The small tip of the plum blossom needle suddenly cut into Qingwen's palm as easily as a mud pill.

Wei Xiaobao watched from the sidelines and really exclaimed.

In his mind, this young lady who had only been in Tingli Pavilion for half a month was almost the only playmate he could find in this chaotic environment and was almost the same age as him.

bullying her, that's actually just an expression of Wei Xiaobao's boredom and liking Qingwen. Perhaps, it can be said, this is also the only way he will express it.

Therefore, in Wei Xiaobao's opinion, Qingwen was suddenly attacked by her embroidery needle, and she should be at a loss like herself, which is reasonable. Why, Sister Qingwen would be so calm and perverted?! Wei Xiaobao couldn't help but secretly speak.

But seeing Qingwen, she really didn't have the panic that Wei Xiaobao expected, she was staring at her eyebrows and holding her breath.

Qingwen not only stood still, but slowly closed her eyes as if nothing had happened, and there was no small sword called an "embroidery needle" inserted into her palm, which made her palm bleed.

With a calm expression, she gradually adjusted her breathing, until the wisps of impetuousness in her heart that were born from the attack were internalized into a leisurely stream of heat.

Then, Xiao Qingwen used a calm breath to press this hot flow back to the dantian and stored it.

When Qingwen opened her eyes again, she was no longer the seven or eight-year-old girl who was in a hurry to deal with the "embroidery needle" attack just now, and in her eyes, somehow, there seemed to be a kind of calmness and resoluteness that only those who had lost their country and those who had suffered great trauma could have.

This look frightened Wei Xiaobao again, and he panicked and returned the rest of the mixed mix and dried fruits, and stuffed them directly into Qingwen's waist pocket.

At the same time, there were words in his mouth, and he said: "Sister is ruthless enough! Well, sister is mighty! Small, I'll go and get you the 'Dinghai Shen Needle' in the back kitchen." ”

Qingwen waited for Wei Xiaobao to go away, she saw that there was no one around, so she gritted her teeth, and pulled out the "embroidery needle" thin sword in her left palm with her right hand, and after pulling it out, she rubbed the embroidery needle on her belt to remove the bloodstains, and inserted it directly back into the scabbard on her waist.

As soon as the embroidery needle comes out of the palm, it stands for a while, and the blood flows in the palm of the hand.

Qingwen hurriedly and quickly pressed her hand on the fish point to stop the blood flow. Because she held down the bleeding mouth with her right hand, she had to use her injured left hand to pull the belt on her body and hand the other side of the belt to her mouth, twisted her head, and pulled her mouth hard, "Tear it-" The belt was torn off, Qingwen divided it by two with three times and five by two, and wrapped the torn strip of cloth around the palm of her left hand for several weeks, completing the bandaging of the strip of cloth.