Xiao Qilin is her younger brother, and they have a very deep relationship.
Besides, the endless abyss is not a good place.
If there was no little Qilin to guard them, God knows what these extremely vicious guys would do.
Soon, Ye Qingli picked up the medicine box and followed the two prime ministers to the Palace of God. ..
At this time, little Qilin was lying on the couch, his face pale and unconscious.
Ye Qingli stepped forward and touched its wrist with his hand, and his expression suddenly changed.
"How long has it been?"
"After the little god had a meal in the morning, he suddenly fell into coma and had a high fever that wouldn't go away."
The maid next to her said tremblingly.
Ye Qingli tried its forehead with his hand.
The tentacles are so hot that they can almost bake eggs.
The Qilin clan is the descendant of the mythical beast and has a strong body, but it is not an option to keep burning like this.
Moreover, when Ye Qingli checked its pulse just now, he found that the true energy in its body was raging, constantly impacting its meridians.
Because the little Qilin is too young, its meridians simply cannot bear it.
If this continues, it will surely die.
Behind her, there were the protectors of Shenzhuyu, the ten major lords, and the two prime ministers Turtle and Crane.
Each one's gaze seems to be different.
Ye Qingli's whole body couldn't help but tighten.
This Shenzhu Valley does not seem to be as monolithic as it appears.
When little Qilin is normal, everything is naturally fine.
But...what if something happens to it?
Everyone's eyes were complicated, but they all looked at her.
She suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
"Miss Ye?"
Prime Minister He spoke.
"What's going on with the little Lord God?"
There were whispers among the herd.
"Isn't it the legendary curse?"
One of the lords whispered.
"Yes, according to legend, every god-lord will be cursed. Some god-lords can soar into the sky and their strength increases greatly after they can bear it. But there are also some who cannot bear it and fall."
"However, the previous God Lord would not encounter the curse until at least ten thousand years later, and the little God Lord is so young..."
"Sigh, those adult divine masters in the past might not be able to handle it. I think the young divine master might be in danger this time."
"If the little God Lord cannot survive this time and the position of God Lord is in vain..."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange.
Some people looked at Ye Qingli and began to look unkind.
Prime Minister He took a step forward and looked at Ye Qingli.
Eyes flashing fiercely.
"Miss Ye, how is the situation?"
"Can the little Lord God be saved?"
In its anxiety, it reached out and grabbed Ye Qingli's arm.
However, its claws had not yet touched Ye Qingli's wrist.
It has been grabbed by a big hand.
At the same time, a steady voice came.
"What are you anxious about?"
This voice, as majestic and thick as a mountain, made Ye Qingli's heart immediately calm down.
She glanced back.
Jun Aohan's tall figure, like a mountain, stood behind her.
Blocking her from all unkind eyes.
"Thanks."
She whispered.
"Why thank you."
Jun Aohan's voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.
"You are my personal maid."
"Even if I am bullied, it can only be me."
Ye Qingli was furious!
This guy!
She didn't know when Lord Ghost Face, who was decisive in killing and serious in speaking, turned into such a rogue.
