Mingqi hugged her tightly and explained in a low voice, "It's okay...... It's okay, it's just that my hand was scratched, my hand was injured before, and it hasn't healed, so it's more serious. ”

A voice shouted in his heart: A little more serious, a little more serious, it is not easy for him to finally hug his daughter-in-law.

His brows were furrowed, his face was haggard, his lips were pale, his body trembled, and his soaked white robe, like fragile white petals, began to change color from the hem.

Huang Yu could even feel that the temperature on his body was colder than the ice bed, especially near his heart, and he had the posture to freeze everything around him.

Where is the temperature that a normal underworld should have, even the dead are higher than him.

Huang Yu's brow furrowed tightly.

Ming Qi felt the scene in front of him dizzy and frenzied, although he leaned on Huang Yu's body, he still felt that the whole person was spinning, non-stop, turning faster and faster, and his head was thrown as if he was hanging.

He struggled to open his eyes, staring closely, and seeing that nothing else appeared behind Huang Yu, before slowly drooping.

Yu Guang saw his injured hand. The palm of his hand was rotting and pus, festering, and the hand that grabbed the blade of the sword was cut through a long and narrow opening, and cold blood poured out of the wound, and he looked at it, his eyes gradually becoming hollow.

Everything that was intensely colored was black in his eyes, the color of a nightmare, and cold blood kept gushing out, like a blooming flower.

He didn't have a hand to cover, and the injury to his other hand was even more serious than this one, and whether he could save it was another matter.

At this time, he was still thinking inappropriately, it was better not to let Huang Yu see it, it was too ugly and would scare her.

Huang Yu deserves the best thing in the world, this is not what she should see, wait a little longer, endure it a little longer, and it will heal soon.

The blood flowed more, it became calm and numb, and he gradually lost his feelings.

Nausea, fatigue, uncontrollable dizziness haunted him, and the good smell of Phoenix Feather's hair was the last trace of clarity in him.

There is a faint sweetness in the mouth, like eating sugar, and the wisps of sweetness reach the bottom of the heart.

He can't faint, he still has a lover to protect.

He didn't allow himself to be so useless.

Time passed little by little.

When his head no longer hurt unbearably, he felt that a long day had passed, but in fact, less than half a cup of tea had passed.

When he opened his eyes, his originally clear eyes became confused, and a faint layer of mist covered them.

"I feel better." He said weakly, a soft smile curled into the corners of his pale lips.

The man was too close, the kind of distance that could be touched when he turned his head, Huang Yu didn't turn his head, his face turned to the side, and asked him, "Can you get up now?" ”

Huang Yu's side face is like a beautiful picture, the eyebrows, the eyes, the lips, every place is reluctant to look away. Ming Qi finally coveted Huang Yu's body temperature, hugged it tightly, and let go.

"Do you dislike me like that?" He pretended to be relaxed.

But he didn't know that his face was now white, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Huang Yu's hanging heart had not yet fallen, and he was relieved to hear the man's familiar joke.

She knew that as soon as this man came to life, his mouth began to talk nonsense again.

"Why are you so much and why are you ......"

Huang Yu's eyes widened in surprise.

Dressed in a black robe, with a token with an ancient pattern tied around his waist, solemn and majestic, it seems to be one with this darkness. Bright red flowers adorn the corners of the robe, and there is a faint luster flowing on it, as if it is alive. His jet-black hair was smooth and flowing, like a black brocade dyed out. The red flowers in black clothes set off his pale skin and snow, as if slightly exuding a silver-white glow. There is a delicate and small jade crown on his head, and Tsinghua is cold, and he is noble in his coldness, showing a domineering spirit that surpasses others.

Compared to pure white, he is still more suitable for the black of the demonic ye. Huang Yu suddenly remembered that when the two of them met for the first time, after the black whirlwind dissipated, the man showed a look that made her ashamed.

No matter how many times she saw him, she would still be amazed by his appearance.

What a wickedness.

The corners of Ming Qi's mouth rose slightly, her slender phoenix eyes were like stars, her lowered gaze carried a little warmth that penetrated people's hearts, and the cold breath all over her body seemed to be slowly melting.

"Ah, how did you change back to this?" He looked at himself reflected in Huang Yu's eyes, and said with some surprise in his tone.

"To what extent have you consumed your Spiritual Qi?" Huang Yu asked him in a deep voice, "Don't tell me it's just a small injury, the injury that can beat you back to its original form will definitely not be so simple." ”

Ming Qi was slightly shocked in her eyes and asked her, "How do you know that I was beaten back to my original form?" Can't I be the one I want to be? I think it's pretty good, but it's too shameful to type. ”

He raised his hand, touched his face, and nodded confidently.

"It's not bad, the face is still good." He commented.

Huang Yu pursed his mouth, and the words that came to his mouth were suppressed by his narcissism. She shouldn't have asked him serious questions.

The moment his gaze shifted, he saw his hand.

"Your hand ......" Huang Yu looked at the bloody hand in shock.

There is hardly a complete piece of skin on the whole hand, and the messy scars are of different sizes and colors, some new and some old, and the wounds are shocking.

