The fine and dense sound, from far and near, slowly rippled.

Jaw Tian turned over irritably, but she didn't know that she was aiming at Xuan Zhongshi's body.

"Sleep well."

He didn't know if the girl would scream in pain, because he had accidentally run his fingers through a circle of sticky gore.

I don't know if the girl will hurt because he poked the wound.

However, she just kicked her legs, turned on her side, and lazily lay directly on her side on the ground.

Xuan Zhongshi naturally wanted to help her clean her wounds.

His movements were tactful, and the blood-stained white clothes were quickly removed by Xuan Zhongshi.

took it off intact, and the girl's delicate figure was just the first to take shape.

Xuan Zhongshi only saw her slender jade legs, and his mood fluttered.

However, she was in rags, with a tear on her shoulder, and a thin collarbone that was hard.

Casting the shadows of the lights.

"Hmm."

Xuan Zhongshi rubbed his temples slightly, and there was a subtle emotion in his eyes.

Was he going to be happy to have such a young girl as his companion - or had she become a grandmother and not easy to serve?

However, her simple and casual sleeping position made it easy for Xuan Zhongshi to help her apply medicine and clean her wounds.

"There's no water here?"

Wouldn't her wound be worse if it was irritated by the sewage here?

For a while, Xuan Zhongshi was short of breath.

"Good thing I have this."

After a faint cushion, Xuan Zhongshi took out his grass from his pocket.

"Tricolor."

He put the three-color gradient blade of grass on the grass, and the result of his thoughts was evident in his movements.

"Spleen Yu."

Xuan Zhongshi thought about it, and he knew that if it weren't for the girl's sensitivity, he could still order several other hemostatic acupoints.

However, in a "spleen Yu" acupoint on her back, he could stop her bleeding with a needle.

"Is it possible?"

Although there are doubts, illusions are confused.

But the heart of the Xuan Middle World still believes in the eight veins of the Strange Scriptures.

But he had a faint longing for the girl - if he was a point, would he insult her? Her blood, dark red lashes, soft flesh mixed with blood, spurted out uncontrollably.

Looking at it again, there is also a kind of filament on the white shirt, which is the fiber that has been disassembled.

However, these pictures that represent the hardships of the girl are also terrifying enough.

"How did you survive?"

She had just been beaten, and the blood had already flowed down her back, seeping into her white dress, and staining that one, the other person's clothes, red as well.

Compassion overflows.

Xuan Zhongshi became clumsy for a while, and the whole person didn't know, what should be the first step?

The girl in front of her was not shocked, but wasn't she suffering a blow from a non-human?

"What kind of fat man is this!"

Filled with righteous indignation, Xuan Zhongshi softly reprimanded the fat man.

Putting the white shirt aside, the nose of the Xuan Middle Ages fluttered.

The smell in his nose was the masculinity of a man.

Warm, her clothes, warmed by the temperature, are not cold, but she loses blood and will feel cold, what should I do?

Xuan Zhongshi will naturally be jealous of Xiao Kite's good luck, and he can actually give the girl a dress! Isn't there a lot of white shirts, and in the end it is also fooling!

She's not a little kite, she's --

For a while, Xuan Zhongshi covered his face, and his heart was wrapped around by himself, falling deeper and deeper.

Who's not human, she's alone anyway, that's right!

The blood subsided a little, for it had just gathered into several strands, flowing downward, like cinnabar mixed with water.

Xuan Zhongshi was short of breath, he didn't bring a needle, but inside the girl's white shirt, Xuan Zhongshi found a small and delicate sewing kit.

A very delicate sewing kit, he opened it and saw that there were several strings of needlework tied in the white cloth, which was just a girl's weapon.

She just now, didn't she take it to plot against the fat man?

"Don't cry out about the pain."

The sound was like water, his hand braked the car, and with an instant "bang", he pulled out a needle.

Holding the needle, Xuan Zhongshi's hand trembled.

The girl's red and glamorous face, a face-catching face, is also pear blossoms with rain, beautiful.

It looks like it's stunning.

"It's not worth this life."

His voice fluttered leisurely, although he didn't know where to start, but Xuan Zhongshi had already read the words.

"Find the spine first, the right side, then ...... down"

He was engrossed in it, and his voice was inevitably joyful.

The girl's back, in fact, is blood paste, where can not be seen clearly, she was struck by a whip under the shoulder, which is already very painful, the fat man is going to kill the girl, he is crazy.

The bottom of his heart was indignant, and Xuan Zhongshi's hand exerted his strength slightly.

He was counting the knots on the girl's spine.

The lip flap fluttered silently, spitting out ethereal numbers.

"Eleventh vertebrae!"

He didn't do this, going to a real person to point - but his memory of point points was innate, which made him feel like he had become a genius for a while? It's still a dream.

"What ......"

Xuan Zhongshi, who was still happy just now, because of the sound as thin as a gossamer, his body was directly interrupted from the tendency to prick with a needle, and his body also sat up straight, aiming at the girl without embarrassment.

"Y-you're calling me?"

Xuan Zhongshi realized the girl's awakening, and before he could react, a sentence had already taken the lead and fell into the ears of Jaw Tian.

"Ahh

But Jaw Tian is concerned about the "damned" nymphomaniac, who is healing her wounds.

No wonder.

She weaves through the flickering sounds of axes and candles, and lingers in the roar of dangerous whips.

She fell into a deep sleep, reaching a deep state.

Therefore, the stimulation at the beginning of the Xuan Middle Age, Jaw Tian will ignore it.

Her sleep was heavy, and the awakening she had just woken up was a masterpiece of the Xuan Middle Ages.

He actually roared in his throat, and as for stopping the bleeding, the feeling of the jaw was moderate.

But who is he?

After she was imprisoned, she remembered that she was the last one thrown into a cage surrounded by an iron fence, and she finally fainted.

The heart still resents the non-human torture and house arrest.

This is no longer house arrest, this is captivity.

The blood-stained white clothes were taken off, the cold wind blew, the cold dialysis, and her body twitched viciously!

His eyes flickered a few times, and his beautiful eyes were filled with doubts.

"How are you going to stop my bleeding?"

He hadn't answered any of his questions yet, stemming from his inner vigilance, which reminded Jaw Tian of her sewing kit.

Well, looking at the young man with sword eyebrows, her heart jumped shamelessly, trying to avoid his smiling and confessional gaze.

However, her eyes quickly scanned his ten fingers.

Thinking of the possibility of "assassination", the girl did not dare to slack off.

What is it that suddenly passes in front of you?

"Ahh