If Xie Xiaoman knew what this person was thinking now, he would have to spit on his face.

But Xie Xiaoman didn't know this, the reason why she relaxed was simply because she had done many electrocardiograms and color ultrasounds after a thousand years, and it was good to think that the guy who medicated herself was a doctor, besides, it was just being looked at twice, what was there to be afraid of?

She is very calm here, but the man's mind is changing here.

He looked at the little girl...... Well, although it looks average, but the skin is good. The heart is very good, not as easy to panic as ordinary women, and she didn't scream when she was so seriously injured, which is much better than some soldiers in the army.

Looking at the age, it seems to be fifteen or sixteen years old? It's time to get married. Although the figure is not very good, it is still okay to be your own concubine...... I don't know whose girl it is, but it's just this injury...... It's weird. If he is not a man of war on the march, why should he have a sword wound on his body?

Well? Why is she staring at herself like this? It's really a lot of guts!

Xie Xiaoman didn't know that the man was ready to accept herself as a concubine, although she didn't have any cultivation now, her spiritual sense was still there and sensitive.

The man thought that Xie Xiaoman was staring at his face, but in fact, Xie Xiaoman was looking at the back of the man's shoulder. In that place, there was a little ghost who was dancing with his teeth and claws, and even made a grimace at Xie Xiaoman.

Ghost faces, of course, are grimaces......

Chilled by the cold joke in his heart, Xie Xiaoman blinked his eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Have you felt pain in your neck and shoulders lately?"

The man's hand movement paused, and the same thing stopped, as well as the little ghost.

The little ghost thought that no one would see him, but when he heard Xie Xiaoman's words, he naturally understood something and was shocked.

But now that Xie Xiaoman has no cultivation, is that little ghost still afraid of her? Standing on the man's shoulder, he bared his fangs and yelled at Xie Xiaoman, a clear threat.

Xie Xiaoman smiled disdainfully, thinking that it was really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, if it was his previous self, he would be able to clean up this little ghost with one finger.

The man quickly reacted from a slight stunned look and looked at Xie Xiaoman condescendingly. Seeing her sneer, he frowned even more, hugged his arms to look at her.

"Finished with the medicine?" Seeing this, Xie Xiaoman stood up, and saw that there were still two places on his chest that were oozing slightly, and he didn't care about him, he only took out some smears from the medicine bottle, re-bandaged and dressed after smearing, and everything was done frankly, as if the man was not watching from the side.

The man looked at Xie Xiaoman playfully, and then asked, "You just said that my neck and shoulders hurt?"

"Hmm." Xie Xiaoman glanced at the little ghost, "For the sake of your love for me, otherwise I won't care." ”

The man sneered when he heard this: "You dare to talk to me like this, don't you know who I am?"

After many years of fighting in the south and the north, the man did not know how many lives he had left in his hands, but now he did not restrain at all, and the killing spirit on his body burst out.

But who is Xie Xiaoman? How could he be afraid of the breath of a mortal after wandering around the ghosts and picking up the life of the soul devouring beasts?

The murderous aura on the man's body was not much different from the breeze on Xie Xiaoman's face.

Because of the blood loss, Xie Xiaoman even yawned, only to look at the man lazily again, and asked idly, "Have you ever been on TV?" Should I know you?"

The man originally thought that the reason why Xie Xiaoman was not nervous when he saw his body was because he knew his identity and was determined to make a promise with his body. But now it seems that she doesn't even know who she is, and the other things are even more of a joke......

"If you believe me, I'll give you a hand. If you don't believe it, forget it. Xie Xiaoman said lightly.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression was so majestic that he didn't dare to look directly: "You mean, I have a sore shoulder recently, you can help me heal?" How to treat it? Massage? ”

"Press you big-headed ghost!" Xie Xiaoman was unceremoniously, "I found that you are a bit verbose, believe it or not, do you have to ask like this?" ”

It was the first time in a man's life that he was said to be "verbose". But there wasn't much anger in his heart, he just had some playfulness: "Okay, you can try it."

In the past half a month or so, he did feel that his shoulders and neck were always heavy and inexplicably sore. But he is a battle-hardened person, so naturally he will not take this kind of thing on him.

As for the woman in front of her, she could see that she was uncomfortable...... In fact, he didn't believe it, and it was probably just a mistake.

But the girl did have some interest, and he wanted to see what she could do.

"Hey, is it fun on people's shoulders?" Xie Xiaoman spoke at the little ghost.

"Huh?" The man raised his eyebrows, unbelievable.

"I'm not talking to you!" Xie Xiaoman gave him a blank look.

The little ghost smiled: "You have no spiritual sense, you can see me, but you don't have any cultivation at all, do you still want to deal with me!" It's ridiculous. ”

Xie Xiaoman smiled slightly: "Do you really think that I have no way to deal with you?" What do you do on him? Is the gore very heavy, so it's good for cultivation? ”

"Since you also see that I am a ghost cultivator, you still dare to provoke me? Aren't you afraid that I will possess you, absorb your yang energy, and make you lose your life!" The imp laughed wildly.

"If you have what you can do, try it." Xie Xiaoman smiled contemptuously, "But before that, I will let your cultivation be exhausted." ”

"Just you?" The imp scoffed.

"Yes, it's up to me." Xie Xiaoman stretched out his hand with a faint smile and went straight to pull out the dagger on the man's waist.

The man frowned slightly, thinking that if she wanted to assassinate, there were a hundred and ten ways he could abolish her.

Xie Xiaoman naturally wouldn't kill him, she just looked at the little ghost, and played with the sharp dagger in her hand without a match.

"If I'm not mistaken, your vein of ghost cultivation is different from the ordinary, what you need is yin qi, and what you are most afraid of is pure yang qi?" Xie Xiaoman asked idly.

The little ghost snorted: "So what?" You are a woman, you don't even have a pure yang body, am I still afraid that you won't succeed? ”

Xie Xiaoman shrugged his shoulders and thought deeply: "Of course you are not afraid of me, but you are afraid of another thing. Otherwise, why did you hide away when this guy drugged me? ”

Xie Xiaoman smiled, looking at the little ghost, the sharp dagger picked open the placket on his chest, revealing his thin chest.

"Do you dare to gamble," Xie Xiaoman laughed almost evilly, "Before you dodge, my blood can splash on you." ”

As soon as these words fell, Xie Xiaoman gave the dagger in his hand, and blood slid out of her chest.