CHAPTER 40

"Frost Boy, Ling Frost Boy is not here." The little guy said, sneakily coming in with a medicine box. "Well, I'm tired." As he spoke, he closed the door, for fear that someone would see him. turned around, untied the sleeves on his wrists to reveal his wrists wrapped in gauze, quickly untied the gauze, changed the dressing, and wrapped the gauze. Then the little guy skillfully packed up and left quickly. As he walked, he muttered in his heart: This frost boy is really strange, if he is injured, he will change the medicine openly. Why be sneaky. And he has to hide it from Ling Shuang Gongzi, and he always has to take advantage of Ling Shuang Gongzi's absence to change the medicine. I can't change the medicine on time, and the injury that could have been healed in a few days has not been improved after so long.

Frost closed the door and straightened the sleeves of his shirt. I was also a little surprised in my heart: the Twin Knife Hunter really lived up to his reputation, and he thought that the injury that day was just a cut, and it would soon scab over. But I didn't want the wound to get worse and worse, it turned out that the power of Ouyang's knife technique was not in the knife itself, but in the knife qi. However, unlike Ling Shuang's knife qi, this sword qi did not attack immediately when it entered the body, but stayed in the body and did not know when it would erupt. It's really a terrible knife qi, but fortunately, I only hurt a wound, otherwise I am afraid it would not be so simple.

I straightened up my sleeves and took out a small bag from the cupboard, and when I opened it, it was the blood-stained hat. Frost carefully observed the cut of the hat: such a fast knife, I thought that such a heavy knife, it would not be too sharp. Fortunately, when he came back, he changed the topic in time, and did not let Ling Shuang notice the matter of the hat. Frost is also very aggressive, and he has never been injured all the way. Otherwise, these two people who both use the strong knife technique collide together, and they definitely want to try the knife. The temperament of these two people will definitely not stop. Although Ling Shuang is steady, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be difficult to calm down when he meets an opponent in chess. It's just that what to do with this hat. Frost also thought about throwing it away, but he was worried about being discovered by Ling Shuang. Burning nature is the best way, but for some reason, Frost is reluctant to do anything, so he can only drag it like this. Worried about Ling Shuang again, he asked, but he didn't know how to answer.

"It's really a domineering knife spirit." The voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Hanshuang didn't even have a surprise in his heart, and there was a feeling of helplessness: he had hidden it for so long, and he didn't hide it. Fortunately, Ouyang is not here, there shouldn't be anything, right? "Your internal strength has been refined again, when will it arrive?" Frost looked at the door that was still closed, and then at the people sitting next to her. I wondered for a while: Have I been too negligent in practicing recently? However, in the case of several other internal forces being suppressed, Ling Shuang's internal strength was indeed above himself, if he didn't want to be discovered by himself, even if he wasn't distracted just now, he wouldn't be able to find out. But he didn't want Ling Shuang to answer, just looked Han Shuang up and down. Looking at Frost, he was a little stunned: "What's wrong?" "That hurts." Although it should be a question sentence, the frost who knows Ling Shuang very well can understand it. had to untie the sleeves that had just been tied, and Ling Shuang took Hanshuang's wrist and tested it with internal force with one hand. His expression still didn't change, but Hanshuang could see clearly that Ling Shuang was clearly frowning.

"The injuries have healed." It's just that the sword qi can't be forced out. Seeing that Ling Shuang was silent, he held Hanshuang's wrist with his backhand, and the internal force in his hand was even worse, and as the white gauze that was forced out of the knife qi suddenly seeped red, there was a sudden dull pain. Hanshuang gritted his teeth and suppressed the shout, but he couldn't stop the cold sweat on his forehead: this sword qi was more powerful than he imagined. Ling Shuang withdrew his hand: "No matter how reckless you are, something will happen sooner or later." "If such a fierce sword qi is allowed to remain in the body, it will cause a catastrophe sooner or later." Thanks a lot. "The frost path regulates itself. Ling Shuang didn't urge him: he was secretly glad that he found it early, and he was also glad that his internal force was also strong, otherwise if it was also like the frost's cold internal force, reluctantly forcing out the sword qi would only eat itself. The frost should also be well known, so it just forbears. Just, why don't you look for me!

Seeing that Frost's pranayama was finished, Ling Shuang spoke: "Who is it?" "You came to me, there must be something else, right?" Knowing that Hanshuang deliberately diverted the topic, Ling Shuang didn't break it down. "The willow should be about to make a move." "Seriously." The heart has a heart, and the frost can hardly suppress the joy. Ling Shuang looked at Hanshuang's wrist that was still oozing blood, and got up: "I'll go get the medicine box." "I don't" "Frost is staring, and I won't miss it." He opened the door and left. Frost held his wrist: it seemed to make him angry.