He sighed, "Okay, though, I'm afraid the wound will disgust you." ”

Feng Qingyu pursed her lips, she is not a delicate girl, what kind of wound has she never seen?

"Less wordy! Unravel! She was faintly impatient.

Lan Cang smiled bitterly and motioned to the guard next to him, who stepped forward and delicately unbandaged him, revealing the hideous wound......

The wound was two inches deep, and the slanted shoulder strap was a long strip on its back, and the flesh was rolled up, and the white bones could almost be seen......

As soon as the bandage was untied, the blood flowed out again.

Feng Qingyu twisted her eyebrows, she was in the enchantment at this time, and if she wanted to sew it for him, she had to break this enchantment first.

Fortunately, she had seen this kind of enchantment before, knowing that the way was broken, chanting a spell in a low voice, and with a wave of the sunny knife, the enchantment broke and she fell into the water.

Fortunately, she is very good at water, but she can't drown for the time being.

She stretched out her soft fingers and tapped a few fingers on his back to stop the bleeding......

Then he rinsed it with seawater and whispered, "Bear with the pain." "She doesn't have anywhere to find the anesthetic right now.

Her soft fingers touched his back, and a strange feeling rose in Lan Cang's heart, and a faint flush appeared on his pale face, and he nodded: "Okay." It's okay, you can do it. ”

Feng Qingyu was no longer verbose, and started to sew it for him-

This kind of stitching is naturally extremely painful, Feng Qingyu has just had a few stitches, Lan Cang's forehead is already sweating, and his face is even paler.

He gritted his teeth and endured it, not saying a word.

I felt that her soft little hand was busy on his back, and in addition to the pain, there was a secret numbness that seemed to come out of her fingertips, making him in hell and his heart in heaven......

Feng Qingyu had just sewn half of it for him, when he heard a muffled sound from the battle circle not far away, like the sound of the tip of a gun entering the flesh, and then he heard the wild laughter of Mo Canghai Ha Luha; "Emperor Shiyin, your kung fu has regressed a lot!"

He originally thought that with Emperor Shiyin's talent, he hadn't seen it for 9,000 years, and his kung fu must have made great progress.

But he didn't expect that after a few hundred moves, he found that Emperor Shiyin's kung fu was almost the same as thousands of years ago.

In addition to being more experienced in facing the enemy, his mental power is still stuck in the original stage, and he has not improved much.

And Mo Canghai has been hiding in this merman tribe for nine thousand years and cultivating desperately, and his demonic power has been greatly improved, and now he can actually fight with Emperor Shiyin, and even slightly better.

Especially after the last few dozen moves, Emperor Shiyin was a little distracted, and his swordsmanship was a little scattered.

This master competed, and he was worried about his life when he was slightly distracted, so he gave Mo Canghai an opportunity to take advantage of, and he took a loophole, and the lightning shot broke through Emperor Shiyin's defense and stabbed into Emperor Shiyin's abdomen!

Fortunately, Emperor Shiyin was surrounded by a protective enchantment, which blocked it and was not pierced by him.

But Rao is like this, and the tip of the spear is also a few inches into the flesh.

Mo Canghai stirred again, and Emperor Shiyin snorted, and the blood stained the white robe-