She forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and her face was so calm that there was no expression at all.

His dislocated hand hung at his side, and as the cool breeze hit, the severed hand still rippled with the wind, and there was a cruel beauty.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, seeing that he was not only pale, but also a little vague and unstable.

It shouldn't be. She was forcibly kissed by him before, and only used three layers of skill to hit him, with his martial arts cultivation, the depth of internal strength, even if he suffered internal injuries, it would not hurt, and his face would not be so white that he would be transparent.

And even the figure seems to be crumbling and falling down at any moment.

It appears that he was extremely badly injured.

He knew that she was a heartless person, and with his arrogant and domineering heart, he would not and disdained to pretend to be weak. Besides, with her medical skills, she could clearly distinguish that he was too seriously injured to do anything.

His gaze moved to his abdomen, and the black gorgeous brocade robe was soaked with blood, and the thick smell of blood spread in the room.

"You're dying." She pursed her lips.

"This seat is a scourge, a demon, and it is not so easy to die." He smiled coldly, his expression still domineering and evil.

"I haven't heard of any master hurting you lately. With your martial arts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find an opponent in the world. She raised her eyebrows, "Why are you so weak now that even a passerby can kill you?" ”

His expression was unpredictable, and he snorted coldly, "Then you are underestimating this seat, even if there is only one breath left in this seat, ordinary masters will only be sent to death when they come." ”

"I'm curious." She added, "Actually, I'm curious, who hurt you?" ”

He covered his lower abdomen with his uninjured hand, "Don't you think the wound in this seat is a little familiar?" ”

She glanced over, "That location, I stabbed you thirteen days ago." ”

He tore open his belt, his robe was open, revealing his lean naked chest, and a slightly scabbed knife wound on his abdomen was bleeding outward, and the speed of blood increased due to his strength, but perhaps the blood was dry, and not much blood came out.

His lower body was wearing pants that were also jet black, soaked in blood, and the pitch black color was inconspicuous, especially at night.

That stab, though not fatal, was quite serious. She stated indifferently, "What's going on?" According to your physique, the injury should be better than normal. At this time, the knife wound should be healed. ”

"This seat hurt you." The corners of his mouth curled up in a shallow arc that was almost invisible, "I was so angry that I wanted to destroy you, but I changed my mind again." The palms in mid-air made you suffer internal injuries, and it hurts. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve pocket, "Even if I don't have medicine, the knife you inserted will slowly heal on its own." However, I don't want it to get better, because you left it. Do you know this dagger? ”

She frowned slightly. It's the one who stabbed him.

"You didn't throw your dagger." The hand rises, and the knife falls. The dagger in his hand plunged into his abdomen with great precision, stabbing at the same point where she had stabbed.

She glanced at it, and the depth of the knife was the same as what she had caused, "Perverted." ”

"Why is this seat a pervert? It's hopeless. He smiled awe-inspiringly, his eyes were strange and unpredictable, and his handsome and abnormal face was condensed with evil condensation, "Every day, this seat stabs himself like this." Feeling the pain you stabbed at this seat that day, the feeling is extremely clear. ”