To be honest, it didn't hurt as much as I thought.

It may also be because the blade is sharpened fast enough and the blood is spurting outward, so that the wound feels hot.

But at this moment, Chonghua didn't have the heart to feel it, and his body temperature seemed to be quickly drained away, and his whole body quickly became cold.

Time seems to be slow, slow, slow.

In his ears, he could hear Luo Chen's low roar, the voice of the Nine Emperor Princes shouting, and the sound of Zuo Jichuan breaking in.

Then, a warm hand held down his neck.

"Look at me!" Bai Ze's voice had never been so cold. As if staring at the sorrow of several lifetimes, his tone was full of murder.

Chonghua's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Bai Ze in a daze.

"Is there any way to stop her bleeding first?" Bai Ze pressed the relentless bleeding wound on Chonghua's neck with one hand, and turned over the surgical bag he carried with the other hand.

Wei Fuzi followed and broke in, startled by Chonghua who was lying in a pool of blood in front of him, Bai Ze came back to his senses as soon as he shouted, and tapped his fingers on Chonghua a few times. The blood miraculously stopped.

Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked them about the kung fu of some acupoints, and then he could sew Chonghua's neck up first.

It's a long wound, if they hadn't been waiting outside, and when they arrived, Chonghua would have been cold.

"Young man, hostages can only be of the greatest use if they are alive, and if they are killed, they are useless, do you understand!" Zuo Jichuan stepped on Dongfang Xu's shoulder, but his laughing voice was cold.

Luo Chen's sword had already pierced Dongfang Xu's shoulder. The dagger had been knocked out, and Dongfang Xu was nailed to the ground like a lamb to the slaughter. Even so, Dongfang Xu's face was not moved at all, as if he did not feel pain.

The golden armor guards in the hall were put down by Qinglong and the others in minutes.

They may not be very skilled with knives, but they can shoot with guns and even with their eyes closed.

"Lost too much blood, find a way to transfuse." Bai Ze quickly stitched Chonghua's wound together with his hands and feet. Although it is even more difficult to suture blood vessels in such a place, he has been working as a Doctor Without Borders for so many years, honing his skills to save people at any time. Compared to the precarious situation of war, it is good enough that the lights cannot keep up.

"Qinglin, needle. Needle! The white tiger roared.

Chonghua can't die yet. At least not yet.

This is Chonghua's dream, and it is Chonghua who builds the whole world. If Chonghua dies in this world, no one can guarantee what this world will become.

Luo Chen squeezed Chonghua's hand and looked at Chonghua for a moment.

That sword was going to pierce Dongfang Xu's neck. But he dodged it. Only stabbed in the shoulder. A stab can make him never see the sun tomorrow morning for the rest of his life. But Zuo Jichuan stopped him.

Sometimes death is a pleasant thing, and letting him die in such a light way is not in line with Zuo Jichuan's philosophy of life.

"Hurry up. I have it in my room. Go and call Ying Long! Bai Ze pinched Chonghua's barely detectable pulse and shouted loudly.

Qinglin's side seemed to be dead silent, silent.

Where did he go at such a critical time? Qinglong clenched his fist, snatched the silver needle in Bai Ze's hand, and stabbed it into his thigh.

In an instant, the green dragon vanished.

Everyone was silent, and their eyes widened as they looked at the place where Qinglong was standing.

White Tiger: "Is this okay?" ”

Pain can be a real awakening. But in a dream, you shouldn't feel pain. Qinglong was able to wake himself up like this? How did they not take this into account?

But also, for a group of simple ancient people, only they have the share of slaughtering these people, who can hurt them a bit? If you don't have an injury, it won't hurt, and if you don't hurt, you don't know that you can wake up this way.

After about 20 seconds, Bai Ze's eyebrows moved, and he turned out the infusion tube from his bag.

"There's no way to get a blood type test right now!" The white tiger shouted.

Bai Ze frowned, took out the needle from his bag again, and drew Chonghua's blood to test his blood type.

Xuanwu watched Bai Ze busy with his work, and said to Suzaku with some emotion: "Fortunately, we didn't oppose Bai Ze's study of medicine with the earl back then. It's really foolproof to have him there. ”

Imagine if they were injured like this, and they wouldn't have had time to treat them, they would have died.

"Type B, White Tiger Xuanwu!" There was no time to test the others, Bai Ze only remembered that Xuanwu and Baihu should be blood type B. White Tiger and Xuanwu rolled up their sleeves without saying a word.

There is no time to draw out blood and then transfuse, so it can only be used by direct blood transfusion. Bai Ze first stuck a needle in Chonghua's side, but the moment he picked up Chonghua's arm, Bai Ze was stunned.

