Muzi sat back on the ground because her right leg was too badly injured. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Huan just glanced at it and judged that what she needed more treatment was the wound on her abdomen.

Although the leg injury looks miserable, it is not urgent, but the large wound in the abdomen needs to be treated more seriously.

In fact, even without Wang Huan's treatment, Muzi's injuries would eventually heal slowly, and her own self-healing power was already strong and terrifying, but it would take a long time.

Once Wang Huan decided to go for treatment, he entered a completely different state. No matter who the patient is, since he has promised others, Wang Huan will do his best.

He sat down beside Muzi, his hands glowing with a faint holy light, and gently placed them on Muzi's waist.

The black gown was corroded in large swaths, and a long wound from Magellan's horns stretched from under his left chest to his crotch.

Although no blood was coming out, the wound still looked terrifying, in stark contrast to the snow-white skin around it.

Mu Zi tilted his head to look at Wang Huan with a serious face, suddenly chuckled, and leaned his back directly against Wang Huan: "It's still so comfortable." ”

Wang Huan frowned, looking at Muzi who was almost hugged into his arms, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Seduce yourself?

No, the look on her face made Wang Huan feel that she really felt comfortable leaning on something, whether it was a stone or a person, it didn't matter to her.

Wang Huan gathered all his extra thoughts, and first put his hands under Mu Ziting's upturned left chest, and the holy light in his palms made the wound heal quickly.

"The dimensional messenger of the Lord God of Life, it's really convenient when he's injured. The corners of Muzi's mouth curled.

She seemed to understand Wang Huan's abilities and did not raise any objections to Wang Huan's treatment.

Wang Huan said expressionlessly: "It's time to tell me what's going on." ”

Muzi is elusive, but she also seems to value her commitments, and she explains them in great detail, except for some particularly crucial points.

"Because of something, there are many dimensional worlds in this world, and these dimensional worlds are supposed to be in a parallel plane relationship with the real world. But because of something, the main god in charge of the dimensional world had a tragic war, and there are definitely only a handful of gods who survived in the end......"

"The surviving gods, for certain things, have chosen us, the emissaries of the dimension, and have given us different abilities to accomplish the tasks they have assigned. ”

Although Mu Zi's words were concise and to the point, Wang Huan immediately understood the general ins and outs of this incident.

He accidentally saved Fia, the god of life who was dying after the war, so was she chosen to be his dimensional messenger?

"We can only return to the real world if we complete their mission...... You don't have to doubt that. Muzi suddenly smiled: "How long are you going to put your hands there? ”

Wang Huan listened to Muzi's words before, and fell into thought slightly, his hands kept moving down the wound, and before he knew it, he had reached the lower edge of the huge opening.

That is, the part below the waist of Muzi.

Muzi's body appeared very soft, the repaired fair skin was smooth and firm, and Wang Huan's hands felt as if they were touching a fire.

The injuries there had been healed by the holy light in his hands as Wang Huan pondered, as if he had deliberately kept them there.

Wang Huan coughed, his face a little embarrassed.

Mu Zi held his chin with both hands and looked at Wang Huan with a smile, seeing that his heart was furious.

Wang Huan hurriedly turned around, carefully placed Muzi's legs in front of him, and began to treat his right leg, which was almost only a leg bone.

During the treatment, Muzi did not cry out in pain, as if she was not injured at all.

However, because Muzi was wearing a black dress, and the entire right leg was seriously injured, he could only lift the black skirt and start treatment from the root of the thigh.

What made Wang Huan even more embarrassed was that Muzi wore very little under the black dress, and almost all of his left leg, which was still intact, leaked naked in Wang Huan's eyes.

Because of the lifting of the skirt, some indescribable points, as long as Wang Huan is willing, he can actually see the bottom of the picture.

However, Mu Zi kept looking at him with a smile, and Wang Huan felt that if he was really unscrupulous, he was afraid that he would be directly hacked to death by the bloody knife on the side.

Wang Huan didn't squint, but his hands began to move.

The current Wang Huan, although he can't live and die, can easily flesh and bones.

Soon, Muzi's right leg was completely restored, and she gently stretched her slender jade leg, and her white and tender skin looked a little striking.

Now Muzi's body has no external injuries, and her whole person is full of murderous energy, exuding a different kind of beauty, because the black dress on her body is a little tattered, which makes her body full of charm.

Mu Zi chuckled and looked at Wang Huan somewhere, and shook his head with some disappointment: "Ah, seeing that you didn't react, I was still a little disappointed in my heart, am I so unattractive, you are almost half of the body of the other." ”

She closed the black dress that had been lifted, jumped to her feet, and picked up the bloody knife again.

Wang Huan had already stood up and looked at Muzi solemnly.

Now that her injuries have recovered, if there is a fight, Wang Huan feels that he may have to escape.

However, Muzi just took the knife and began to point at Wang Huan, but she didn't mean to do anything, the expression on her beautiful face has never changed, and it has always been so indifferent: "Finally, I would like to war, because of this war, almost every dimensional world has mutated, and some of these powerful characters have even detected the existence of the dimensional main god, these people are either crazy or powerful and perverted in various dimensional worlds, be careful of these people." ”

The corners of Mu Zi's mouth curled: "The origin and true identity of the main god of the dimension, if you can return to the real world, your main god will tell you by himself, I won't waste time." ”

Wang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked the most crucial question: "Can you tell me who your main god is?

Wang Huan didn't expect Muzi to answer these two questions, after all, this should be regarded as very important and critical information, which directly determines the relationship between the two of them.

Mu Zi smiled happily: "I am the messenger of the god of death, oh, the ability rules of each dimensional messenger are basically the same, but the way to obtain the ability is different." You are saving people and becoming stronger, and I am killing people to become stronger. My Lord God has always been a mortal enemy of your Lord God, so most of the time we should be enemies. For example, I'm going to join forces with Blackbeard to kill Whitebeard...... In that case, Ace, who you want to save, should not be able to survive. ”

Wang Huan was slightly startled, knowing what Muzi's words represented.

At such moments, the two are indeed on two sides with completely opposite positions.

But Mu Zi knew this, but he revealed so much information about his enemy, what was it for?

Is she really not afraid of failure at all?

Wang Huan took a deep breath.

It's much easier to kill someone than to save someone.

How much killing did the woman in front of her, who looked like an elf, carry on her body?

Just Wang Huan knows, there is a terrorist incident in the Chambord Islands.

Muzi, how strong is it now?

"By the way, no one who has seen my body has ever survived...... The next time we meet, it might be your time to die. ”

Her figure disappeared into the wind and snow.