The smile on the face of the glutinous rice can even be called sweet. Whenever they saw her smile like this, Lou Qianzhong couldn't help but shake their heads in their hearts, feeling that this little girl really had a soft personality, and she was really not suitable for cultivation, let alone being a deputy leader.

But at this time, I don't know why, when they saw the smile on Nuomi's face, they actually had a slight chill in their hearts.

Several of them quickly shook their heads, and when they looked again, the feeling was gone. The smile on Nuomi's face is still a little timid and warm, and it doesn't look a little aggressive.

The man in the cloth standing behind Nuomi had already shown a gloomy expression, and he no longer hid behind Nuomi, but slowly stood up straight, and said with infinite chagrin, "Tsk, you little girl, how can you calculate me with a gentle face." Don't you feel pain in your own hands? ”

"It hurts. However, isn't it just about hurting you? I can give you some wounds, and I won't be in vain. "The glutinous rice is still smiling.

A few sword cultivators were stunned for a moment, only to find that Nuomi's arm seemed to be injured, and at this time it was slowly bleeding downward, and it had reached her fingertips, crumbling, and was about to fall to the ground.

At this time, the man in the cloth reversed his previous smug appearance, became a little reluctant, shook his wrist, and said, "Okay, okay, you can let go, right?" ”

Glutinous rice smiled on her face, and as soon as she raised her wrist, she saw a dark green thorn vine loosen and retract, and she directly retracted from the back and wrapped it around her arm.

Ye Fan was actually the most familiar with Nuomi, and when he saw the thorny vine on her arm, he frowned and asked, "What is it?" ”

"It's just a fairy vine, called Crying, and the vine is full of thorns. Although this thorn is small, it can break the aura of protecting the body. Since he is right behind me. I thought he must have nowhere to escape, so I secretly tried it. Glutinous rice did not hide it, but pulled up his sleeves and showed them the vines on his wrists.

The glutinous rice itself has very fair skin. At this time, a dark blue vine was entangled, and it was already in stark contrast. At this time, there were still many wounds on her hands, and blood was slowly dripping downward, which was even more shocking, like a red plum in the snow.

Lou Qianzhong also frowned, glanced at the clothed monk, and then looked at Nuomi's arm, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay. This is the vine that I forcibly grew with my aura, as long as the aura slowly dissipated. It's going to dry up. When the time comes, just put some elixir. "Glutinous rice even dares to plant blood-sucking vines on the wrist, so who cares about such a small wound. At this time, seeing that Lou Qianzhong seemed to be a little worried, he shook his head and said.

At last they had a chance to see the monk in the cloak clearly.

The Monk seemed to have recognized the facts, sighed, and stood in front of them without any dodging. On his wrist. There were also a few small wounds, almost just a shallow mark. Even the Crying Immortal Vine was just a mark on his hand.

But with his own promise, this can be regarded as a wound on him.

He was very single, and when he found that he was already injured, he simply looked at the injuries on Nuomi's body, and then raised his hand towards the cave. Sighing, "Okay, okay." I didn't expect this gentle little girl to have so many bad thoughts, which is really uncomfortable. In that case, let's go to the cave and eat something, and talk while resting. ”

The five sword cultivators all gritted their teeth.

They are all used to being proud, and at this time they saw such a tepid one. But the guy who regards himself as the master very much, where will he feel happy in his heart. But they also hoped to leave this illusion as soon as possible and go to the place where the real battle was playing, so they could only obediently follow the clothed monk to the cave.

Zhu Zi was still looking at Nuomi's arm worriedly at this time, and reached out awkwardly towards her arm. It's as if I want to pull out all the thorny vines on the glutinous rice's hands. Although he will not feel pain, his body will still hurt after all.

The glutinous rice was pulled by him with one hand, but it was not good to follow him into the cave immediately. At first, she felt a little dazed, but when she saw the pillar very carefully fiddling with the cry wrapped around her arm, she suddenly came to her senses.

Her brother wanted to help her pull out all the thorns on her arms.

The thorns were very sharp, even the metal-like skin of the pillar, and when they touched it, they were also pierced with a few small cuts.

