It was originally an inexplicable word that was incoherent, but the moment the man in white heard those two words, his pale golden eyes seemed to tremble, as if he knew the deep meaning. His frost began to melt a little, and the cold pool in his eyes became a little hot. He took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on the man's somewhat bleak back.

The thick gauze still can't hide the deep dark lines, which are like a loach that is unwilling to be lonely, shuttling in the soil, faintly revealing its head and feet.

Somehow, at this moment, Wu Feng also felt that the tattoo was indeed hateful and hateful, and when he looked at it, Junxiu's eyebrows were almost twisted, and his expression showed a little disgust.

Ink Cream wiped the blood that didn't have time to swallow with the back of her hand, narrowly escaping from the corners of her mouth, and then stubbornly turned around to face Wu Feng again, as if waiting for the other party's verdict again, and the many expressions in her eyes added a touch of courage to look at death as if she were at home. He just looked at the person in front of him coldly, without a little warmth or guilt.

However, Wu Feng just sighed, and his voice softened a lot: "How old are you, it's still a child's temper." What can you do with it? Can you dig it out? If that can remove the dragon from you, I'd rather peel you off a layer than sew it up. ”

Mo Shuang's face became extremely ugly, as if he couldn't feel the pain, and the hand that was originally covering his chest suddenly grabbed Wu Feng's sleeve, wiping the originally snow-white clothes red: "You...... What do you say?!"

Wu Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the man whose face was a little blue, and said slowly: "You know my attitude towards it, I don't like such a mean and dirty thing in a royal family. Do you think that I will sew it up instead of scraping it off and help you mend the skin because I pity you and make you suffer less?"

The slender fingers picked up the other party's heavy chin, and Wu Feng's eyes were helpless: "Before you dig out your own flesh, won't you think about these things?"

"It'...... Will it grow back?!" The skull on his fingers gave a frightened look, and his voice trembled a little.

Wu Feng put down his hand and said: "In addition to what you heard that day, in private, I and Yong Yu have also discussed for a long time because of your dragon diagram; The difference is just the relationship between a pet and an object. Therefore, we are all trying to find a way, and for this reason, we also tortured and interrogated the captured Master Jiang. But...... The paints and utensils he gives you are characteristic. Have you ever heard of 'Arowana Fragrance'?"

"Arowana fragrant ......?" repeated Ink Frost Muran.

"Well, a precious and rare spice, it is said to be something produced in an abyss in the South China Sea, where no one can reach it, and what is bought and sold in the market is only a little bit of the algae that occasionally floats from that place, and whether or not you can get it depends on luck. Obtaining this spice is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack. ”

"This spice can be mixed with other incense and lit to give you the illusion of being in a fairyland. And if it is mixed with pigment, it can penetrate everything and wash it away. ”

"This 'infiltration' is not an ordinary 'soaking'; Wu Feng looked at Mo Shuang's eyes as if something was oozing, a little gloomy. That means you'll never get rid of it. ”

The man in white gently patted Mo Shuang's shoulder, and said with a slight sneer: "You have worked in vain." ”

Ink Frost stared blankly at Wu Feng, like an obedient puppet, with nothing left in his eyes, retaining a void.

Then he felt like he had lost his strength, and his back collapsed. The pain in his chest that had disappeared for a long time swept over his face again, and he gritted his teeth and endured it, and his arm propped up on the bed felt a little numb.

Letting go of the hand that was gripping the other's clothes, Ink Frost collapsed on the bed.

Wu Feng withdrew his hand, looked at the person who was more mournful than dead at the moment, and then looked at the bleeding wound and the black dragon pattern writhing under the thick gauze; he hesitated for a moment, but finally dispelled the idea of calling Xia He or other doctors, and directly took the medical supplies that had been sorted out by the maid a long time ago; and then patted the half-dead man: "Get up, change the dressing." ”

As if he had finally come to his senses, Shicai's still confused gaze was retracted, and Mo Shuang looked at Wu Feng, who looked a little mild, not wanting to destroy the peaceful coexistence between the two, so he bothered his elbows and forced him to sit up. And Wu Feng began to dismantle the cloth and change the dressing after he sat up, and his movements were skilled, and he was not much inferior to Xia He.

"Look at your transparent skeleton, it hasn't grown in days. "Wu Feng frowned" You see, there are already lines on the newly grown flesh, like parasites. ”

Hearing this, Ink Frost looked down at his chest, and sure enough, on the red flesh that had been re-cleaned by Wufeng, black and gray stripes were staggered, and the flesh buds on the side had some kind of strange pattern. Sure enough, the meat didn't grow well, but those black or gray lines had already been carved up early with the silver glow that seemed to be absent.

