บท 899: Blood-sealing throat poison

Towards the end, Lan Xiao only felt a dull pain in his heart.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't help but lower her eyes.

Her eyes were fixed on the pale-faced Wen Muchu.

"Without him, everything is gone. Ye Yan, can you understand my feelings?"

Ye Yan was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he sighed softly.

The sigh was so soft that it was almost inaudible ...

[ don't worry, he won't die. You're still fated with him, so you won't die. [ since you insist on saving him, I'll be Frank. ]

Lan Xiao held his breath and listened, waiting for Ye Yan to continue.

After pausing for a moment, Ye Yan's voice carried a trace of heaviness as he slowly said.

[ although I can't immediately cure the poison in his body, I can find a way to suppress the spread of the poison. [ originally, after being poisoned by the lethal poison, his life could only last for about two hours. ]