A knife slashed deeply into Peach Blossom's back, and Peach Blossom was in a cold sweat from the pain. Peach Blossom wonders why she is injured every time.

It hurts, the sharp knife is tightly connected to the flesh and blood, it hurts when it cuts in, and the knife hurts even more when it is pulled out of the peach blossom's body without hesitation, and the blood seems to splash around with the pull out of the big knife, and the bright blood is like a flying peach blossom petal that dyes the weeds all over the ground red.

Peach blossom was on the ground with branches, and she couldn't fall to her knees.

In a trance, she heard her own voice, which seemed to come from a distant place, with a ruthless and invincible arrogance, she heard herself say, "You want me to bend down in my clothes, wait for the next life, I want to kneel down in my clothes, and the reincarnation of life and life is impossible." ”

In a trance, Peach Blossom saw herself dressed in red, she stood on the edge of the cliff, the west wind was fierce, but she had a confident smile and an aura of self-sacrifice.

Peach Blossom blinked, but only a lament remained.

Sheng Wuwu turned his head and saw a peach blossom covered in blood, the green silk was stained with blood, and the whole person was a bloody person.

Maybe his face was too terrifying, and the dragon sword was too sharp, and he slowly came to Peach Blossom's side.

The men in black gradually gathered towards them.

Holding the peach blossoms, Sheng Wuwu turned his head to look at the cliff behind him, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, he picked up the dragon sword, and jumped down.

The man in black looked at the deep cliff, exchanged glances, and disappeared like a ghost.

St. Wussouci dragged the branches that grew on the edge of the cliff, held the peach blossoms, and walked to the cave with difficulty, this place, St. Wussouci found by chance.

This cave was discovered by chance by St. Sanssoucin.

Sheng Wuwu carefully put the peach blossom on the stone bed, because the peach blossom hurt her back, so Sheng Wuwu could only let her lie on the stone bed, at this time the peach blossom was trembling, the knife wound on her back made her blood flow, and the blood flowed out along the wound, staining her clothes red, and then flowing on the ground.

Sheng Wuwu pursed his lips, said indecent and ignored, and with trembling fingers, he cut the clothes on Peach Blossom's back, exposing the wound to the air.

The snow-white body was mixed with the beauty of blood, and it also had a lethal power, but the saint Wuwu was single-mindedly dealing with the knife wound on Peach Blossom's back.

Such a smooth back was scarred, and when the saint Wuwu finished treating the wound, this sentence came out of thin air in his mind, and his face turned red all of a sudden, and he hurriedly shifted his eyes elsewhere.

But seeing Peach Blossom's white lips and red cheeks, Sheng Wuwu touched Peach Blossom's forehead, and the hot temperature reminded Sheng Wuwu that Peach Blossom was heating because of the wound.

Sheng Wuwu hurriedly wiped Peach Blossom's body with a wet towel, and so on, and after a long time, Peach Blossom's hot body really cooled down.

Sheng Wuwu looked at Peach Blossom's sleeping face and said, "You are the first." ”

After saying this sentence without a head, Saint Wuwu hurriedly shifted his gaze.

Because the peach blossoms at this time are too sultry, the bed is full of green silk, and the clothes are worn on the body, but because the saint Wuwu cut all the clothes behind her, it seems to be nothing, as if she can see the outline of her body.

Saint Wuwu felt the changes in his body, and immediately took off the pure white coat on his body and covered Peach Blossom's body.

Then he recited the mantra of purifying the heart.

Time passed in the process of meditating and reciting the mantra of purifying the heart.