She doesn’t have any relatives here, what should she do?

She is an agent. She grew up in a bloody world. She is naturally smart and calm. Even if she occasionally gets emotional, she is more alert than ordinary people.

If other women encountered this situation, they would be so angry and unwilling that they would vomit blood, or they would feel sorry for themselves and be pessimistic about the world. However, after her grief and anger, she had already begun to calmly consider her future——

Although Yan Chi doesn't have much magic power and is a bit greedy for life and fear of death, he is very scheming and a ruthless character. I'm afraid she won't let her go easily. She will definitely find a way to get rid of this thorn in her side. What will she do?

If I die silently in this prison, I'm afraid there won't even be anyone to ask!

Things in the world are unpredictable. I didn’t expect that I would try my best to cultivate immortality, but this would result in me being in such a dangerous situation!

The pain on her body was painful, but she tried her best to keep herself awake. If she guessed correctly, Yan Chi would probably take action tonight——

She closed her eyes and fell asleep, and there seemed to be some movement outside the cell door. Then the cell door opened, and a person walked in, stopped in front of her, and sighed softly: "Qinglan..."

Luo Qingyu was stunned and looked up. The person standing in front of him was Lan Xiu.

There was a hint of compassion on his handsome face, and he lowered his head slightly: "Qinglan, what do you think? Alas, I really didn't expect that the emperor would be so cruel."

Luo Qingyu didn't expect that he would go into the heavenly prison to visit her. His eyes flashed and he smiled sadly: "It turns out that even the immortals know about it. Qinglan is a failure, isn't she?"

Lan Xiu sighed: "You are too impatient, and you have been quarreling with him over and over again. But the emperor is too ruthless. He doesn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. You are my servant after all, how could he?

How could I use such harsh methods to beat you like this? Come on, let me see your injuries..."

Luo Qingyu moved slightly, avoiding his touch, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "Shangxian, the injury on Qinglan's body is inconvenient."

The injuries on her body were all on her legs and buttocks, so it was really not convenient for a grown man to apply medicine to her.

Lan Xiu was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Qinglan, this stick injury is very serious. You see how much blood you are bleeding. If you don't try to stop it, you may be in danger of your life. It is urgent to obey the authority, but you can't do it yourself."

Smudge, or..."

Luo Qingyu moved again and shook his head stubbornly: "No, Immortal, I have used magic to stop the bleeding. It will be okay..."

Lan Xiu sighed and took out a jar of ointment from his body: "Qinglan, even if your injury is not life-threatening, it will leave scars. You should understand the principle of following emergency situations. Don't worry, I will shut up."

My eyes can’t see.”

Luo Qingyu's eyes dimmed slightly: "Then - okay."

Lan Xiu glanced at her, her face was pale, and there was a faint cold sweat on her forehead, which showed that she was extremely weak...

He sighed softly. Luo Qingyu was lying there, with blood stains from his back to his legs. His clothes and blood scabs were stuck together, and he looked miserable.

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