The First Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty-Eight Chapters, the Prosperous Woman, Do You Wear Books? (Eighty-Five)

Ranbai patted Ye Yanhan's beautiful shoulder line, got up, and had a charming temperament.

She walked out at a leisurely pace, Luo Xining gritted her teeth and followed.

"I can save you." Luo Xining took a deep breath, adjusted her mentality, and stared at Ranbai, "I don't need you to kneel down and beg me, as long as you speak, let me save you, That way, you can live."

This makes the condition not excessive.

Luo Xining felt that Jiu Bai would definitely agree.

"Didn't I tell you?" Ranbai stood sideways at the pavilion and gave Luo Xining a strange look, "Did I let you save it?"

Luo Xining: "..."

Luo Xining grew up so big, and it was the first time he saw such a person.

I don't want to live, I want to die.

"Jiu Bai! You just want to die that much?" Luo Xining was so angry that she pretended not to care, even more annoyed.

"Yeah." Ranbai thought for a moment and nodded solemnly.

After a pause, Ranbai said, "That's how I want to die."

"System, can you cure Jiu Bai's disease directly now?" Luo Xining asked.

"Unless the mission objectives cooperate, there is no forced treatment." System No. 13 replied indifferently.

Luo Xining became more and more anxious.

Anyone can die now, but only Jiu Bai can't die!

Only one day left, one day...

The clock seemed to appear in front of Luo Xining's eyes, and the pressure of time almost made Luo Xining irritable.

"I don't want you to beg me! Come on, you agree now, and I'll treat you directly!" Luo Xining took another step back, only begging for treatment for dyeing white.

The guards who followed Luo Xining looked at this scene with a strange expression, what's the matter?

Before the Fourth Prince and the Seventh Prince had conflicts, everyone knew.

Logically speaking,

The sick man and the healer...

Did you get the wrong script?

How to become a healer and beg a sick man to heal?

Is it difficult,

Is this the special hobby of the Fourth Prince?

"I said, I don't want to heal." Dyeing a serious face.

Luo Xining: "..."

"I won't let you beg me, I'm willing to treat you, can't you?" Luo Xining stared at Dianbai and asked.

"But I just don't want to.

"Yanbai still has a serious face.

Luo Xining's throat was dry, and she persuaded bitterly, but she hated the dye in her heart, "You only have one day left, how long can you survive? Rather than die, let me treat you. "

Ranbai squinted his eyes, chuckled lightly, stared at Luo Xining with his dark pupils, and said calmly, "You know what? You and I can say yes, you hate me very much, I You are very poisonous, you should be happy, and even expect me to die."

"But." Ranbai turned around and pointed at Luo Xining, "You don't, on the contrary, you are very anxious, you want to save me, from the very beginning, you asked me to kneel down and beg you to be at a loss now. Don't ask for anything but save me."

"But you didn't do it willingly. After all, you hate me so much, but you insist on saving me." Looking at Luo Xining's changing face, Dianbai chuckled softly, and said in a very soft voice, "Why? Because ah, I When you die, you will never feel better. There are interests involved here, you must save me for your own sake."

The tone of the dyed white is very light, like the sound of spring water.

"You—" Luo Xining stared at Ranbai, his mind was in chaos.

When did Jiu Bai see it? How could Jiu Bai know? what is this?

Numerous questions filled Luo Xining's mind.