The cool breeze blew into the window, brushing every inch of her skin, and the uninterrupted coolness made Han Qingluo on the bed open his sleepy eyes, exploring his hands on his body, secretly thinking that the quilt had been kicked off by himself, sitting up lazily, yawning and stretching.

Han Qingluo turned his head to look out the window, the moon outside was hidden in thick clouds, and the whole sky looked dark - it seemed that it was not yet dawn.

The cold wind that kept blowing in made her shiver, and she hurriedly climbed out of bed, closed the window, and kept rubbing her cold arms with her body bent over, muttering: "Hey, the old lady is cold to death, and I don't know when this quilt will be gone, but I must catch a cold, and I will die!" After saying that, he sniffed his nose and always felt as if he was cold.

Shrinking his neck, he obscenely picked up the quilt that had fallen on the ground, stepped on the bed with one leg, and put it back away. It seems to be a joke, Han Qingluo doesn't want to simply go to bed and fall asleep, it's too ordinary, while there is no one, she is going to have convulsions.

Hehe smiled, thinking that the quilt would also be wrapped in a "flower" - using the light quilt as a cloak, learning from the chic appearance of the hero in the movie, rotating and raising his hand, wanting to neatly drape the quilt on his body, and then turn in a circle in place, wrap the quilt, jump on the spot with both feet, wrap his wings in the air, and fall to the soft bed.

As soon as he got out of bed smoothly, Han Qingluo was silent, stiffened, motionless like a mummy, and buried his head beside the pillow, as if he was enduring something.

Behind the bells and whistles was the twisted appearance of her teeth baring in pain, she seemed to have forgotten that she had injured her arm, and the wound that had been treated by Jin during the day was now split again, and the bandage was oozing red with layers of blood flowing from the wound.

"Shhh...... Belch...... Hmmm......"

She moaned, but she didn't dare to move, her suppressed left arm was numb and painful, but she cocooned herself and tied herself to the quilt, she couldn't move, and secretly scolded herself for being a big fool, I watched too many martial arts movies, what a convulsion in the middle of the night!

"It's all because Jin's medicine is so good, I can't even feel pain, hum!" Han Qingluo became angry and unreasonable, and now she blamed Jin again, always making excuses for the stupid things she had done, and finding the blame.

Humming and lying on her stomach for a while, the pain was finally not so strong, Han Qingluo turned over with a wry smile, and slowly opened the tightly wrapped quilt on her body with her right hand, and the small movement took a lot of effort, making her body hot, and her palms oozed fine sweat.

She has never felt that acting with one hand is so painful, and at this moment she finally realized the difficult life of those disabled, thinking that she is really a ruthless person, and she is still happy when her limbs are healthy, and she should cherish it!

It took a lot of effort to free himself from the quilt, and Han Qingluo sighed deeply: "Next time, I won't have convulsions again, I'll be exhausted." ”

Through the faint moonlight, Han Qingluo looked at his left arm wrapped in bandages, the originally white bandages had already shown a little red, it seemed that this impulse had cracked the wound open.

Thinking that there was still a bandage left by Jin in the drawer, he got out of bed and groped for the fire fold to light the candlestick, and there was a glimmer of light in the originally dark room, Han Qingluo was about to take out the bandage, and inadvertently seemed to see a dark shadow sitting on the chair in the corner.

She looked again, turned her head suddenly, goosebumps erupted all over her body: Could this castle be haunted?

The more frightened he became, the more he wanted to find out, Han Qingluo picked up the candlestick and moved his steps towards the black shadow......

"Kim?" Han Qingluo whispered in confusion, also comforting his own words.

Before she could get closer, a pair of purple-gold eyes suddenly appeared from the darkness. Jueben changed her dark eyes, wanting to see her embarrassed again, but she was bold enough to come and explore him in the corner.

These eyes frightened Han Qingluo's hand, and he touched the injured arm in a panic: "Ah, it hurts, it hurts!" ”

"I hope it's him?" Jue snorted coldly, got up from his chair and leaned down in the direction of Han Qingluo.

When Han Qingluo saw that the black shadow was not a ghost but Jue, he was about to get angry, but the dirty words in his mouth got stuck in the middle and swallowed back. I saw him pick up his injured left arm, untie the bandages in circles, and say with a sneer: "Don't do such drastic movements next time." ”

It turned out that he had seen all the sand sculptures he had done before, and Han Qingluo was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to get into, it was too embarrassing!

The bandage slipped off, and a piercing scar was still covered with bright red flesh, and the cracked place was bleeding out. Han Qingluo turned his head and couldn't bear to look at it, it was too ugly, such a deep wound would heal in the future, and the scar would be certain. Fortunately, there is a golden medicine, and it heals quite quickly, but it is broken by itself, and it suffers in vain.

Jue looked at this scar quietly, and the next second he bit the tip of his index finger and gently stroked the scar, Han Qingluo looked at his movements unexpectedly, and his heart rose uneasy.

