Lan Feng couldn't imagine that these shocking wounds would appear on the body of a young girl like Mi Wei'er, who was in her twenties, and he never thought that Mi Wei'er would have so many injuries on her back.

These wounds, these scars, even those veteran generals who have experienced countless wars cannot compare.

This scene is completely different from what Lan Feng imagined.

No wonder Mi Weier would say that the Blue Spirit Traceless Water had no effect, no wonder Mi Weier would always wear a shirt to cover her back......

Looking at the shocking wound, Lan Feng's body trembled slightly, his nose was sore, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"It's ugly, isn't it?"

Seeing that Lan Feng hadn't spoken for a long time, Mi Wei'er thought that Lan Feng was frightened by her ugly wound, and a trembling voice came out of her mouth.

"Does it hurt?"

Lan Feng didn't answer her question, but stretched out his palm and gently touched the countless scars on her back, with a face of heartache and pity.

"It doesn't hurt. ”

Mi Wei'er's body trembled slightly, and a stubborn smile appeared on her beautiful cheeks: "I feel very happy." ”

"I'm in pain. ”

Lan Feng's body trembled slightly, and a low and heart-wrenching voice came out of his mouth: "Heart, it has never hurt like this. ”

It's not a walking corpse and a genetic warrior, how can you not feel pain when the knife is cut at the flesh and the bullet is stuck in the gap between the bones?

Lan Feng looked at the shocking scars, and gently stroked it with his trembling palm, as if he was feeling the thrilling battle of death.

No matter what kind of hardship it was, that dark green shadow always accompanied him and never left.

When he was in danger, she appeared in a dashing and calm manner.

When the bullet was about to pierce his body, she always stood in front of him without hesitation, allowing the bullet to pierce her delicate body.

When the sharp knife was about to pierce his body, she also stood in front of him without hesitation, allowing the sharp knife to pierce her body.

When the sharp arrow was about to shoot through his body, she still stood in front of him without hesitation, allowing the sharp arrow to penetrate her body.

Then, she stubbornly turned her head and gave Lan Feng a charming smile: "Feng." Are you alright?"

She always paid stupidly, rushing to the front for him, blocking knives and taking bullets.

As for returns, what is that?

In front of him, she always showed her strongest side, even if she was stabbed and shot, she only smiled at him, and then hid in a no-man's corner to silently wash her wounds.

When asked why she did it, she just said three words: I do.

She walked through the dense forest in a thick camouflage uniform, she followed him without hesitation and jumped into the stinky ditch almost by the mouth of the flue and walked silently, she followed him without complaint and ate unpalatable biscuits and beef compressed like stones, could she not be in pain?

She is not a soldier, she does not have the hard-working spirit of a soldier, she does not have the great goal of protecting her family and defending the country, she just wants her beloved to live a better life.

She was not a soldier, she had never worn that dirty, smelly, thick and heavy camouflage uniform before, but she was willing to take off her gorgeous clothes for him, put on that thick and smelly military uniform, to become a soldier, to accept the cruel training of that inhuman, to complete those strict requirements.

She is not a soldier, she is just a woman, a woman who can eat any suffering for him.

What if it hurts?

From the moment the Holy Isle of Death made her decision, she had no friends, only Lan Feng.

She couldn't run to Lan Feng to complain when she got prickly heat because she was wearing a camouflage uniform, saying that her skin was getting worse and worse, and her face had small pimples, what should she do?

She couldn't throw herself into Lan Feng's arms and cry after being shot or stabbed, saying that she would never experience such a tragedy again, never again.

She couldn't complain to Lan Feng in the primeval forest full of dangers in the torrential rain, saying that she didn't want to stay here for a moment, but wanted to take a leisurely rest in the brightly lit city.

Can she?

She couldn't.

From the moment she made her choice, she gave up everything, leaving him and herself alone.

She is a lone wolf, in order not to worry him, she can only endure silently when she is injured, even if she wants to cry in pain, she gritted her teeth and stood up.

Lan Feng's heart felt as if it had been pierced by something, and the pain was hopeless, and he couldn't breathe. His lacrimal ducts were not well developed, and he had a moist feeling in his eyes, and he clenched his fists to prevent the swirling tears from remaining.

At this moment, Lan Feng's mind only had the shadow that cut through countless nights, experienced countless wind and rain, and shuttled through endless bullets.

Lan Feng hugged Mi Wei'er's back violently with both hands, gently pressed his face against Mi Wei'er's back covered with countless scars, and said in a reproachful voice: "Why are you so stupid?"

"Because I love you. ”

Feeling Lan Feng's emotional changes, a touching smile appeared on Mi Wei'er's beautiful cheeks, and a voice like a heavenly voice came out of her mouth.

Because I love you!

The simple six words made Lan Feng, who once thought he was as strong as iron, unable to hold back any longer, and the tears he endured finally roared out like a flood that burst the embankment......

"Bang ......"

Tears hit Mi Wei'er's scarred back, making a crisp sound, and Mi Wei'er only felt as if there was a hot liquid falling on her back: "Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm giving you a drop of medicine. ”

Lan Feng spoke softly, not noticing that his hands were tightly holding Mi Wei'er's figure.

"Wei'er, it hurts a little for a while, you endure a little ......"

Lan Feng calmed down his mood, then picked up the alcohol cotton on the side and gently wiped Mi Weier's body, helped Mi Weier's back disinfect, and then picked up the blade that had been prepared to disinfect the poison on the side, little by little, carefully picked up the scar on Mi Weier's back, only in this way would the medicinal effect of the golden chrysalis beauty and micro-water be fully exerted.

As Lan Feng's blade stirred on the scar on Mi Wei'er's back, waves of sharp pain continued to hit, but there was no pain on Mi Wei'er's beautiful cheeks, but that heart-warming smile and stubborn strength.

No anesthesia, no hypnosis. This level of cutting is not much more than the pain of Guan Yunchang's bone scraping and healing, but she still smiled stubbornly and told herself to be strong in front of this man.

This is what sets Miviel apart from other women.

She's a lone wolf crazy about love!

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