"Qingrou, be careful!" Ouyang Shuo was shocked, he didn't expect Ding Quan to have such a lethal power now.

Ouyang Shuo didn't want to swing his fist at Ding Quan, so Ding Quan was attracted and let go of Sang Qingrou. Even so, Sang Qingrou was still affected, and blood marks were scratched on her shoulder.

She looked at the hideous wound on her shoulder and gasped in pain. How could she have expected that Ding Quan would be so powerful, she had been immersed in the fact that Ding Quan was still alive just now, and she didn't react at all.

"Be careful!"

Although Ouyang Shuo had no pressure on Shang Ding Quan, it was difficult to completely subdue him. Ding Quan was like crazy like that, she saw that Ding Quan's neck was covered with black and purple lines, and she didn't know what it was.

Magu found the chain out of nowhere and threw it to Ouyang Shuo, and finally subdued Ding Quan.

Even if he was trapped by the iron chain, Ding Quan still kept struggling, looking at those red eyes, Sang Qing swallowed softly. I don't know who is so powerful, even Ding Quan's dead corpse can still be stolen and used, and he really turned him into a walking corpse to do things for her.

"Is he alive, or is he dead?"

Ouyang Shuo shook his head, he wasn't sure what Ding Quan's current state was, he only knew that Ding Quan's combat power was dozens of times stronger than that of a normal person.

If someone could really make a dead corpse so powerful, what a terrible thing it would be, Ouyang Shuo didn't even dare to think about it.

Sang Qingrou looked at Ouyang Shuo and nodded, signaling Ouyang Shuo to forcibly hold Ding Quan down, she wanted to confirm whether Ding Quan was dead or alive.

Ouyang Shuo used all his strength, and then Ding Quan was completely suppressed, Sang Qingrou carefully took the pulse, and after a long time, she couldn't feel the beating, she was shocked, Ding Quan was really dead. So, is this someone using the dead to kill people?

When Ding Quan yelled, he showed a mouth full of sharp teeth. She had every reason to believe that these sharp teeth were the murder weapon that killed Liu Sheng.

She looked down at the wound on her shoulder and frowned.

Ouyang Shuo became worried, and immediately said: "How should you deal with this wound? Will it be dangerous? You don't care about this, hurry up and take care of your wound first." Ding Quan here, leave it to me. ”

"Be careful yourself!Magu, I'm going to trouble you, go and prepare some glutinous rice water for me, I'm going to use it to clean my wounds. ”

"Glutinous rice water?"

"Yes, also, snake medicine, if there is, please give me some. ”

Although Magu didn't know what the situation was, seeing that the situation in front of her was so dangerous, Magu didn't dare to be ambiguous, and hurriedly helped Sang Qingrou back to the house.

Looking at the wound on her shoulder, Sang Qingrou secretly cursed that she was too unlucky, every time she encountered danger, she always had to be injured a little, and she didn't want her own life, she just wanted to let herself die in pain.

Could it be that this is the destined fate of the female partner?

She bit down on the handkerchief and forcibly tore the clothes off her shoulders. The pain made her break out in a cold sweat, and she happened to be seen by Magu. She was shocked in her heart, Sang Qingrou looked like this, but she didn't look like a daughter raised in a deep boudoir.

She hurriedly stepped forward to help with glutinous rice water: "You little girl, you have to deal with the wound, so I'll wait for my wife to come over." Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Sang Qingrou gritted her teeth, even though her face was pale, she still barely squeezed out a smile.

"I'm afraid of pain, but I'm even more afraid of death. My mother gave birth to me and raised me, and she has not been blessed, and if I had three long and two short, wouldn't she cry to death?"

Magu looked at Sang Qingrou, and her eyes suddenly misted. I don't want Sang Qingrou to be a filial person, if her child is still alive, she will be as old.

"You are such a good boy, and the Prime Minister's wife is so blessed. ”

"What a blessing, she doesn't live like this. Her hard work is just invisible to ordinary people. I just feel sorry for her, thinking that if I am older and more productive in the future, I can become my mother's pride, and she will be happier. ”

"You're already her pride. ”

When Ouyang Shuo came over, Magu happened to be helping Sang Qingrou clean up her wounds. The glutinous rice water touched the wound, and Sang Qingrou grinned in pain and trembled. Unexpectedly, Sang Qingrou was so strong. This kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can endure.

He hurriedly stepped forward and held her hand tightly.

"If it hurts, bite it. He took off the handkerchief from Sang Qingrou's mouth, and saw that her tears were falling from her eyes, and he was even more distressed.

Sang Qingrou saw that he was stupid enough to say this, and smiled: "Are you stupid, I don't bite the handkerchief, why do you have to bite your hand?" If I bite you, won't it hurt you?"

"This king just wants to hurt with you, and if he can, this king would rather this injury be on himself. I'm sorry I didn't protect you and hurt you. It's all to blame on this king!"

Ouyang Shuo's self-reproachful appearance moved Sang Qingrou: "It's just some skin injuries." ”

"Does a skin wound need to be treated so carefully? Looking at the way you just looked, this king knows that this injury is not trivial. If you don't say it, this king can guess some. Ding Quan is already dead, his nails have turned black, scratch you at this time, your wound, I'm afraid it will be infected with corpse poison. Otherwise, you won't wash the wound with glutinous rice water. ”

Sang Qingrou raised her eyebrows slightly: "I didn't expect that the prince is quite smart." ”

"This king is not in the mood to joke with you now, Sang Qingrou, you seriously tell this king, will this injury be life-threatening? Will you be like Liu Sheng...... "How afraid he is, Sang Qingrou will die if he is caught by Ding Quan like this.

Sang Qingrou smiled and shook her head: "How can I be so fragile!" I promise you, I will definitely not have an accident." In this way, you can rest assured!

Ouyang Shuo frowned, still not very relieved.

As they spoke, Magu suddenly pressed a handkerchief soaked in glutinous rice water on the wound, and Sang Qingrou suddenly screamed in pain and grabbed Ouyang Shuo's hand. The tears she had endured just now were rolling down, and she was about to be unable to stand it.

Ouyang Shuo couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

After all, he couldn't bear to watch Sang Qingrou suffer like this, if he could, then let them bear it together.

Sang Qingrou was stunned at the time, and magically forgot the pain. After Magu helped her clean the wound, Ouyang Shuo sent her away in distress.

"Are you feeling okay now?"

Sang Qingrou blushed, and she had no thoughts of pain for a long time. Magu is still here, how can he?

Magu smiled: "Miss, the wound has been cleaned." See for yourself, all the black blood is released, and now the wound is no longer blackened, what else do I need to do next? If not, my wife will not be standing here to be an eyesore. ”