Zhao Qianwen, who was opened his hand, was not annoyed, but said with an apologetic concern on his face: "If you feel uncomfortable, it's better to sit down." ”

As he spoke, he placed a chair with a backrest next to the girl in red.

The girl in red kicked the chair away, and the chair flew into the darkness to the left, making a sound of falling apart due to the impact.

"I'm **** you *** want to die!" An angry curse came from the darkness that flew from the chair.

But when it reached Han Leng's ears, it was intermittent words, and it seemed that they were blocked by the system.

The girl in red snorted angrily and scolded back without showing any weakness: "Disgusting garbage that hides its head and tail, do you think I can't hear it just by blurring my voice?" That battle scum in the Tibetan Soldier Building! The old lady's men are defeated! ”

A candle was lit, and a young man in brocade clothes was sitting on the chair over there, he put away the fire fold, and looked at the girl in red: "I didn't want to hide myself, I just didn't want you to be sad, after all, we were good before." ”

The girl in red spat on the ground: "Bah! Dressed beasts, filthy and obscene things, the old lady only needs to think of this hand holding you now......" she said, she held her left hand, her eyes flashed fiercely, "The old lady wants to cut it!" It's really disgusting! ”

The young man in the Chinese costume had a blue and purple face, and in the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of the girl in red.

"If it's disgusting, just cut it!"

The girl in red didn't have time to resist before she grabbed her neck with one hand and lifted it up, she held that hand, looked at the young man in Chinese clothes with contempt, and snorted with difficulty.

A sword light suddenly lit up, directly grabbing the wrist of the young man in Chinese clothes.

The sword was about to cut the wrist of the young man in Chinese clothes, and the young man in Chinese clothes frowned and looked at Zhao Qianwen who was attacking him: "What are you doing here?" ”

Zhao Qianwen didn't answer, and his sword fell.

"Bell—"

The clashing of metal suddenly sounded.

Han Leng took a closer look and found that a ring of shiny metal appeared on the wrist of the young man in gorgeous clothes. The metal glittered, and it looked like mercury wrapped the hand of the young man in fine clothes, as if he had put on a pair of supple gloves, but the supple gloves blocked the attack of the sword.

The young man in Chinese clothes held the sword in his backhand and asked again, "What are you doing here?" I'm just teaching this crazy woman a lesson, and I'm not going to kill her. ”

Zhao Qianwen still didn't speak, the sword flipped over, pried open the palm of the young man in Chinese clothes, and slashed down his arm towards his neck.

At this time, the young man in Chinese clothes panicked, and hurriedly used his other hand to hold the sword, but the sword was like a wind under Zhao Qianwen's control, and it could not be caught at all, and the speed of the young man in Chinese clothes could not keep up, so he could only shrink his head in embarrassment, roll on the ground, and retreat.

"Click-"

The young man in Chinese clothes who was covered in cold sweat looked at the long sword piercing the stone slab in front of him, and knew that Zhao Qianwen was really angry, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "Thank you Zhao Shao's subordinates for showing mercy, I won't make trouble... Ha ha...... This madness—" A sharp gaze made him swallow his words back.

Zhao Qianwen pulled out his long sword, walked to the red-clothed girl who was thrown into the corner, just stretched out his hand and took it back, he squatted in front of the girl, and said with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

The girl in red wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and glared at him: "The cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion, one sings with a red face and the other sings with a black face, who is this a show for?" Scold...... I don't need these routines, my mother, my psychological quality is very good, but I won't give up because of this injury. ”

With that, she stood up against the wall and walked under the floating scroll.

Red light slowly flowed from her body, towards the scroll above.

After a long time, the scroll automatically rolled up and fell towards the ground, and Zhao Qianwen on the side hurriedly reached out to catch it.

The girl in red held on to the tabletop, her face was not bloody, pale and terrible, fine sweat covered her smooth forehead, and fell along the side of her face to the wooden table, gathering into a pool.

"Okay, right? If that's right, I'll leave. The girl in red steadied her chaotic aura and forced her composure.

Zhao Qianwen put the scroll in his arms and said with concern: "You look bad, do you want to take a break here?" ”

The girl in red glanced at him: "If I go back later, then the other people in the door will find out that I am gone, especially the butterfly who is in the same room with me, she will definitely notice that something is wrong." ”

Zhao Qianwen: "Then I'll send you ......"

As soon as the words came out, he realized that he had said something impolite.

The woman in red suddenly smiled and responded, "Okay, then you can carry me back." ”

The young man in Chinese clothes on the side had a green face, and he wanted to speak out, but because his strength was far inferior to Zhao Qianwen, he could only stare at the two of them with his breath.

The girl in red also saw the face of the young man in Chinese clothes out of the corner of her eye, and only felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

And Zhao Qianwen on the side is in a dilemma, if he sends it, it is not in line with the gift, if he does not send it, the girl's unoptimistic situation is in front of him, which is not in line with the way of benevolence.

The girl in red also saw Zhao Qianwen's embarrassed expression, and she was about to make a sarcastic remark, but she saw a black shadow flashing at the door of the room behind Zhao Qianwen.

Could it be a butterfly? Did she follow?

It should be her, two days ago, after I came back at night, Die'er asked what I was going to do, although I was fooled by myself, but then I went out and felt that someone was following, it should be her.

Is there anyone else in the door with you?

"Is there really only one antidote to the poison in my junior sister's body?" The girl in red suddenly looked at Zhao Qianwen's side, raised her voice and asked, "Do you really only have an antidote to delay toxicity?" ”

Zhao Qianwen nodded: "I don't have to lie to you. ”

The girl in red continued to ask, "Is the skill of removing the abnormal state also a detoxification?" ”

Zhao Qianwen: "This is not an ordinary poison, and the skill cannot be lifted." ”

The girl in red sighed, "It seems that there is really no other way. ”

Zhao Qianwen: "Don't worry, when the matter is completed, my junior sister will ensure that she is sent back intact." ”

The girl in red glanced at him: "I'll trust you once." ”

At this time, the girl in red had regained a little strength, she let go of her hands on the table, and her whole person was a little shaky.

Zhao Qianwen couldn't bear to help him several times, and held down his hands again.

The girl in red staggered to the wall, holding on to the wall and walking outside.

"Tomorrow is the last night, if you have anything......" Zhao Qianwen said with a sad face.

"I know, I don't have anything to explain to me." As she spoke, the girl in red leaned against the wall and walked outside.

She walked to the door and looked outside, but by the faint light there was no one in sight.

It seems that she was thinking too much just now, she said to herself.