said to Bai Yanchen: "What do you mean?!" If you want to say that it is just to make me angry, I can only say that you have achieved your goal now. ”

Bai Yanchen raised one hand, held Eleven's hand holding the knife, and then turned his body slightly, and with a hard hand, Eleven was held by Bai Yanchen with one hand, holding his waist with the other, and holding him in his arms.

The moment Bai Yanchen couldn't catch him off guard, he turned around, and the dagger in his hand followed closely, Bai Yanchen took a step back, and the white hair hanging from his chest was cut off, raised lightly in the air, and slowly fell to the ground.

And at this moment, Bai Yanchen didn't care about the dagger in Eleven's hand, and pounced towards Eleven, Eleven saw his lifeless posture, he was shocked, and hurriedly turned the hand holding the dagger down, and the back of his hand pressed against Bai Yanchen's chest, only to hear a 'click', Eleven's face slowly oozing sweat, Xiao~ face became pale, and said:

"Bai Yanchen!, you t~m~d don't want to die!! I know that I have a dagger in my hand and hit it!" said, turning his hand up, but, after the collision just now, no matter how powerful Eleven is, his hand is just a child's hand, even if Bai Yanchen is light, it is also the weight of an adult~ person.

Eleven's wrist naturally couldn't stand such a blow.

When he turned his hand, there was a sudden stinging pain on his wrist and then his fingers were loosened, and the dagger in his hand fell, and he fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, Eleven looked at his right hand holding the dagger, it was particularly painful, and he frowned slightly, grabbed his right wrist with his left hand~ and wanted to move his wrist, but as soon as he moved, he heard Eleven: "hiss~~" sound, and gasped.

After Bai Yanchen stabilized his body, he naturally noticed his expression, held Eleven's arm, and said, "What's wrong with your arm?!"

Eleven didn't speak, just turned around with a cold snort, and turned his back to Bai Yanchen, but his right wrist still couldn't move, and when he moved, it was a pain that penetrated his bones.

Bai Yanchen looked at him and turned around directly, ignoring himself, but his right wrist always maintained a posture, and then thought that he had taken his wrist to help him block it before, and he had a foundation in his heart, grabbed his shoulders, straightened him over, grabbed his arm and asked, "Is your wrist injured?!"

Without waiting for Eleven to answer, he put one hand on his wrist and said after a while, "The bone in your wrist is cracked, I'll help you." After saying that, regardless of whether Eleven refused or agreed, the white light in his hand flashed, attached to Eleven's wrist.

Eleven stared at a hand on his wrist, what does this mean?!Then he raised his face and saw Bai Yanchen with a serious face, Bai Yanchen's eyes flickered slightly, frowning from time to time, Eleven's wrist was cool, presumably, it was Bai Yanchen's spell that worked.

Looking at Bai Yanchen's appearance, Eleven couldn't help but be confused in his heart, is this Bai Yanchen good or bad? Is it to help them, to stand on their side, or to help those people, and to be on the side of those people?

If he was on their side, why would he rather take him to save Xiao Jiu in the most dangerous way, rather than in those very simple ways?!

However, if he was one of those people, then why did he help himself? and he did not hesitate to use this way of compromising his mana to help him heal・・・・・

!!

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