The fighting spirit in Jiujiu's body had not fully recovered, and at this time, her body and mind had suffered so much that her mind began to become groggy.

She watched Leng Yantian pick up the iron tongs again, this time he put the iron tongs on the thumb of his right hand, she couldn't help but palpitate in her heart, obviously he hadn't moved a bit, but the heart-rending pain just now seemed to be surging again, her black eyes narrowed slightly, and she wanted to scold something angrily, but found that her body was like dehydrated, and she didn't even have the strength to scold.

The corners of his mouth were lifted with self-deprecation, even if he was hunted down and killed for more than ten years in his previous life, he did not have such a wolf, his arm was dislocated, and his ten fingers were on the verge of being destroyed.

How cruel is this cold old thief, Jiujiu now has the body of a ten-year-old girl, and he really can do it.

Just when the cold smile was about to exert his strength again to warp the nail cover off the girl's thumb, a great change came.

"Bang!" The cold old body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

A silver thread gently brushed Jiujiu's cheeks, causing her to lose her mind for a moment.

He...... Woke up.

Jiujiu didn't know what she was feeling in her heart now, in short, when she smelled that unique aroma, her eyes couldn't help but be a little red, and her heart was filled with aggrieved bubbles.

The "white ......" throat was now hoarse, with a slight trilling sound when calling out the name of the person who came out.

Hearing that people didn't care about the cold old thief who couldn't fly out, he hurriedly turned around and quickly cut off four wrist-thick chains with the back of his hand.

The girl was not pulled by the chain, and her body fell straight into the arms of the silver-haired man like a floating leaf.

"Xiao Jiu'er, how are you?" The man's eyes touched the girl's pale face with fear.

"Arm...... "Jiujiu ......didn't know why, after seeing Wenrenbai's handsome face, she always wanted to cry, but she still held back.

Wen Renbai only saw Jiujiu's arms at this time, and they were all dislocated.

How much it hurts, she's only a ten-year-old child.

His lips trembled, looking at the pain on Jiujiu's body, his heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, and he was a little suffocated by the pain.

"It's okay...... It's okay...... Xiao Jiu'er is good, it won't hurt right away. Jiujiu originally hated that others treated her in a childlike tone, but today I don't know what's going on, and such childish words are quite useful to her.

Wen Renbai's palm carried a soft white light, gently stroked the girl's shoulder twice, and the injured arm was bathed in white light, and it was automatically restored after a while.

He stroked the bloody index finger of his right hand again, and the finger, which had no nail cover, quickly grew a new nail cover.

As soon as the pain all over his body healed, Jiujiu seemed to be reborn, and he was a lot more relaxed.

She sat up from the man's arm, her eyes grim to the place where the cold sky had fallen.

Wen Renbai looked Jiujiu up and down several times, and after making sure that there were no other scars, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After Leng Yantian was thrown out by Wen Renbai's sleeve, he was knocked into the ground, and after a long time, he got up from the ground in a daze.

The first thing that broke into his eyes was the silver-haired Wen Renbai, who was full of anger, and immediately turned into a great surprise.