Little master, little master, you are bleeding!!

This cry woke up everyone inside and outside the space.

The little phoenix, the evil sword and Huang Huang all screamed anxiously and ran around in the space.

Qihuang frowned, pulled Xiaobao aside, and looked him up and down, his eyes becoming more and more suspicious.

Only the Golden Crow Fire Spirit gloated and watched the excitement.

That’s right! You guys bullied me together in the beginning, and now you’re getting retribution.

Xiaobao wiped the blood off his face and said softly: "Brother Qihuang, don't worry, I'm fine. Maybe I just practiced too much during this period and am a little tired."

Qihuang instinctively said arrogantly: "Who is worried about you? I just don't want to see you dirtying my space."

But then, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

No matter how you look at it, there is no sign of injury on Xiaobao's body.

There are no unusual energy fluctuations.

Everything is business as usual.

But that’s what’s weird!

Because this is already the third time Xiaobao has had a nosebleed.

How can a person keep having nosebleeds for no reason?

There must be something weird about it.

Qihuang said with a cold face: "Did you eat something randomly during this period and got poisoned?"

Xiaobao shook his head blankly.

However, the rabbit meat that Li Weiran gave him that he ate in the cave three days ago came to mind unconsciously.

The little hands clenched slightly for a moment, then quickly let go.

Xiaobao grabbed Qihuang's hand and said, "Brother Qihuang, please don't tell mother about my nosebleed again, okay? I'm afraid that mother will be worried."

Qihuang raised his eyebrows and wanted to curse, "Why should I help you keep this secret?"

But looking at Xiaobao's big watery eyes, he still swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. I'm not a big talker."

Humph, he is not soft-hearted towards this brat, so why did he agree to it?

Xiaobao warned the little ones a few more times, and even threatened the Golden Crow Fire Spirit, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he lay down to sleep again, his little body still curled up uneasily.

…

Two days later, Zhou Zishun ordered someone to deliver specially tailored winter clothes.

A large part of them are Xiaobao's clothes.

It looks exquisite and cute, and Muyan can't put it down.

But Xiaobao on the side was a little absent-minded.

It was warm in the room, and my little face was flushed, healthy and energetic.

But those originally crystal clear ice-blue eyes seemed to have lost their luster, becoming dim and silent.

"Xiaobao, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Muyan finally discovered something was wrong with him.

Xiaobao forced a smile: "Mom, I'm fine, but these clothes are too many, I don't need..."

The words are not finished yet.

He felt some warm liquid spurting out of his nose.

No, not just the nose, but also the eyes, mouth, and ears.

In an instant, the blood in the body seemed to be drained quickly.

And his body became cold and stiff.

"Xiaobao——!!"

Muyan was horrified and hugged Xiaobao, who was slowly falling down, "Xiaobao, don't scare mother!"

Xiaobao opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Muyan. He used all his strength with his little hands to grab the skirt of her clothes: "Mother, I...am I going to die?"

"No!" Muyan gritted her teeth and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Xiaobao will live a long, happy and healthy life, and my mother will never let you die."
Chapter completed!