"How long are you two planning to stand there?" The loud whispering, as if they were alone, annoyed Mu Jiling the more they talked.
"Lord Purple Guard indeed has sharp ears. We just arrived and you already noticed us."
Fox San walked out with a grin and peeked at Mu Jiling, his face turned pale with shock, "Oh my, Lord Purple Guard, you are severely injured. Quickly remove your clothes. I'm pretty good with needle and thread. I can mend it so you can wear them again."
As he walked, Lu Bei shook his head. No wonder Fox San didn't allow him to take a lick. It turns out he wanted to lick for himself.
Disgusting!
"Get off, don't touch me."
Seeing Fox San's creepy expression while rubbing his hands and wriggling his butt, Mu Jiling glared at him.
Without making any visible movements, colorless flames sprinkled from her wounded arm, and within a moment, her injured arm was moving freely again.
What a nice fire of a pill.
