Duanmu Yawang came closer, and heard Ma Luyao coldly kill the emperor: "It's useless for me to kneel down. The auction is over! Also, today’s thing, I hope it will not happen again, if there is another time. ..."

"You promised to meet all my requirements." The emperor's voice was very gloomy, and there was a warning in his voice.

Maluyao was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Another subordinate next to Ma Luyao is in the guise of the fox: "Emperor kills, you must not know what is good and what is wrong, what is called all the conditions, no matter what is the situation, five million gold ingots, is this a small amount of money, you actually just bid the price? Besides, the black impermanence looks very evil, what use do you want it? Are you afraid of dying faster if you want it?"

Emperor Sha slightly raised his head, and the uninhibited eyes that looked at the person didn't have a hint of warmth, "Looking for death?"

The man shuddered as soon as he heard it, and he dared not speak again.

Ma Luyao saw the Emperor Killing like this, his eyes flashed with appreciation, but he still coldly warned: "Impermanence is black, it can't be auctioned anyway. Just do whatever you like, but don't forget your original vows. !"

After that, no matter what reaction the Emperor Killer had, he just flicked his sleeves and left.

The people around Maluyao glanced at Emperor Sha in disdain, and followed.

The Emperor Killer, still kneeling aside, cast his eyes down to wonder what he was thinking.

"Master, he seems to want that black impermanence very much." Xiao Bailu looked at it and couldn't help but interject: "Also, after hearing what Master Ru said, he seems to have always wanted all kinds of medicine. This is Why? Is he actually sick?"

Duan Muya glanced at him, just as he was about to tell him not to be nosy, he saw a small figure walking to the emperor's side.

It looked like a child, Mo about six or seven years old, about the height of her waist, wearing a very large black cloak similar to hers, and wrapped his body tightly.

Duanmu Yawang wore the cloak, and his hands were still exposed, but unlike Duanmu Yawang, he did not wear gloves on his small hands. Instead, he used layers of black cloth to firmly wrap his hands, leaving no trace of skin on him. Did not show up.

Seeing those two small hands, Duanmu Yawang immediately thought of the woman who had bound feet in the feudal era in her previous life, and she frowned.

Also, the child seemed to be very weak and his breathing was heavy. Duanmu Yawang stood aside, far away from him, and could still feel his heavy breathing.

Listening to the breathing, Duanmu Yawang uncontrollably thought of the fish that was slapped ashore by the sea, breathing weakly and dying.

The little figure came to Di Sha's side, and his two small hands gently pulled the kneeling Di Sha, as if to pull him up.

As soon as he saw the little figure, Emperor Killer stood up immediately with a cold voice: "Why did you run out?"

"Ahem!"

The little figure seemed to want to talk, but when she opened her mouth, she coughed up. The little figure trembled like dead leaves on the tree, looking very uncomfortable.

Moreover, as soon as he coughed, Duanmu Yawang smelled a very unpleasant, extremely stench of blood.

This kind of stench of blood is only available to people who are chronically ill and seriously ill.

The two children in the medical system also smelled the **** smell, and frowned.

Little Bailu curled his eyebrows: "Master, this little kid, is there any injury on his body?"

"The specifics are not quite clear. I didn't give him a pulse or check his body. Where can I find out? However, just by listening to his breathing, you know that every organ in his body is very weak." Duanmu Yawang said. , I saw that the little figure was carefully picked up by the emperor.

"Ahem~" The child struggled feebly, his voice hoarse: "Brother, it hurts..."

When the emperor heard this, remembering something, he hurriedly put him down, and quickly asked: "Okay, is it better?"

"Ahem, okay, it's better..."

In fact, the child's voice is not as simple as hoarse, but very unpleasant, as if his throat has been severely injured, and it is so rough that it does not sound like a child's voice at all, but rather like the voice of an old man who has been breathing for a long time.

"Also, is it still painful?"

Emperor Killer was also a person who didn't know how to express. Seeing the little man twitching, he didn't know where to swing his hands and feet, and the voice of the child was very trembling.

"Ahem~"

The child couldn't answer, he kept coughing over his chest.

"He is in pain." Huo Fei bit his lip lightly and said softly, "Moreover, he seems to be very fragile."

Little Bailu bit his finger, his eyes filled with tears, "Fei Fei, you also think he is so pitiful, right."

Huo Fei frowned as he watched the tears in Mengmeng's big eyes, and silently reached out and wiped him.

Little Bailu blinked, "Fei Fei, Xiaoye's tears are very valuable, don't wipe them, keep them for the master to make medicine."

When Huo Fei heard it, he immediately retracted his hand, oh, quietly, and said: "Then you can cry longer and shed more tears."

"Wow~"

Little Bailu immediately flattened his mouth one day and burst into tears: "Fei Fei, how can you be so bad to me?"

Huo Fei: "..."

Duanmu Yawang couldn't hear or laugh, and when he was about to speak, he heard Emperor Sha whispering to the child: "Let's go back."

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

The child was still covering his lips and coughing all the time. When he heard the sound, he was more and more painful, and he was so painful that he could not speak at all. Then, his body trembled so much that he was crumbling, and he could fall down at any time!

The Emperor looked at it and wanted to stretch out his hand to help the child, but thought of something, and then retracted his hand.

It seemed that holding him was an extremely painful thing for him.

"Ahem!"

The child coughed several times, puffed out a mouthful of blood, then shook his body a few times, and fell down as soon as his legs became weak.

It seems to have passed out.

"Xiao Li!"

When Emperor Killer saw it, he didn't care about anything. He hurriedly reached out to catch the child, picked up the child and was about to leave, but at this moment, he felt that there was another person beside him.

His eyes were cold, and he looked to one side coldly, and suddenly realized that this person was the same person he saw when he was in the VIP room, and that she was dressed very similar to Xiao Li.

Even so, the eyes of Emperor Killer were still cold, warning: "Get out if you don't want to die!"

Duan Muya didn't say a word, and of course she didn't roll. She stretched out her hand and gently touched the skinny little hand, giving the child a pulse gently. With this pulse, Duanmu Yawang's brows were tightly twisted.

Emperor Killer wore a mask, which made his face unclear, but his eyes looked at Duanmu Yawang, he wanted to shred her body into pieces!

Duanmu Yawang held the little hand unchanged, and said coldly: "If you don't want him to die, you'd better not kill me." After that, she reached into the medical system without a trace and picked a bottle of medicine from it. Come out, pour a medicine out of it, and open the cloak to give the child medicine.