Ye Weixi didn't make a sound even if it hurt at this time, but silently took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and people with obsessive-compulsive disorder didn't forget to fold the handkerchief and then wipe the blood even at this point.

It's not that she hasn't been stabbed by glass porcelain or something, I don't know if it's her delusion, she always feels that the pain this time is several times more painful than when she was stabbed before.

Could it be that people are getting old and becoming fragile, thinking about it, and wiping the blood with their hands.

And when Bai Moxiao wiped it, a very light blue-green light condensed from her fingertips, and with a flick of her fingertips, the blue-green light was like the place where the most blood condensed in the night had not had time to wipe it, and no one noticed this small action.

The place where the turquoise injection was soon left was a drop of blood, which fell to the ground with a "click".

But it was absorbed in a second.

Bai Moxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this.

At this time, Ye Weixi, who was sucked blood, didn't know that she was pitted, and she was still wiping the blood on her wrists, because the strength suit she was wearing was eight-quarter sleeves, and the sleeves were only fixed by gold silk threads and embroidered with patterns under the arm joints, so the blood did not flow on the clothes, otherwise she estimated that she would not be able to participate in the competition and would have to go back to change her clothes.

Ye Weixi looked at the handkerchief that turned from white to red after wiping it, and threw it on the ground with a deflated mouth, Bai Moxiao's few fragments simply did not decrease, and she went back angrily, and she had already greeted Bai Moxiao's ancestors for the eighteenth generation in her heart, and when she turned around.

She didn't notice that the handkerchief she had dropped fell to the ground, and in just a second, the blood on the handkerchief was gone, and the handkerchief returned to the way it had been taken out on the eve of the night.

It's just a little dusty on it.

Ye Weixi walked in front of Bai Moxiao, and was very confident: "I won't pick up your pieces, you have to pick them up yourself."

She was bleeding from picking up a few pieces.

Do you want her to pick it up? Dream on

Bai Moxiao smiled and pointed to the handkerchief with a fan: "Then are you sure you won't pick up your handkerchief?"

It was an empty bottle, and he never thought of asking her to pick it up.

His purpose is only

That's where the bottle shattered.

It is not easy to know that he is also very difficult, not to mention the simple work of stabbing the girl's hand with the fragments, not to mention the invisible work of stealing the blood of chickens and dogs, you must know that even if it is a precise kick of the bottle to that place, it is also technical.

Compared to the bleeding of Ye Weixi, he is also very hard.

Of course, he can only say these things in his heart.

If Ye Weixi knew that he had deliberately made her bleed, wouldn't he be dead?

At the same time, Ye Weixi's gaze also followed the white fan to that direction.

At this glance, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Who can tell her why the blood-soaked handkerchief she had just thrown with her own hands had been restored to its original state? , could it be that she was dazzled?

I didn't care about anything, so I walked over there right now, and this time it wasn't a catwalk.

I have walked through it once before, and I have experience this time, and I know how to walk, and the speed is much faster than before.

Quickly walked over and squatted down, looking at the still unchanged veil.

If it weren't for the handkerchief printed with the night word she had explained by herself.

She even thought that someone had secretly dropped the bag while she wasn't looking.

Lying quietly on the ground at this time, the handkerchief with the purple word for night had already told her the answer.

The veil has indeed recovered as before.