The killers of the Shura Hall should not be underestimated, how could they not even kill a woman.

Was it unintentional or deliberate?

But no matter what, he didn't want this woman to die here and cause him trouble.

What Yeming didn't know was that Luo Tiantian had no internal strength at all, and Feixue couldn't affect her use of the kung fu she had learned.

The sleeves of her clothes were torn, and Luo Tian's white but bloodstained arms were exposed, and Yeming picked up the water-stained brocade cloth with a disgusted face to wipe off the blood stains for her, and concentrated on treating her wounds.

"Whew! Pain-" Luo poured out in his heart and wailed, he really didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

"Now that I know the pain, why did I go when I caused trouble?" Yeming hit her mercilessly, but her hand unconsciously lightened the force.

Luo poured out her heart and felt aggrieved, what did she do when she caused trouble? "As soon as they see me, they chase me and don't let go, how can I have the strength to cause trouble?" God knows why those black guys had to kill her!

"Prince Ben will help you force the poison out."

"Huh? How to force? Yeming ignored her, didn't tell her how to cooperate, and went directly into the state, dotted on several important acupuncture points on Luo Tiantian's body, and covered Luo Tiantian's heart with one palm.

He didn't need her to take the initiative to cooperate, because, unnecessary.

During the whole process, Luo Tiantian felt that he couldn't move at all, couldn't speak, and even forcibly closed his eyes uncontrollably. It's just that she feels that there is a warm current flowing into her body, which is very comfortable.

In a moment, the warm current seemed to be interrupted, and Luo Tiantian regained the mobility of his body. It's just that she didn't know that she could already know how to move, and she hadn't eased up yet, and her body was weak, and she happened to fall into Yeming's arms.

The poison did not spit out a mouthful of black blood from a person's throat as in the TV series, but continued to spread out from the wound in the form of a black mist.

Yeming's chest is hard and warm. When Luo Tiantian opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was the corner of Yeming's black clothes on the side of his face.

Luo felt that he was a little confused. I also feel that this world seems to be instantly mysterious. I feel that everything in front of me is an illusion, so unreal.

Yeming didn't push her away, didn't speak, and continued to clean her wounds in a serious manner, and at some point she had already taken a bottle of good plaster in her hand and applied it to her, her movements were a little rusty, but her hands were very gentle.

With such close contact, Luo Tiantian could smell a faint fragrance of tea on his body, which smelled very good. At this moment, Luo Tiantian carefully saw his handsome face, different from the previous two times, now his face is no longer gloomy, it is very natural and calm, his deep eyes seem to fall on her arm intentionally, and his eyebrows are flat.

Luo tilted his head to look at him, always feeling that something was wrong, and he couldn't tell what it was.

This was the first time she felt that she couldn't understand Yeming. I could meet him three times a day, yelling at her fiercely in the morning, almost strangling her in the afternoon, but now, like a living bodhisattva, he came to save her with a different face. What the hell is he messing with? This made her feel very uneasy, how could there be wood?

Luo leaned and winked at him, "Yeming, are you okay?" ”

Isn't it going to be a brain pump? Otherwise, why do you suddenly care so much about her life and death?

Her intuition, this one named Yeming, doesn't look like some kind of good person who loves to help others.