It was slashed with a sharp object near the pulse, and a little blood oozed out of the wound, flowing down the wrist and into the sleeve of the coat. The biggest wound is not on the back of the hand, but in the palm of the hand, the whole palm is cut from the middle of a big opening, blood is dripping, the skin and flesh turned out of the wound have been turned white, and blood beads are still bubbling out, it is not an exaggeration to say that the skin is open.

The clothes were black, so she never saw the color of the blood, which also concealed the severity of the wound.

"What's the matter with your hands???" Huang Yu was shocked. "This ......"

She suddenly felt a little sore in her eyes, as if she had entered water, which made people want to cry.

Shen Qi sighed, quickly hid his hand behind his back, and said as if he didn't care: "It's okay, it's an old injury, it hasn't been healed, I added another knife just now, it looks serious, it's not a big deal, it'll be fine in a while, I'm a person with divine power healing and stygian healing." ”

"You're lying." Huang Yu looked at his eyes, suppressed the unknown anger in his heart, and ruthlessly dismantled him: "You have two healing techniques, but the effect is already very small. In one place, the recovery time is the fastest when you are injured once, and the recovery time is doubled when you are injured twice, and it is doubled when you are injured three times. You haven't removed so many old wounds on your hand, how many times has this hand been injured? You're still lying! ”

"Oops, it's been discovered." Ming Qi was still smiling, without the slightest consciousness of being exposed. Of course, he knew how many times his hand had hurt, and he also knew that what Huang Yu said was true, but he didn't care.

He just didn't want Huang Yu to worry.

"Huang Yu, are you caring about me?" He suddenly approached and smiled badly.

Huang Yu completely ignored his deliberate distraction, frowned and said, "I'll look at your other hand." ”

Ming Qi subconsciously hid both hands behind his back and looked for healing medicine from his sleeve.

"Nope." He said, "Unless you kiss me." ”

Huang Yu glared at him, his blue eyes staring at him tightly, deep and deep, with an irresistible edge, a silent threat.

Ying Qi looked back and was quickly defeated.

was seen by Huang Yu's eyes, and her gaze went straight to the bottom of her heart, as if all the secrets in her heart had been seen through by her.

Ming Qi blinked, and said with a little weakness: "It's not good-looking, the flesh and blood are blurry, you will have nightmares at night when you watch it." Is it okay not to watch it? ”

"Nope."

Shen Qi's gaze was a little evasive.

"You don't have to find a way to delay time, such a big wound, even if you are given an hour, it will not be able to heal, let alone the time you delay." Huang Yu said.

Ying Qi really had no choice but to take her, helplessly: "Why do you say you are so concerned about my hands?" I almost thought you really cared about me. ”

Huang Yu didn't know what was wrong with her, she just really wanted to know how badly he was hurt.

Defeated by her stubborn gaze, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stretched out her hand.

Hopefully, the effect will be faster.

Huang Yu thought that the other hand was similar to the one just now, but he didn't expect to be even more shocked when he saw it.

The palm of his left hand was pierced directly into a round hole, and the skin burst out, the bloody wounds rolled up, and the white medicine that had just been sprinkled on it.

"I'll just say, it's not good-looking, you said you want to see it, it's ugly. Don't look at it, don't look at it, it's nothing ......."

"Turn it over." Huang Yu closed his eyes in pain and said.

Before he finished his sentence, he hesitated for a moment, and obediently turned his palm.

The skin on the back of the hand is dull, dry and thin, like a withered branch, which makes people unbearable. In some places, the white foam has been scarred, the scars are criss-crossed, like old tree roots, and blood is pouring out.

The two hands were out of place with him as a whole.

"Just now...... It is...... A sword came, and it hit you in the back of the heart, and I didn't have time to block it, so I blocked it with my hand. Shen Qi lifted his penetrated left hand, "I grabbed it with my hand, and it was like this." ”

"Why are you ......" Huang Yu didn't know what to say.

There was a man who could do it for herself, and she couldn't figure out what his purpose was. Even if it's a heart made of stone, it's time to shake a little.

Wisps of pain came up again, and Huang Yu secretly swallowed the bloody breath in his throat.

"Because I like you, little god-kun, I'm here for you." In Huang Yu's gaze, Ming Qi hid his hand behind his back again, and said, "How many times you ask is the answer, until you believe it." ”

Huang Yu automatically ignored his words and asked, "What about the sword?" ”

Shen Qi hesitated for a moment and replied, "Sword ...... It seems to have gone in. ”

"Got in? Where did you go? In hand? ”

"It should be ......"

The two men fell silent.

"But it doesn't seem to feel anything, it won't eat me, and if it does, I'll eat it." Ming Qi hurriedly comforted Huang Yu.

"Ahh

Ming Qi subconsciously thought that Mei Yin was not dead yet, but what slowly appeared was a big purple eyeball, as big as two people, shining with a vicious light.

"Do you think my little pet will be so easily devoured? No, no, no, you're too naïve, Styx, it will eat away at your body little by little, block your veins, control your brain, you just wait to become my puppet! ”

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