Seeing this, Nuomi shook his head and whispered, "Forget it, leave it alone." After a while, I'll be gone. ”

The pillar's face wrinkled, revealing an unrecognizable expression, and stubbornly said, "It hurts." ”

In front of the pillar, Glutinous Rice didn't have the slightest intention of lying, and nodded and said, "Well, it hurts." But at this time, it couldn't be pulled off, but the senior brother was also injured. I was stabbed anyway, so I don't have to clean it up in advance. It's okay, it's a little pain, it's nothing. ”

The pillar pursed his lips and said no more.

However, not speaking does not mean that he will give up.

Although he did not speak, the movements of his hands did not stop at all. He still carefully held Nuomi's arm in his palm, bent down slightly, looked very intently at the vines wrapped around Nuomi's arm, and carefully used his fingers to pluck away the thorns and find a way to tear them apart.

The pillar's palms were very large, and the fingers were also very thick, and he was not good at doing such delicate work, and in a short time countless small holes had been pierced in his hands. Although he didn't feel any pain himself, but Nuomi looked at it from the side, but he felt so painful even looking at it like this.

She couldn't help but want to reach out and stop the pillar.

But when she looked up and saw the focused appearance of the pillar, she was a little speechless.

The pillar's focused expression made her suddenly remember when she was still on Qingquan Peak before. At that time, she didn't know how to use spiritual weapons, she couldn't even use a spiritual hoe, and she was a dead eye, so she could only use her hands to crush the clumped soil on the ground, and her hands were full of wounds. At that time, when Senior Brother Zhuzi helped her clean the wounds between her nails, he was also so serious.

He may not be very good or meticulous enough, but he still has such a heart.

The others had already listened to the Monk in Cloat, but the pillar had no interest in it. In his heart, the pain in Nuomi's arm is what he cares about the most. If he could have gotten rid of those thorns earlier, he would have been willing. Even if he could feel the pain at this time, he would still find a way to pull out the thorns on Nuomi's arm.

He was very careful, for fear that the slightest pull would leave more scars on the glutinous hand, so every movement was careful.

At first, Nuomi wanted to stop it, but then he saw the focused appearance on the pillar and the twisted eyebrows, so he laughed slowly.

The pillar cared about her like this, making her feel warm in her heart.

When Ye Fan and Lou Qianzhong asked her before, she really felt that it didn't matter. This little pain was nothing to her. She had suffered a hundredfold and a thousand times heavier than that. She just thought that this would be a simple way to do damage to the Monk in Cloak and not need to waste time in this illusion.

It was a fleeting opportunity, and she felt that if she hadn't done it, the Monk would soon have fled with dirt. There was a rare opportunity to sneak attack, and she didn't want to waste it at all.

She never regretted it, and she didn't feel that her injury was nothing.

But at this time, when she saw the look of the pillar, her eyes suddenly became a little hot.

Maybe, maybe she shouldn't have been so impulsive. Maybe she would be able to come up with another way to keep the monk with a snap of her fingers.

She herself was not afraid of pain, and was even a little numb. But she never thought that when she was hurt, there would be others who would feel sorry for her. She just doesn't care about her pain, but she doesn't want to see her brother unhappy because of her.

"Senior brother" Nuomi opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything to apologize. If she apologizes at this time, I'm afraid the pillar will only feel at a loss.

Sure enough, the pillar just glanced at her, with a serious look on his face, and said, "Clean it up, soon." Cleaned up, you clean medicated. ”

"yes, okay." In the end, glutinous rice can only nod obediently.

The sword cultivators inside also noticed that Nuomi was not there at this time, turned their heads to look in the direction of the hole, and saw that the pillar was helping Nuomi pull out the vines in his hands.

The Monk also turned his head to look, and after a while he began to nod, "Well, that's right. Her puppet didn't feel pain, although it would also be punctured by the thorns, and unlike it anyway, it was also very convenient to help her clean the thorns. Ah, a good little girl, clean and clean, how could she think of hurting herself. If you have a scar on your hand, isn't it a tyrannical thing? It's a pity, it's a pity, how can you not take care of your body like this. Look, her puppets know a lot more than she does. ”

Several sword cultivators sitting across from him looked at him in unison.

If it weren't for the so-called examiner who set such a tattered rule and kept running away in the end, where would it be Nuomi's turn to use such a self-mutilating method to hurt people. Even if it is a dignified fight, Nuomi is only an immortal cultivator, and the one who stands at the end will suffer any injuries.

This person is really, he is cheap and good.

ps: Kneel down for myself.,The title of the last chapter should have been "Attack", what kind of eyes did I have, I actually typed the wrong title, embarrassed!