章節 898: Chapter 898 He... Kills Chickens?!_1

"You don't know the half of it, hurry up and cook, I'm starving."

Lin Caisang saw his silly appearance, chuckled, shook her head, and took out three eggs from her small shoulder bag to hand to him.

"Boil the eggs for your master to eat."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Zhe Jue promptly nodded and went to boil the eggs first.

"What are you talking about?"

Ya Molian came over from the other side, glanced at the eggs and dried vegetables in Zhe Jue's hands, and asked.

"It's nothing."

Lin Caisang took his hand in hers and placed her other hand on his wrist to check his pulse.

"The cold has entered your body, your health is really... "

She frowned lightly and couldn't help starting to worry about Ya Molian, thinking that after just a bit of walking, his condition had deteriorated like this. It seemed that even a man with great martial skills couldn't withstand the torment of poison.