"It's okay!" I shook my head, my eyes fixed on Mo Yiming's back: "Be careful, it's ......"

Mo Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced behind him, full of dangerous aura!

He didn't make any reaction movements, watching the corpse get closer and closer to him, my heart was tightly gripped, and I didn't dare to come out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Seeing that the claws of the corpse were only a few centimeters away from Mo Yiming, he put his left hand around my waist and protected me behind him. The right hand was passed directly through the heart of the corpse......

"Poof~" I only heard the sound of skin opening flesh, dark red blood leaked out of the corpse's chest, and a pool of blood instantly formed on the ground.

The red light under the corpse's eyes slowly faded and turned gray. Stiff and terrifying hands slowly fell, hanging down at his side. Like a puppet with a broken string, it fell backwards heavily, and fell to the ground with a bang~'!

"Don't look. Mo Yiming glanced back at me, calmly withdrew his right hand, took out a clean tissue from his bag, and wiped the blood stains on his hands.

Only then did I notice that the heart of the corpse was empty......

His legs suddenly softened, and his steps couldn't help but take half a step back. I looked up at Mo Yiming, he ...... He directly crushed the heart of the corpse and penetrated the corpse's body with his bare hands!

Mo Yiming frowned, threw the tissue in his hand on the ground, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

When I looked back, I realized that I was a little away from him.

Mo Yiming shook his head helplessly, raised his right hand and stretched out his right hand towards me. The thought that this hand had just been stained with blood made me subconsciously dodge it...... The body reacts faster than the brain.

"Don't let you look, but you don't listen?" Mo Yiming frowned slightly, changed his hand and grabbed my wrist tightly, turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

When I got to the well, I stopped, washed my hands with a basin of water, and looked up at me: "It's clean now." ”

I pursed my lips and didn't speak.

Mo Yiming changed a few more basins of water and washed it several times before pulling the dry towel on the side and wiping off the water droplets on his hands.

"Scared?" Mo Yiming glanced at me and poured the water from the basin into the corner of the osmanthus tree.

"No, no. I shook my head, and suddenly thought of Miao Ying'er and Doudou: "Suffered! Ying'er and them...... I'll look for it. ”

As soon as I took two steps, Mo Yiming grabbed me by the collar and grabbed me back like a chicken: "Qiangzi went to find them, worry about yourself first." ”

"What?"

Mo Yiming didn't speak, grabbed my arm and strode back to the room. Without giving me a chance to react, he just ripped my sleeve open......

"Hiss-" It hurts.

Mo Yiming's face sank, and he said angrily: "Now you know that it hurts?"

I gave him a blank look, a little displeased: "Please, it's me who is hurting, what kind of face do you have......?" Shouldn't you comfort me?"

"You deserve it!" Mo Yi coldly threw me two words, let go of my arm and walked to the wooden shelf on the side, and took out a black clay pot from it.

"...... without conscience," I glared at his tall back and whispered a grumble.

Mo Yiming walked over with a clay pot, poured out some white viscous liquid from it, and applied it directly to my wound.

"What is this?" was slimy and a little disgusting.

"Glutinous rice milk. Mo Yiming looked down at the wound on my arm and replied lightly.

"Oh~" I sat on the stool and looked down at Mo Yiming, who was half-squatting in front of me. From my vantage point, I could see his high nose and forehead......