The Talented Doctor

Also entangled by the red silk thread, there is also the scarlet golden blood leopard that grabbed the little golden dragon and was about to swallow it in his abdomen. It was just as painful, its body twisted and torn, but it couldn't groan.

The next moment, there were two loud bangs, and the Scarlet Golden Blood Leopard exploded, and the flesh and blood shattered all over the place, and there was no bones left.

The little golden dragon fell to the ground, the dragon's tail moved, and his dim eyes glanced at Xi Yue, then his head tilted and passed out.

Xi Yue couldn't care about anything else at this time, pushed away the power that restrained him, and rushed to Xiao Jinlong in three or two steps and hugged it.

The little golden dragon was covered in blood and scarred, but he could feel his breath and meridians.

At least, it is still alive, and although it is seriously injured, it is not untreatable.

Xi Yue gently stroked Xiao Jinlong's head, and the dragon's horns full of scratches, his expression was relieved and gentle.

Then the little golden dragon was sent into the space.

After entering the mirage, Xi Yue found out that she was in contact with Dandan and Little Red Bird in Xumi Space.

However, by connecting with Ziming Youluo's soul, she was sure that the little guys were all well in the space.

Moreover, there is no problem with the space, she can still send things over and take out dead objects, such as the Lishui sword. But there was no way to hide in the space, nor to let Xiao Hong and the others come out to help.

But at this moment, it is okay to send the little golden dragon into the space and let Dandan and the others heal it.

It was ensured that the little golden dragon was still alive, and there was no serious problem, except that he was in a coma, and Xi Yue was a little relieved.

But only slightly, only slightly.

She slowly turned around, her gaze fell not far away, and the figure of a man in red was reflected in her eyes.

It was a long young man with a red coat like blood, stumbling down, obviously in such a bright and warm color, but it always gave people a dark and ruinous taste when worn on him.

The man wears a mask on his face, and his long black hair is unfettered, scattered like ink-colored silk and satin, lining the exposed hands, looking so breathtaking.

Yes, the man has a pair of perfect hands, but they can attract everyone's attention if they hang quietly like that.

White, slender, and well-proportioned joints. In modern times, only the most perfect pianist and the best surgeon can have such perfect hands.

However, this is not the first time Xi Yue has seen such a pair of hands.

Although once she saw these hands, they were smaller, greener and younger.

Xi Yue took a deep breath, and suppressed the astringent anger, panic, disappointment, unwillingness, and even hatred that rushed to his throat, and calmly said: "Since the great priest of the gods has already appeared, Why conceal your head and show your tail?"

Her voice was very calm, her eyes fell on the opposite man for a moment, her eyes did not fluctuate at all, only a low, trembling voice, which revealed the turbulent waves in her heart.

The man in red on the opposite side looked at her in silence for a while, and finally slowly said the first sentence in front of Xi Yue, "Since this is your wish, Xi Yue, I shall be satisfied."

The man's voice is lazy and elegant, as if the strings of a cello are gently fluctuating, which can easily pluck people's hearts.

However, Xi Yue listened to this sweet and smiling voice, but only felt that his heart was sinking little by little.