After all, he still overestimated his own abilities.

Mu Xuelun seemed to be absent-minded, but his mind was also running rapidly.

Mu Qingyang turned out to be a woman!

The scene just now, his heart was already completely understood.

The fact that Long Yanguo has made great achievements in war, and the youngest and promising "Zhongwu General" with a bright future is a woman.

But before he could think about anything, the scars on Mu Qingyang's body unconsciously appeared in his mind!

Those things shouldn't be a woman's thing at all.

"Uncle Huang?" Mu Ziding called softly, pulling Mu Xuelun, who was still in a trance, back to reality.

"......" Mu Xuelun naturally knew what he meant, looking at the little beast trapped on the bed at this time, like a little beast trapped by someone, from time to time let out bursts of low moans, mixed with loud roars......

"She can't stand the blood, she's afraid she'll bleed and ......," said Mu Sheron the worst she could think.

"Uncle Huang!!" Mu Ziding scolded angrily, directly interrupting Mu Xuelun's words.

"Uncle Huang...... I can't let anything happen to Qingyang...... At least...... I can't let her die in my hands......" Feeling his gaffe, Mu Ziding hurriedly explained.

Mu Ziding bit his lip, looking miserable.

The white teeth pressed down until they were a blinding red.

Between him and Mu Qingyang, he had tried to think a lot, but he never imagined that one day Mu Qingyang would "die" in his hands.

It was impossible for him to accept, but at this time there was something really happening.

“…… I've been doing things I don't like......" Mu Qingyang's previous voice and appearance appeared in Mu Xuelun's mind.

Now that he thought about it carefully, there was a sense of helplessness and sadness in Mu Qingyang's eyes at that time, and he still didn't understand very well at that time, why did a seemingly promising young man have such a look in his eyes?

Now he understands it completely.

And the scars on that body! It must have been on the woman's body!

Thinking of this, Mu Xuelun actually felt a trace of pity in Mu Qingyang's heart.

However, in the end, he doesn't know medical skills, and he doesn't even have a way to do it now, so he is still asking his idea, but he is also ...... his own blood

Blood!!

Mu Xuelun seemed to be stunned for a moment, looking at Mu Qingyang who had consumed a lot of his body due to excessive struggle, and his body was not supported, which would have been soft and limp on the side.

As if he had thought of something, he suddenly took out a knife he carried with him and stabbed it at his wrist.

"Break her mouth open!" commanded at Mu Ziding, Mu Xuelun.

The curtain was stunned, as if he hadn't heard it.

Just stared at him blankly.

"I don't want her to die!!, just try!!" Sheron yelled.

“…… I don't want to, she can't die!"

Mu Qingyang's body was tightly pressed against his chest by Mu Ziding, and he thought that Mu Qingyang would resist as hard as before, but he didn't expect that it would make her open her mouth easily.

Feeling his strength, he quickly loosened his hand.

At the same time, there was a heart-wrenching pain in Mu Ziding's heart, and Qing Yang didn't have the strength to "toss" anymore.

Seeing that Mu Ziding had already broken Mu Qingyang's mouth, Mu Xuelun hurriedly sent his cut wrist directly to Mu Qingyang's mouth.

"Uncle Huang?" Seeing this, Mu Ziding's eyes couldn't help but widen, he looked at the action and understood that Mu Xuelun meant to "feed blood" to Mu Qingyang.

But just now, isn't it because I drank Uncle Huang's ......

Mu Ziding frowned, and looked at Mu Xuelun with a puzzled face