Looking at the puppets summoned by the 'Eight Rooms' who were swept away by his own qi wave and got up again and were about to rush over here, Su Han just reached out and grabbed the handle of the 'Eight Rooms', and they immediately turned into shadows and disappeared into the ground - the black pupils that had lost the 'Eight Rooms' could no longer control those dolls, and when Su Han held the handle, it was like a reset to return them to the space of the Eight Rooms.

However, the 'Eight Rooms' is a very demonic imperial tool, but it is not so simple to be at the mercy of Su Han, just at the moment when the puppets all disappeared, the scene in front of Su Han's eyes changed violently, countless corpses and mountains of blood appeared in front of his eyes, and the countless blood-stained human figures continued to stretch out blood-colored hands to him, crying and shouting, hoping to include Su Han as one of them.

At the same time, the black pupil who had just stood up saw a strange red glow emanating from the 'Bafang' knife, and Su Han was stunned in place and immediately rushed towards Su Han, pulled out the dagger inserted in his waist, and plunged it into Su Han's heart at the same time, he reached out and held the handle of the knife...... "Bah!!!!! Yes!!!!!! ”

The black pupil hand that had just grasped the handle of the knife bounced away like an electric shock, and at the same time let go of the hand holding the dagger, holding his head in both hands and letting out an extremely frightened howl, Su Han seemed to have become more terrifying than the flood beast in her eyes, and retreated with both hands and feet, leaving a few meters on the ground and then turned around and ran, the wolf bèi's appearance was not a well-trained assassin at all, but just a frightened little girl.

"Just now...... What's going on with that......"

When he saw those hallucinations, Su Han did fall into them for a while, but soon, Su Han found himself, and he had sharpened his spiritual power for many years in the evil of this world, and he was not afraid of this little erosion at all, and almost instantly pushed out the illusion that invaded his mind, and then, he saw the black pupils that could not be described as a fart and urine, crying and running into the distance.

"Do women like to stab their hearts so much...... Although I didn't understand why Hei Tong would do this at all, the pain in his chest made Su Han have to let go of his plan to think about Hei Tong's behavior, not dying doesn't mean that it won't hurt, the ancients used heart-rending to describe severe pain, he is really heartbreaking......

Su Han was really depressed, he provoked anyone, he was stabbed in the heart twice in a row in just a few days, he didn't want to faint again......

"Obviously, your heart has been pierced, you are really calm." After experiencing the almost life-threatening incident just now, the sect leader's voice did not change at all, he came to Su Han, glanced at the dagger on his chest, and said softly: "I can heal the wound in your heart, but I can't help the poison on it." ”

Su Han, who began to spill black blood from his nose and mouth, eyes and ears, twitched his eyebrows, and the black pupils were ...... Tell a little harder......

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The golden light swirled around the palm of the sect leader, bringing a warm current to the hideous wound on Su Han's chest, under this golden streamer, he pulled out the dagger, and the blood that should have spurted out was well suppressed, and only a small amount of blood stained the clothes in front of Su Han's body along his chest.

"It's an amazing restorative." The sect leader looked at the blood that had recovered faster than the wound that healed quickly, turning from black to red, and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Su Han's physique is simply invincible, according to this kind of recovery power, even if you don't need me, your life is not in danger, right?" ”

"Well, Sect Master, you can stop, let's go see your people, their injuries are much worse than mine." Looking at the busy scene next to him, Su Han pressed the sect leader's hand to treat him, originally in the first round of raids, many guards fell forever, and there were not a few who were seriously injured, and he was angry with him just now, although he kept his hand, but it was undoubtedly worse for the guards who were seriously injured and fell to the ground and were washed several times.

Now, counting the guards and assassins who have been put aside for the time being, they are already dead, and another group of seriously injured guards are being rescued by the guards who are still able to move, but the guards who were stabbed in the torso all turned black, in fact, the ones who can really be saved in the end are those who were only injured to the limbs and then immediately cut off by their companions, but even these people, if they don't stop the bleeding quickly, they will die a little half.

"Thank you for your understanding." As the sect leader of Anning Dao, he was actually very worried about those believers, but just now Su Han saved his life, so it was reasonable to treat Su Han first, and after getting his words, the sect leader immediately got up and walked towards those seriously injured disciples.

"Please calm down, relax your arms, and expose the wound to me......" While treating the cultists, he whispered and comforted, the personality charm of the sect leader alone was fully revealed, and the guards who were originally a little flustered immediately became organized, and everyone carried out their work quietly and efficiently.

"What's the matter, Su Han? There's been a lot of movement here. Silently, the red pupil appeared beside him, and immediately, he saw a large blood stain on Su Han's chest: "Are you injured?" ”

"It's fine." Although the blood was still seeping out from the cracks of the hands covering his chest, Su Han's heart had completely healed, and now it was just that the epidermis had not completely recovered: "Put this down first, you look at this." With that, Su Han raised the eighth room to the eyes of the red pupil.

“！” The moment he saw the eighth room, the red pupil's face changed suddenly, and he immediately turned his head and searched for the corpses of the group of assassins.

"Don't worry, the black pupils aren't in there."

Hearing Su Han's words, the red pupil's expression instantly relaxed, but then it became complicated again: "Su Han, did you keep your hand?" ”

"......" didn't speak, but it was a tacit acquiescence.

"You don't have to." Although the expression was very complicated, Chi Tong still looked at Su Han with a little reproachful eyes: "They are the empire's assassination force, and she is also a member of the assassination team, since I have chosen this path, even if you let her go today, one day, she will face us again." ”

"Red Pupil ......"

"However, thank you, Su Han, rather than dying at the hands of any partner I value in the night attack, I still hope to be able to bury the black pupil with my own hands, so that it is the most acceptable ending for everyone and me." The red pupil stroked the blade of the eighth room, and his eyes were soft: "After all, no matter what, the black pupil is my most beloved sister......"

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PS: A new week has begun, although there is no hope, but I still want to say, everyone, more or less give some recommendation votes......