Chapter 122: The Beauty Imprisoned in the Castle (52)
Really.
The next second-
Samuel snorted, clutched his abdomen violently, as if suddenly swept away by a huge and violent pain, and knelt on the ground unsupportively, lowering his head and desperately gritting his teeth and gasping, but he couldn't stop trembling all over.
The pale and slender fingertips were soon stained with a large amount of blood.
Falling to the ground one after another, dyed red as the moon's dazzling silver hair, like a bewitching flower blooming to the top, beautiful but symbolizing death.
At this moment, there was a sudden wind and rain outside, lightning and thunder, branches were blown and brushed, the light of lightning suddenly illuminated the dim room, the light of the oil lamp was faintly extinguished, and everything was hideous like a ghost with claws dancing, terrifying and terrifying!
It is in such an environment.
Samuel knelt there, looking up at her with extra difficulty, her delicate and beautiful face was bloody, and her lips were slightly raised, as if she were pale and feeble in sarcasm.
Didn't you already know?
She has always been like this, in order to leave, she is always desperate, even at the expense of hurting herself!
He couldn't help but tremble and lowered his eyes, and under his eyelashes, the black mist that had already accumulated at the bottom of his eyes was instantly so thick that it was completely unimaginable!
[Hate Value: Five stars.] 】
The knife that Song Jin stabbed avoided the vital point, and it looked ruthless, but it was actually not deep.
She calmly plunged in and skillfully pulled out, and then cut off her robe neatly with a bloody blade, and tied it to the bleeding abdomen in three or two to prevent the loss of blood.
Samuel put her soul in this body, which means that wherever she is hurt, he will be hurt! Therefore, as long as Song Jin does not die, Samuel will be in extreme pain at best, but there is no possibility of death.
She didn't want Samuel to die, but she just wanted to stop him from coming to stop her, not surprisingly, Samuel obviously wanted to stun her, even if it wasn't, Song Jin didn't dare to take this risk.
As she had taught him before, on the battlefield, the slightest hesitation can bring about a drastic change!
Samuel's soul was wounded, and it was when he was weak.
The dark purple spell swirled around the thin chain, and the light gradually dimmed, until at last only a meager light purple light remained.
At this point, the witch herself was no longer needed to break the spell, and any potion of elimination would remove the remaining spells.
Samuel's silver hair was thrown out by the system in time, and a handful of silver hair scattered in all directions, like floating snow, and landed on Song Jin's limbs, and the spell faded. Go, she took the master key and opened the chains, and stood up holding her belly.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, looking at Samuel's appearance, she actually feels a little pain in her abdomen.
But in reality, she could clearly feel that her body was healing, and there was no pain in the slightest.
The thin chain in front of her made a slight rustling sound, and even if it was affected by the noisy noise outside, the sound was so crisp that it was hard to ignore, and you didn't have to look up to know what she was doing.
Samuel moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but the pain from the depths of his soul prevented him from even the most basic of words!
The lower abdomen had already stopped bleeding with Song Jin's treatment, but the pain had not been reduced by half a point, as if it had suddenly spread to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and all parts of the body, even the exhaled breath was cold.
Song Jin passed by, looked at it a few times, and after making sure that he really had no ability to resist, he brought a basin of water.
She crouched down in front of him, her blood-stained silver hair dipped in the water, and soon dyed it bloody.