"That's enough."

Xuan Ling's voice was faint, and he reached out and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket.

The cigarette case was soft and half wet with blood, but he didn't care at all, and took out one and put it between his lips.

He had about a few injuries on his body, and his arms were a little sluggish when he lifted and fell.

Rong Yue hurriedly reached out to get the lighter, "I'll come"

Xuan Ling stretched out his hand to block her movements, took the lighter himself, opened it with a 'snap', the flame jumped, lit the cigarette, and the faint smoke immediately diffused in front of the man's handsome and beneficial.

Rong Yue pursed her lips, and there was a faint layer of mist in her beautiful eyes: "Why did you hurt like this?"

"You go back to your room and stay." Xuan Ling reached out and took the cigarette from between his lips, casually sandwiched it between his slender fingers, he lowered his eyes, glanced at the blood stains that spread under the trousers, and slightly hooked his thin lips.

He knew that Xu Muzhou was not a mortal, but he couldn't shake him off like such a mad dog, which really made him a little unexpected.

On the southern Yunnan side, his secret base was held three times in a row by Xu Muzhou.

He probably decided that he Xuan Ling couldn't go back to southern Yunnan alive?

Xuan Ling chuckled lightly, pressed the cigarette butt directly on the coffee table, his narrow eyes shrunk slightly, and the blood-soaked clothes were directly torn.

The bloody flesh turned out wound immediately pierced the eyeball, and Rong Yue subconsciously wanted to exclaim.

"Go back to your room!"

Xuan Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was obviously a dark impatience in his voice.

The woman choked, tears dripped from her eyes, and she looked at his bloody wounds again, and then quickly turned around and went back to the bedroom.

The placket and the wound were almost glued together, and the wound was torn open, and the pain was unbearable, and the blood immediately gushed out.

Fortunately, the wound medicine here is all secret medicine in southern Yunnan, and the hemostatic effect is wonderful.

Xuan Ling stretched out his hand and picked out a small porcelain bottle, poured the white medicine powder into the wound, the blood was washed away, he poured it again, and gradually, the blood showed signs of stopping.

It's just that the deepest and longest part of the abdomen has to be stitched up.

Xuan Ling has always lived the days of licking blood from the knife edge, and he has long been familiar with dealing with wounds.

He didn't have the time to deal with it meticulously, but he scribbled and stitched together a few stitches of the turned flesh and gave up.

As for the rest of the minor injuries, Xuan Ling didn't pay attention to them at all.

Excessive blood loss caused him to be a little groggy at this time, and Xuan Ling knew that this was the last place of peace, so he closed his eyes and rested with peace of mind.

By the time dawn came, the strong biological clock had already opened his eyes.

The injury was still burning and the pain was incomparable, Xuan Ling raised his hand, pinched his eyebrows, and staggered to his feet, his bloodshot eyes were already clear.

"Leaving now?"

Rong Yue hadn't slept for about the night, but she didn't dare to come out to disturb him.

At this time, when he heard the movement, he hurriedly came out, and saw that he had already stood up, and was lowering his eyes to put away the pistol he was carrying with him, and he was about to leave, so he hurriedly walked over.

Xuan Ling let out an 'um' and walked out.

"Let's change clothes"

Rong Yue quickly took clean clothes and came over, Xuan Ling did not refuse, and reached out to take them.

Rong Yue bit her lip, "You have injuries all over your body, I'll help you change it"

Xuan Ling smiled with a cigarette in his mouth: "It's not your turn yet." ”

Rong Yue's eyes slid a look of injury, tears welled up in her eyelashes, but she endured it and didn't fall.

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