Chapter 679 The Beautiful, Powerful and Miserable Devil Kidnapped the Little Fairy From Yaowang Valley

Luo Shui slipped into Nangong Jue's arms, stretched out his arms to hug his waist, and closed his eyes.

A smile overflowed from Nangong Jue's eyes, and he stroked her smooth long hair with his hand, feeling calm in his heart.

In a quiet wooden house, the moonlight outside the window, accompanied by the candlelight inside, shines on the two people on the bed, creating a warm picture.

In the second half of the night, Luo Shui, who was sleeping deeply, suddenly heard a muffled groan coming from her side, and she woke up immediately.

"Nangong Jue, what's wrong with you?"

She sat up and touched the man's face.

Nangong Jue's face was pale and he was sweating a lot. He seemed to be in some kind of nightmare. His body was shaking, his lips were bright red, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Luo Shui couldn't see his appearance and felt that he was sweating a lot.

My heart tightened and I quickly felt his pulse.

His pulse was strange, and his body seemed to be poisonous, but it was suppressed by internal forces.

Luoshui looked deep in thought. She had checked Nangong Jue's pulse before and found no poison in his body.

I'm afraid it's not that the poison is deeply hidden and difficult to diagnose when it doesn't attack. Now that it can be diagnosed, is it because the poison just broke out a few days ago and didn't completely disappear, so she discovered it?

Apart from this explanation, there is no other explanation.

With the knowledge in mind, Luo Shui began to think about how to detoxify the poison. The poison was very evil and weird and should have been created by Cheng Yanlan.

Thinking of that sinister woman, she felt very uncomfortable.

When I thought about the blood of that person on my body, I felt even more indescribable.

Luo Shui found the silver needle in the dark and inserted a few needles into several large points on Nangong Jue's body.

Acupuncture and pulse diagnosis are like being engraved deep in her soul to her. She can do it with her eyes closed, and she is not worried about making the wrong acupuncture.

After a few injections, the man slept more peacefully.

Afraid that Nangong Jue might feel uncomfortable, Luo Shui took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face and neck. After taking care of it, he hugged him, patted his shoulders and back gently, and closed his eyes again.

The next day, when Nangong Jue woke up, the sun was shining brightly.

He looked a little dazed, and he hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.

Noticing the shallow breathing in his ears, Nangong Jue lowered his head, and a beautiful face appeared in his eyes.

She is very well-behaved and soft. She is not as cold as when she wakes up when she sleeps. Her long eyelashes rest on her eyelids, her lips are rosy and attractive, and her face has a faint blush. She looks like a red plum covered with white snow. , so beautiful that your heart trembles.

Nangong Jue stretched out his fingertips to touch the slightly invisible scar left at the end of her eye. Thinking of her eyes that she could no longer see, the pain in his heart didn't fade away at all, but only increased.

"Well……"

Luo Shui opened his eyes drowsily and yawned, feeling a little relieved.

Nangong Jue looked down at her and couldn't help but burst out laughing, his chest shaking with laughter.

Luo Shui woke up completely when he heard the man's deep laughter. He accurately grasped his wrist and felt his pulse.

"...The poison has been suppressed again? It's such a weird poison, why can't it be removed?"

Nangong Jue was surprised that Luo Shui had accurately grasped his wrist and felt the pulse. He looked into the woman's eyes, his eyes flickering, but he didn't ask any more questions.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Nangong Jue reached out and hugged Luo Shui into his arms with a smile in his voice.

This poison has long been a part of his body.

Luo Shui lay obediently on his chest, his face pressed against Nangong Jue's slightly exposed piece of warm skin, and his hand gently touched the newly grown stubble on his chin.

"...Cheng Yanlan must have administered the poison! It's been a long time. Have you seen her a long time ago?" Her tone was very sure.