I saw that the skin around the wound made a sizzling sound, constantly emitting white smoke, a slight heat spread out on the damaged skin, where the fingertips were crossed, the wound was slowly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when he withdrew his hand, the scar on her arm was actually gone! As if it had never been injured, the skin was smooth and fair, with no marks at all.

Han Qingluo was instantly dumbfounded, his eyes widened, he looked at the location of the scar and then looked at Jue's face, as if he was silently telling him: Have you seen it? It's gone?!

"Wow, is your blood fairy water? So powerful! Han Qingluo couldn't help but sigh.

Fairy water? What is it? Jue's heart was full of doubts: "The ability of the blood of the thousand-year-old blood clan is only, what's the fuss." ”

"So you've been alive for so long?" Han Qingluo was very surprised, and said bluntly: "I look like I'm only twenty or thirty, but I didn't expect it to be an old man." ”

"......" Jue's good mood disappeared in an instant, and this girl actually said that he was an old man.

"I've offended you, haven't I?" Han Qingluo saw that his face was not good, and asked cautiously.

"It's fine." Jue doesn't care about her.

In the next second, the air condensed, the atmosphere dropped to freezing, the room was extremely quiet, the faint candlelight seemed very cramped, and the large and small figures looked cramped and uneasy.

"That, thank you!" After a while, Han Qingluo opened his mouth to break this strange and delicate atmosphere: "As a girl, it's not good to have a scar, you really did me a great favor!" ”

"Think of it as a gift from you as a retinue!" Jue opened his mouth, his tone still faint.

Han Qingluo couldn't stand his cold appearance, he was always dragging and dragging, which made people feel a sense of distance, and he could heal himself, which showed that there was still a soft side in his heart, so she dared to ask a straightforward question, and said cautiously: "Don't you think it will be annoying for others to keep an iceberg face?" ”

"What did you say?"

Taking advantage of the fact that the blood clan man in front of him had not yet broken out, Han Qingluo immediately changed his words: "Don't you think you are very handsome?" Jue's face softened slightly, and it took a long time to spit out two words: "It's okay!" The tone is still dragging, looking like a cool guy.

What a love for the shelf!

Han Qingluo sneered. As if thinking of something interesting, Han Qingluo planned to play tricks on Jue, and snickered and said a question that made her ashamed: "Jin said, you changed my clothes today, did you see something that shouldn't be seen?" ”

Hmph, let you keep a straight face for a day, I don't believe your expression hasn't changed!

Jue was stunned for a moment, and for the first time, his eyes had a subtle change in size, and he frowned and said in disgust: "Just your size?" It's not developed yet, so you might as well look at Gloris. As he spoke, he looked at Han Qingluo's chest.

Han Qingluo was secretly happy when he saw his reaction, but he was mercilessly ridiculed.

"What?" This time, Han Qingluo fried her hair, and actually said that she was in shape, and she was obviously ...... Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and touched his chest, and the unwillingness on his face was instantly relieved - sure enough, it was really a horse Pingchuan, nothing, and she lowered her head dejectedly, she was actually disgusted.

turned to comfort herself, and said in her heart: Yes, now she is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and it is understandable that she is a little late, don't pay attention to the eyes of others.

After quickly adjusting his mentality, he quipped: "I don't think you only have a serious iceberg face." Han Qingluo looked like he saw through it: "I still can say some witty things and make fun of people." ”

Jue immediately smiled: "Don't be too self-righteous. ”

"Just pretend!" Han Qingluo was still snickering, and the smile on his face froze when he smiled, Jue's face was dark, he looked terrible, and he was back to his old self, the serious and cruel and elegant leader of the Demon Party.

"Isn't that fun?" He said coldly.

"I'm sorry, I thought I could make a joke." Han Qingluo was at a loss, dodging his gaze.

"Since your injuries have been healed for you, you will be with you tomorrow, don't oversleep!"

"Huh?" Han Qingluo rolled his eyes helplessly, this guy really doesn't understand what pity is for fragrant and cherished jade, she Han Qingluo has suffered so much and has to let her be a cow and a horse, she is really indifferent and ruthless.

"Come out of the castle with me during the day, don't stay in bed!" Jue looked at her extremely painful appearance, smiled almost invisibly, put down this sentence and got up to leave.

"Where to go?" Han Qingluo hurriedly asked, but saw that he was gone. Looking down at his original injury, he happily touched and touched it repeatedly, lay back on the bed, stared at the top of the bed for a long time, and couldn't close his eyes for a long time, thinking about his plan.

This is a great opportunity that should not be missed.

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On the other side of the territory, Gloris's mouth was full of bright red, sitting at the round table and recalling the scene of yesterday, gritting her teeth and throwing away the poor worm in her hand that had already been sucked dry by herself, his body collapsed weakly on the ground like a piece of paper, and the blood descendants on the side immediately dragged the body out.

She thought that she had never been so wronged, since the little hairy boy summoned Han Qingluo, she began to be scolded by the boss in various ways, and there were flaws on her body, and even the boss began to dislike herself.

"Damn it!" Loris couldn't help but curse, she must take revenge on this, whether it is Han Qingluo or that little hairy boy Jin.