Ink Frost's eyes were filled with surprise and despair, staring at the two horrible wounds without blinking.

A fair-skinned and slender hand, holding a hand of sparse "silt" with a strong medicinal fragrance, "snapped" with unsympathetic force, and slapped the two wounds that had just grown but had not yet grown. The fresh tender meat looked even redder under the merciless torture, but it was stuffed alive by the medicine and couldn't protest. It's just that the owner of this body suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig.

"Yo, I thought you didn't know it hurt. Without waiting for the man to subconsciously cover the wound with his hand, Wu Feng quickly wrapped a bandage around him, and forced him to put a pill in his mouth.

Ink Cream's eyes were red, she stared at Wu Fengdao, and her teeth "cracked" in her mouth, obviously hurting a lot.

Wu Feng didn't see it, packed up his things and said, "Don't toss yourself and don't toss us anymore." Even if you hate me, don't report it to Xia He. In order to pull you out of the stream of life and death, people haven't closed their eyes for a few days. If it weren't for the fact that your innate self-healing ability is stronger than that of other clansmen, I'm afraid you'll really die this time. ”

“...... Why do you want to save me? If I'm a nuisance in your eyes, why don't you let me die? That doesn't have to make you work, it doesn't make you embarrassed. "The ink frost lowered his eyes, and his voice was as small as a mosquito.

Wu Feng turned his eyes to look at Mo Shuang without knowing what to look like, but between his words, he was neither sad, nor happy, nor angry: "What did you say?"

Ink Frost was silent again, his fingers clutching firmly to the edge of the bed from the sharp pain in his chest, his knuckles a little white, the cold sweat on his forehead not yet dry, obviously enduring something.

Wu Feng looked at the person who was a little self-defeating, and with a rare serious speech, he said softly: "If I really think that you are redundant, I will not exhaust my efforts to find you to save you, let alone help you clean up the mess again and again." You're never superfluous, you don't think about it. ”

"To put it mildly, the demon clan has an unwritten rule, once you are saved by someone in the realm of life and death, your life will belong to the person who saved you from now on, and you are not qualified to cherish it anymore. In this respect, I have given you more than the second life. And you're so inappropriate. ”

The beautiful eyes of the light-gold without a blade were a little dim, and the silver-gray eyelashes trembled a little: "I know how much you hate it." But if you can't get rid of it, why don't you make it a sign of honor? Why bother to force a change in a fact that can't be changed?"

He looked at the stubborn and childish man: "It is your eternal brand, but it does not mean that it will be your eternal shame." Why don't you make it fearful to those who see it, but let those who see it think you're a pet-eater? Why don't you make it your pride, but a mouse that hides all day long?...... Things are dead, but you are alive, and you are in charge of its good or bad, not you are in charge of it. Escaping is never the answer, it's better to face it. ”

Ink Frost listened to these words, he raised his head slightly, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something, and gradually, the expression of sorrow that was greater than death gradually faded, and the look of despair gradually receded, and then everything finally calmed down.

“...... To put it simply...... "The calm mouth gently spit out such a sentence, but his heart seemed to be calmed by the three words of Wu Feng.

I don't know why, although the person next to him is hateful, the words that come out of his mouth give people a sense of imperative and believable...... Maybe it's because he knows that this person has such ability.

"Yes, it's easy to say, but it's hard to do. But at least you should know how to do it, and not feel sorry for it all the time if you really don't want it to become a shame that you can't wash away for the rest of your life. ”

Ink pursed her lips and looked at the corner of the quilt.

"Inkfrost, you're not a kid anymore. "Wu Feng sighed lightly, "In some ways, you are still too childish. It was all because you weren't deeply involved in the world before, so I don't blame you. You're a few hundred years old, and after all, it's time for my clan's coming-of-age ceremony. If it's a peaceful and prosperous world, there's nothing wrong with simply jumping out. But in today's world, no one is allowed to enjoy it. ”

"You're smart, you learn everything fast, and you're bloody and tenacious. I have seen your merits, and I have never denied them, but jade cannot be made without cutting it. If you were an ordinary person, maybe I would let you go, but unfortunately you were born at the wrong time, and you were not born in a place, this is your misfortune, and it is also your sorrow, but this is also a fact that cannot be changed, no matter what, you can't escape. ”