I heard that he will die soon

One day, Gui Fei, the leader of the Demon Cult who had made everyone in the world fearful, finished his practice. He was bored and decided to go down the mountain to see his property.

The leader looked down at something lying on the ground, and found that it was a person in bright red clothes.

It looks beautiful.

male.

not dead.

The judgment is over.

In a flash, the leader raised his leg slightly, and kicked the man's arm that was lying at his feet.

The beauty quickly woke up, her slender and slightly curled eyelashes trembled, and then she opened her eyes.When she wakes up, her delicate porcelain face is radiant like a goddess possessed, her face is like a peach blossom, her eyes are like autumn waves, adding vitality, so beautiful that one can't help but feel a sense of love and affection.

He turned his head slightly and saw the person beside him against the light. He could only see that this person was tall, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

The beauty blinked, feeling cute and cute for no reason, she lay on the ground and asked softly, "Is this near the Devil's Cult?"

The leader lowered his eyes, looked at him silently for a while, and nodded.

He didn't move much, the beauty gently stroked his right chest, and said in a long tone, "Are you a member of the Devil's Cult?"

The leader still only nodded.

After a while, the beauty quickly sat up, hugged the leader's right calf, raised her head and looked at him pitifully, and said quickly: "Soldier, help me! I have been poisoned by a poison. If you don't enter the devil's religion before dark, you will be killed." To explode and die!"

……

……

After a long time, after the beauty's neck was stiff, the leader said slowly: "Willing martial arts?" His voice was very beautiful, but it was very cold, like a thousand years of ice.

"...No. I have no strength to restrain a chicken, and there is no threat at all!" The beauty was slightly stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied.

The leader looked at him for a while, bent down and picked him up from the ground, without saying a word, Muslim.

It didn't take long for the news that Gui Fei, the leader of the Demon Cult, had a beautiful concubine in red by his side.

The members of the Devil's Cult: Shit, beautiful concubine, that's obviously a man!Waste of mood!

Beauty Yan Qiu: Ah, the first task is so easy to complete. Congratulations, the door is open.

system:……

As far as Yan Qiu is concerned, although the Devil Sect is a member of the Jianghu, it is very easy to find out Yan Qiu's identity.

Although it is said that the Demon Cult has great power and numerous news channels, in fact, Yan Qiu's identity can be easily obtained by giving his name.

For example, the number one beauty in Jin.

Knowing that the world-renowned number one beauty was brought back by the leader, many members of the congregation became curious and rushed to the medicine hall to watch the excitement, and then they were all kicked out by the owner of the medicine hall, Xue Qian.

I'm busy treating illnesses and saving lives, so why bother.

The Devil's Cult is far away from the capital. Although I don't understand how Yan Qiu, who lives in the capital, came to the Devil's Sect, but the leader ordered Xue Qian to heal his wounds, Xue Qian naturally obeyed the order.

"Mr. Yan, I'm just trying to see if I can temporarily seal the poison in your body with a silver needle." Xue Qian, who usually gets along with a group of big men on weekdays, was a little soft-hearted, and her tone was softer than the beauty looked at him so pitifully. She was much gentler on weekdays, "You don't have to worry too much, it doesn't hurt."

Yan Qiu glanced at his tightly bound hands, then at the drug boy who was pressing on his legs to prevent him from moving around, and then turned his accusing eyes to Xue Qian.

When the leader brought him here, he felt that Yan Qiu was too noisy, so he directly touched his acupoints, but now Yan Qiu can't open his mouth.Fortunately, his star eyes are very agile, and he can talk, so Xue Qian can easily understand his meaning.

Holding a silver needle, Xue Qian slowly roasted it on the candlelight, soothing her mouth: "This is just in case, Mr. Yan, don't worry, if something happens, I will ask the leader to pick a good place for you to bury it." Understand."

Yan Qiu's eyes burst into tears immediately, and he was about to cry, but at the end he bit his lip, turned his head away, and closed his eyes.

Xue Qian only thought that he had accepted his fate, sighed inwardly, with a slight smile on his lips, and began to administer the needles.

When Yan Qiu was brought in by the leader, he had a sword wound on his right chest, the wound had burst open, and the bleeding had stopped now.

But the most fatal thing was not the sword wound, but the poison in Yan Qiu's body.

'Seven Days', the secret medicine in the palace, ranks first among the eight strange poisons, and it has been handed down for hundreds of years and no one has been able to solve it.As the name suggests, poison means death in seven days. Although Xue Qian is smiling, she is only doing her best at the moment. Whether she can save Yan Qiu depends entirely on the destiny.

As a doctor, Xue Qian didn't need to take his pulse, he could tell that Yan Qiu was a man just by looking at his body shape. Although he was a little surprised, his face was calm.For a man to be so beautiful, with a face as good as a girl's, it's really... Xue Qian couldn't help but think of the leader's appearance when he was a child.

However, when she found out that Yan Qiu was the one who stomped on the name of the most beautiful woman in the Jianghu, Xue Qian couldn't help but look at him more. Autumn is indeed very beautiful.

Gathering his mind, Xue Qian began to administer the needles, concentrating on worrying that a slight mistake would directly kill Yan Qiu.Little did he know that Yan Qiu himself was not nervous at all, and still had time to chat with the voice in his head.

One day ago, Yan Qiu learned of the fact that he had a strange poison from the imperial doctor, but the group of imperial doctors actually said that none of them knew what the poison was.

He was injured and poisoned when the fourth prince was assassinated and he helped the fourth prince block the sword under the chaos.

It's just a disaster, and I feel very heartbroken when I think about it.It was such an accident that he almost lost his life.

The reason why it was almost said was because a voice claiming to be a system suddenly appeared in Yan Qiu's mind in the middle of the night yesterday, saying that it could save him.

This self-proclaimed system person said a total of five sentences when he appeared on the stage, and then sent Yan Qiu to the foot of the Demon Sect Mountain the next day out of thin air.

System: "You still have seven days to live, bind me and I can give you ten years to detoxify."

System: "After binding, you will be invulnerable to all poisons."

System: "This place is full of dangers, your first task is to leave here and go to a safe place to recuperate."

System: "As long as you accumulate 99999 points of merit, I can give you the medicine to cure all kinds of poisons."

System: "I have found the safest place for you, you can go anytime."

Then Yan Qiu agreed.

So there is the scene of today's daytime, and the scene of the present.

The 'seven days' poison only lasted for seven days, and it was impossible to wait for Yan Qiu's wound to heal, Xue Qian just did his best.

However, this is only the best effort and has no effect.

As for Yan Qiu, he didn't know what kind of poison he was poisoned, it was a fatal poison anyway, and the name didn't matter.

Two hours later, Yan Qiu was drenched in sweat, and turned his head to look at the moonlight outside the window, looking hopeless.

Seeing that he was pitiful, Xue Qian softened for a moment and released his dumb acupoint.

Before he could open his mouth, Yan Qiu said, "Brother, it's been hard work, but I'm so hungry, can you bring me a plate of thirteen-flavored roast duck? Ah, a jug of wine would be even better!"

Xue Qian: "..."

The voice is nice, crisp and melodious, brisk and clear, that's the tone... how does it sound like the group of big and three thick guys in the church?

The portrait of a beauty in Xue Qian's mind shattered to pieces.

Yan Qiu, who was handsome on the outside and rough on the inside, continued: "Also, I'm sweating all over, can I take a bath?"

Xue Qian: "...I'll make arrangements."