Poisonous Pet World: The War King's Heart-stealing Medical Concubine

These people were all dressed in black night clothes, and their faces were grim, as if they were carved out of thousands of years of ice, which was chilling. The sharp blades they held tightly in their hands flashed with cold light, and under the moonlight, they looked even more eerie and terrifying.

Just from their uniform movements and fierce and brutal techniques, one can tell that these people are undoubtedly professional killers who have undergone long-term and rigorous training.

Jun Feimo stood in front of the crowd. His sharp eyes like an eagle coldly swept over the group of men in black, and an unparalleled majesty emanated from his whole body.

He just shouted in a deep voice: "Kill, leave no one alive!" As he gave the order, the people behind him responded in unison. In an instant, the sound of shouting and killing resounded through the sky, interweaving with the shouts of the men in black, deafening.

For a moment, the entire ruined temple was filled with swords and sabers, and a bloody atmosphere filled the air...

Amid the flashing swords and sabers, dark guards in black tights were seen moving among them like ghosts.

The secret guards were as agile as cheetahs and as quick as lightning, and they wielded the swords in their hands with great vigor and fierceness.

Every time the sword was swung, it brought up a string of dazzling cold light. Wherever it went, the enemies in black fell down like harvested wheat.

Not far away, Jun Feimo stood there quietly, like a cold sculpture.

He watched the bloody fight expressionlessly and coldly, as if everything that was happening before his eyes had already been anticipated and under his control.

At this time, outside the dilapidated temple, black shadows flashed rapidly like ghosts, breaking the tranquility of the night sky. The air was filled with a disgusting and heavy smell of blood, which made people shudder.

However, this fierce battle did not last long. About half an hour later, the surroundings finally returned to calm, leaving only corpses scattered all over the ground. They lay on the ground in a twisted posture, silently telling the world about the thrilling and extremely tragic battle that had just taken place.

Tianyi's face was as cold as ice. Holding a blood-stained sword, he walked steadily to Jun Feimo, knelt on one knee and reported: "Master, these assassins have all been killed."

Jun Feimo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a barely perceptible coldness was revealed in his narrow eyes.

He slowly turned around and cast his gaze at the messy corpses on the ground, his eyes cold and ruthless.

"Clean this place up and don't leave any traces." Jun Feimo ordered calmly.

"Yes!" Tianyi responded respectfully, then stood up, turned and walked towards the corpses, and began to clean up the scene in an orderly manner.

At the same time, Jun Feimo's figure gradually faded into the deep night and soon disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, he quietly appeared in a remote farmyard.

He walked into the room quietly, and in the dim light, his eyes quickly scanned the faintly flickering oil lamp on the table. The flame swayed gently in the breeze, and the dim light reflected his cold and angular face, like a mysterious and charming painting.

Chu Zixi lay limply on the table like a lazy kitten. Jun Feimo's eyes, as deep as a pool of water, stayed on her pretty sleeping face for a moment, then slowly shifted his gaze and looked towards the big bed not far away.

There was a figure lying quietly on the bed. Even without guessing, Jun Feimo knew who it was.

He walked towards Chu Zixi quietly, and when he got close to her, he bent down very gently and carefully held Chu Zixi in his arms.

Jun Feimo held her in his arms and slowly walked out of the room.

After arriving at the next room, he carefully placed Chu Zixi on the bed.

However, at this moment, Chu Zixi seemed to feel something and opened her bright big eyes dazedly.

When she saw Jun Feimo standing quietly beside the bed, she subconsciously asked, "Jun Feimo, you're back, how are you?"

Hearing the voice, Jun Feimo hurriedly sat down beside the bed and replied softly: "Sorry, did I wake Xier up? Don't worry, everything has been taken care of." His voice was low, magnetic and extremely gentle.

Chu Zixi rubbed her eyes, as if trying to sober herself up, and then asked, "Who is so bold as to chase after my cousin and the others?"

Jun Feimo frowned slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and uttered only two words: "Barbarians!"

After saying that, he swiftly took off his coat, then turned over and climbed onto the bed, opening his arms and hugging Chu Zixi tightly.

"Xier, stop thinking about these troubles and have a good sleep." Jun Feimo said as he rubbed the top of Chu Zixi's head with his chin.

"Um"

Jun Feimo gently embraced Chu Zixi into his broad arms, and her delicate body nestled against his chest like a blooming flower.

The warmth and soft touch from her body, like the warmest sunshine in spring, easily penetrated the layers of haze deep in his heart and drove away the bone-chilling coldness without a trace.

When the first ray of dawn pierced the sky and white clouds like fish bellies gradually emerged in the distant east, all living things on the earth seemed to still be immersed in the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of last night. However, Chu Zixi had already opened her lively eyes. She carefully broke free from Jun Feimo's arms, fearing that she would wake up the man next to her.

Then she tiptoed out of bed, got dressed, and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the fire in the stove was burning fiercely, and the dancing flames licked the bottom of the pot, causing the clear water in the copper kettle placed on it to boil happily, constantly making "gurgling" sounds, accompanied by wisps of white steam rising.

'Chu Zixi carefully took out several precious herbs from the space. These herbs exuded a faint fragrance.

She carefully put them into the medicine pot one by one, then stirred them gently with the wooden spoon in her hand, and began to wait patiently for the potion to slowly boil.

As time passed, a strong medicinal aroma gradually wafted out of the medicine jar. This aroma was like an invisible ribbon, slowly spreading throughout the kitchen.

At this moment, a group of well-trained secret guards had quietly climbed up the nearby mountain.

Before long, they successfully captured some fat rabbits, pheasants and other game.