in an unusually soft voice. To him, it was really just a little blood, and he generally ignored this wound, it didn't matter whether it was bandaged or not.

"Okay." Feng Jiu said, glanced at his wrist with satisfaction, and took a step back.

The Hell Lord's gaze moved away from her, and when it landed on her bandaged wrist, the corner of his mouth twitched.

It doesn't matter if you use a red cloth strip, you can see that the cloth strip is torn from her red clothes, but why do you have to tie a big bow? So conspicuous, for fear that others won't see it?