The icy touch is all too familiar.

Zuo Jichuan saw Bai Ze suddenly stop moving, and his eyebrows jumped. Rushed over.

Chonghua's eyes widened, and he didn't bother for a moment. Zuo Jichuan stretched out his fingers and pressed them on Chonghua's neck, one second, two seconds......

Bai Ze slowly closed his eyes: "Is Qinglong here?" Record the time of death. ”

Luo Chen lowered his head slightly, unable to see his expression clearly, but he held Chonghua's hand tightly, but he didn't let go.

Suzaku's eyes widened as he stared at Chonghua.

He's dead? How can it be! Shouldn't Chonghua be the protagonist of this dream? How could it be dead? Isn't this Chonghua's dream? Could it be that Chonghua is just a passerby?

Zuo Jichuan wrinkled his eyebrows, and Chonghua lost his life in front of their eyes. It was not at all what they expected.

She is supposed to be standing on the outermost side and only exist as a witness. But now, she was lying on the ground covered in blood, and she didn't even close her eyes, and just left.

In the main hall, the silence is terrible.

Luo Chen knelt beside Chonghua like that, without any breath in his body. The suffocating feeling as if the air around him had been evacuated made it difficult for Bai Ze, who was closest to him, to breathe.

Slowly raising his head, his originally golden eyes turned an almost transparent crimson.

Bai Ze was startled, and reflexively jumped up to avoid the distance.

It's human instinct when it's in danger. will subconsciously flee. This instinct cannot be changed by training.

This is the most primitive instinct in human blood.

"Write...... Wheel eyes? The white tiger opened his mouth slightly.

"When is it still troublesome!" Suzaku let out a low snort and pulled the white tiger out of Luo Chen's sight.

If you match the eyes, you're in trouble.

It's as if you've encountered a wild beast in the forest. It's fine if he can't see you, but if he sees you, it's not so easy to get away.

What the hell is going on?

No one could see how Luo Chen moved. Blood gushed out like a fountain. Dongfang Xu gritted his teeth and didn't scream.

An arm broke away from his body and flew towards the door. The screams of the Nine Emperor Princes were just like that.

Another sword, no one made a sound to stop it. One leg flew towards the emperor who was sitting on the Nine Dragons couch.

All you could hear was the dull sound of metal clashing against bones and the muffled grunt of it.

Blood oozed from the corners of Dongfang Xu's mouth, and his lips had already been bitten. Maybe the flesh on his lips was bitten off by him. But even so, he still didn't shout.

Luo Chen's cold eyes seemed to be a fire. The icy flame burned all of Dongfang Xu's painful nerves.

The already somewhat dim eyes reflected a cold sword blade. A sword pierced Dongfang Xu's head.

Silence reigned in the hall once again.

Suzaku and the others were surprised to find out. I forgot to breathe.

Zuo Jichuan frowned, the enraged beast had no way to control it. Seeing that Luo Chen dismembered Dongfang Xu, I am afraid that the next one will be the emperor sitting on it. If I can't say it, I'm afraid the entire palace will be involved. How to temporarily appease Luo Chen's anger has become the biggest problem at the moment.

"Chuan. Come back. Something happened here. Qinglong's voice was rare and strict.

Zuo Jichuan didn't wait to ask what was going on. It was dark.

Opened his eyes suddenly. The crystal chandelier on the azure ceiling reflects the brilliant light. The stinger's eyes hurt slightly.

"Ah, a headache. I didn't get used to the feeling when I came back. The white tiger's voice sounded from the side.

Suzaku snorted softly and rubbed his eyebrows. The whole person curled up on the bed. Obviously, the headache is also very uncomfortable.

Xuanwu got up and went to the bathroom, followed by nausea and retching with a headache.

Zuo Jichuan shook his head slightly, the scene in front of him shook slightly, closed his eyes and was silent for a while, before he felt that he had woken up.

Qinglong stood at the door and waited for them, watching Zuo Jichuan and the others come to their senses before saying in a low voice, "Chonghua is awake." ”

Zuo Jichuan coughed twice, probably because he had slept for too long, and his throat was very dry: "Woke up here?" ”

Qinglongsu nodded with this face: "Moreover, she doesn't remember anything." ”

Zuo Jichuan opened his mouth slightly, but the words were on his lips but he didn't say them.

"Don't remember?" Suzaku took over the conversation in surprise: "Is it because it is dead over there, and there is an impact here?" ”

Qinglong shook his head: "She just doesn't remember what happened in the dream." Everything else is remembered. ”

Zuo Jichuan still opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened.

