The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

Luo Qianmo's mind was still on that purple halo. He only reacted when he heard Fang Qingyou's voice. He spun the long sword in his hand and thrust it relentlessly toward the Gu King's crown.

The Gu King seemed to be stunned by the purple halo, standing there blankly until Luo Qianmo's longsword pierced its head, at which point it came to its senses.

"Agh—" The Gu King screamed miserably, and like a punctured water bag, a spurt of dark red blood gushed out from his entire body.

Luo Qianmo's eyes narrowed, and he swiftly pulled the longsword out of the Gu King's head, while simultaneously pulling his left arm out of the blade-like forelimb.

His face suddenly turned deathly pale, yet he continued to retreat.

Then he landed, picked up Fang Qingyou who had been lying on the ground for a long time without getting up, and led her quickly towards a stone chamber a few steps away.

Perhaps heaven has not forsaken them; this stone chamber they stumbled upon might be their only way out.

As the Gu King struggled in its death throes, it saw that the culprit who had harmed it had escaped, and in a fit of rage, it charged toward the departing figure.

"Bang—" However, almost as soon as the Gu King rushed out of the stone chamber, the door suddenly closed, shutting him out.

"Awooo—" the Gu King roared angrily, blood spurting from his body.

Ultimately, anger seemed to turn into pain, and the Gu King curled up in agony, eventually turning into a pool of foul blood.

"Bang! Bang! Bang -"

As the Gu King writhed in agony, a coffin with a fanged demon mask carved on its lid kept banging, as if something inside was constantly trembling.

The fanged masked figures surrounding him were terrified.

If Fang Qingyou and Luo Qianmo could see this scene, they would find that a person's body was shaking violently as if being electrocuted.

The person wore a blue fang mask and was none other than the Fang Lord.

Only when the Gu King turned into a pool of foul blood did the Fang Lord stop trembling. At the same time, his body lay motionless in the coffin as if he had lost all life, as if he were dead.

On the other side, inside a large stone chamber.

Fang Qingyou sprinkled various medicinal powders on Luo Qianmo's wounds to detoxify him, her hands trembling involuntarily.

Even she herself didn't know whether it was because of physical pain or because of worry about the man in front of her.

"Don't be afraid, Youyou, I'm fine."

Luo Qianmo was fine when she didn't speak, but as soon as she did, her eyes suddenly turned red.

This foolish man's face was so pale it was almost transparent, his entire arm was a dark bluish-black, and the blood flowing from it was a thick, dark color, yet he was still comforting himself that he was alright.

Doesn't she know whether he's in trouble or not?

Fang Qingyou bit her lip hard until it bled, and a sweet, metallic taste spread between her teeth before her trembling hands stopped.

She kept giving Luo Qianmo medicine, using more than a dozen antidotes, but his arm was still covered in bruises, and his face was getting paler and paler.

The bruises continued to spread, and she even saw the poison flowing into his blood vessels.

"Luo Qianmo, hang in there, I'll try to use acupuncture to detoxify you."

Fang Qingyou gritted her teeth and quickly performed acupuncture on Luo Qianmo.

However, his condition did not improve at all after the injections were stopped.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly. She had tested this acupuncture technique on Ling Feng more than once, and it was very effective in removing Gu poison. But why didn't it work on Luo Qianmo?

Is it because the poison of this Gu King is stronger and more domineering?

The poison seemed to have adhered to Luo Qianmo's body.

Suddenly, an idea came to mind, and a glimmer of light appeared in those eyes that were filled with worry and panic.

Fang Qingyou pursed her lips, bent down, and tried to suck out the poison from Luo Qianmo's body, but before she could even put her mouth to his wound, her head was blocked by a hand.

"Youyou, what are you doing?"

Before she could answer, Luo Qianmo's lips curled into a wicked smile: "Youyou, I really like it when you kiss me, but could we save this opportunity for next time? I'm not ready this time. Also, if you want to kiss me, why not somewhere else? Why your arm?"

Her expression seemed to contain joy, shyness, and doubt.

Fang Qingyou's emotions, which she had finally managed to calm down, instantly became chaotic.

Was she kissing him? What does his shy expression mean?

However, if he believes that kissing her will cure him of his poison, then she might as well reluctantly admit it.

Fang Qingyou's face instantly lit up with a smile, a hint of shyness at having her thoughts exposed: "Luo Qianmo, I really do want to kiss you, but I don't know if that's alright?"

Saying the word "dear" felt incredibly awkward; it was clearly a lie, yet her face still flushed bright red.

"Okay." Luo Qianmo's smile widened, and paired with his pale face, it gave him a sickly beauty with a unique allure.

Just as Fang Qingyou was about to take another bite, he pointed to her pale, thin lips: "Youyou, if you want to kiss, kiss here."

Fang Qingyou felt she had been teased and was about to get angry when she saw Luo Qianmo's figure suddenly sway and his expression change instantly. She quickly caught him as he almost fell over: "Luo Qianmo, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Even though his body was so weak that he had no strength left, and it was as if all his weight was on her, he still said he was fine.

Since he has no strength...

A glint of light flashed in Fang Qingyou's eyes before she directly bit into the wound on Luo Qianmo's arm.

Unexpectedly, the man, who was initially weak, suddenly swept his arm and sent her flying several meters away.

Another trickle of blood spilled from Fang Qingyou's lips, and her face turned as pale as paper.

The blow the Gu King delivered earlier nearly shattered her bones, and this second blow from Luo Qianmo made her feel like she was about to be killed.

Fang Qingyou tried to get up from the ground, but the immense pain made her body tremble like an old woman. She shook unsteadily for a long time before finally lying on the ground.

“Youyou…” Luo Qianmo’s expression changed instantly, his eyes filled with heartache and self-blame.

He naturally realized that Fang Qingyou's purpose was to suck the poison out of his body, so how could he let her do that?

The Gu King's poison is so potent that she will inevitably be poisoned as well.

However, he was only thinking about stopping her, and did not expect that he would throw her down.

Fang Qingyou heard Luo Qianmo's regretful voice, but her mind was not on him at the moment...