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117. Chapter 117 Please enter the urn

At the same time, when Lian was taking the pulse, she found that there was a wisp of light toxin in Xiaoli's body.

This poison is mixed into the blood, making people difficult to detect. No wonder those medical immortals ignored this point, which led to Xiaoli being critically ill again.

After a few points, Lian can judge that the person who hurt Xiaoli knows each other and is very familiar with each other.

"No matter who this person is, when it is found out, I must let her/he suffer a hundred times of pain! I will ask someone to investigate thoroughly now and I will definitely find that person!" Bai Yin clenched his fists and said angrily.

Lian disagreed with Bai Yin’s approach, “You can only be a warning to the snake.”

Bai Yin lowered his eyes and lost his mind for a moment.

He thought that he might be the most failed king among the dragon clan kings.

If the father had not been missing and had not found his whereabouts yet, he would not have been willing to take up the throne.

What Bai Yin wants is a free and easy life, just like following his master and traveling around every corner of Mukal.

"Since I recommend you to be the leader of the Dragon Clan, you have the ability to sit in this position. Don't think too much about the others." Bai Yin's thoughts and Lian couldn't understand why.

"I understand." Bai Yin nodded, and in front of Lian, he was always like an ungrown child.

Seeing this, Lian couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Bai Yin's mind is pure. Even though he has experienced so many hardships, it still has not affected his simplicity. This is really commendable.

But it is precisely this innocence that has caused Bai Yin to suffer from varying degrees of hardships again and again.

"Don't reveal Xiaoli's injuries for the time being! You can just say that they are critically ill. You can leave the others to me." Lian had already made some plans in her heart.

...

It was late at night when I came out of the Dragon Palace and arrived at the Qingfeng Cave.

Lian hid her figure and quietly entered the cave.

When I raised my eyes, I saw the soft voice sitting cross-legged, holding a book, reading aloud.

The bonfire was still burning four times, and it surrounded her.

Seeing that the young disciple was so attentive, Lian couldn't help but smile knowingly.

This is the third day, and in another twenty-seven days, the young disciple can go out from here, and the blood demon spirit is frozen, so he, the master, doesn't have to worry too much.

Just as I was thinking, the sound of reading aloud was getting smaller and smaller.

The black and white eyes slowly closed, and leaned down and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the four burning bonfires were all extinguished at this moment.

Lian has long been in a golden body and has no sense of the cold and heat. Seeing this scene, she only knows that the cold air has entered Qingyin's body.

She was weak and could not withstand the invasion of the cold. She fainted from the cold just like the last two times.

In the air, a sigh broke the quiet night.

Lian showed up, started to move forward, half-squatted down, took away the book Qingyin held in her hand, and threw it casually. The book actually flew to the shelf behind and was automatically arranged neatly.

He held Qingyin in his arms, stood up, and walked towards the stone ice couch with white light.

He gently put down the little man in his arms. Lian was about to put down the two little hands, but found that the two little hands had circled his neck at some point.

Lian was stunned, lowered her eyes and looked down, and what came to her was the smiling face of the little disciple.
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