"Ning Yuan: They are doing a routine check-up on her. When I woke up, I hurried to the flower room. Qinglong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, with an expression urging them to wash their faces and brush their teeth.

Zuo Jichuan slowed down, lifted the quilt and got up, and Muramasa slipped off the quilt. Looking down, Zuo Jichuan stuffed the village back into the bed.

In the flower room, Chonghua leaned on a pile of soft cushions, and looked at the smiling man in front of him with slightly dull eyes.

She didn't know him, but she had an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Do you have a headache?" The sound is so gentle, like the winter sun shining on a fluffy blanket.

Chonghua's eyes rolled slightly, looked at Zuo Jichuan and the others who rushed to the door, and said lightly: "It doesn't hurt." ”

The man sitting across from her smiled slightly: "Is your chest tight?" ”

Chonghua retracted his eyes and looked at the man in front of him with a little doubt: "Who are you?" ”

The man blinked, smiled and took off his rimless glasses: "I forgot to introduce, my name is Ying Long." You should be meeting me for the first time. ”

Chonghua nodded slightly: "Hello." ”

Ying Long smiled: "Hello." ”

Zuo Jichuan pushed Ying Long away and stared at Chonghua: "Who am I?" ”

Chonghua: "........................ Senior Zuo, do you also have amnesia? ”

From the first time, Chonghua followed Lu Ningyuan, and they called Zuo Jichuan as a senior, with a shallow ridicule in a relaxed tone. Zuo Jichuan breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, not all forgotten.

"Do you remember them?" Zuo Jichuan turned slightly sideways, letting go of Suzaku and the others behind him.

Chonghua calmly looked at Suzaku and the others and shook his head.

Apparently I don't remember.

Zuo Jichuan thought for a while and asked, "Who is Mu Jingran, do you remember?" ”

Chonghua blinked and nodded. Mu Jingran is a woman who is hard to forget. Such a warmth, such a bloom, people who have seen her are unforgettable.

Zuo Jichuan pinched his chin and frowned slightly.

"Young master, is this partial amnesia?" Suzaku can see that Chonghua is not completely amnesia, it should be considered a fragment, she seems to remember what happened at the beginning, and the rest of the things are obviously forgotten.

In the beginning...... Zuo Jichuan rolled his eyes and asked with a smile: "Zhou Wenyuan, do you remember?" ”

Chonghua looked at Zuo Jichuan, his eyes were blank: "Should I remember?" ”

Everyone was stunned, at the beginning, she was forced to be detained in the Tongjiang Mansion by Zhou Wenyuan for a period of time, and at that time they began to contact Chonghua.

Chonghua blinked and looked at Zuo Jichuan: "Didn't Senior Sister Mu invite you to give me a psychological evaluation?" ”

Zuo Jichuan was silent: "Ying Long, fix it, she is not amnesia, she has a confused memory." ”

Hell! When was he invited by Mu Jingran to give her a psychological evaluation! How much does it cost to ask him at one time, girl, do you know?

Qinglin stood on the edge of the bed and wiped his sweat: "When I woke up in the morning, something was not right, and then I had convulsions and epilepsy. Heart failure at one point. Uncle Zuo and Ying Long rescued for nearly three hours before they were stable. While she was taking her blood pressure, she opened her eyes. Uncle Zuo was taken aback. ”

Wasn't it startled, and the subject, who had been asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. It's like when you dissect it, the person under the knife opens his eyes, and his soul is half frightened.

"And don't you see anything wrong?" Qinglin muttered quietly.

Qinglong frowned: "If you have something to say, say it generously, what are the girls!" ”

Qinglin glared at Qinglong: "Master didn't remind you that you didn't have eyes, right?" ”

Qinglong's green muscles jumped violently, and his fist was raised, but it was violently blocked by Suzaku.

"I really didn't find ......"

Qinglong was about to bow his head and scold Suzaku for stopping him from teaching his younger brother a lesson, but found that everyone was staring at Chonghua. Follow Suzaku's gaze. Qinglong was surprised to find that he really hadn't noticed this either.

"Chonghua, your eyes ......" Zuo Jichuan pointed at Chonghua dumbfounded.

Chonghua was slightly stunned, what happened to his eyes? It's clear that I can see it well, but I'm not blind.

Seeing her cute expression, Ying Long smiled and took a mirror from the side and handed it to Chonghua. Chonghua looked at the mirror suspiciously, and the eyes reflected in the mirror were definitely not her original.

Golden eyes, as if another person was looking at her through a mirror.

With a shake of his hand, the mirror fell on the quilt. Chonghua covered his mouth tightly, his face full of horror. (To be continued......)