But at this time, I didn't have much of the heart to study the perversion of Team 160. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info things have priorities, and the most important thing to pay attention to at the moment is the life and death of the white chicken.

If he was in the hospital at this time, there would definitely be hope for the white chopping chicken. But we were in this tomb, and we had strayed into a maze.

I flipped through my backpack and pulled out a simple medicine kit, which I was disappointed to find. The box was full of emergency things, but there was nothing life-saving.

"These can't be used, shall I take a look at them?" Reluctantly, I was busy thinking of other ways.

At this time, Zhou Ming sneered and said, "Give someone a slap in the face, and then show favor?" Why do I think you're not at ease? ”

I'm too lazy to refute Zhou Ming, this guy has almost become the second in white. If it weren't for his mood, I would have walked away a long time ago.

I can't reverse this result from my own start, so the first thing that comes to my mind is the swordsman.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid everyone in this small space, I looked calm, deliberately blocked my mouth with my hand to confuse everyone, and said nervously: "Senior? ”

A few people next to me looked at me incredulously for a moment.

"Senpai!" Seeing that there was no response, I asked again.

A lazy voice came: "What's the matter?" ”

"How do you reverse the damage caused by the Darkiron Short Knife?" I hurriedly asked.

"It shouldn't be! This short knife can't hurt you! The swordsman was puzzled.

"Not me." I hurriedly explained, "I used it to cut off a person's finger just now, but the person is dying now. ”

When I said this, Zhou Ming and the others began to mumble, as if they were pointing at me for not caring about other people's lives, and still blindly pretending to be coercive.

Naturally, I didn't dare to reveal the swordsman's affairs to everyone, so I casually prevaricated a few words to gag everyone's mouths. Immediately, I heard Zhou Ming say: "This kid may be contacting someone, but I haven't seen what equipment he uses!" ”

"You can't even have equipment, right?" Snow Striped Fox said suspiciously. "There's no signal here."

I didn't care what they said, and waited patiently for the swordsman's answer.

"What's the matter with you?" The swordsman was puzzled.

"Well, there's a need. You say, what should I do? "I couldn't help but be anxious. It seems that this swordsman is going to die and not save him!

"Stab him again and give him some blood." The swordsman said impatiently, and then warned, "Don't bother me about such a trivial matter, or I'll be rude to you." ”

I can't help but be depressed, is this a trifle? This man's life is at stake!

But what the hell is it to stab him again? Wouldn't this be a little more blood to make him ascend to heaven sooner?

Wait a minute...... Thinking back to this, I can't help but capture a key - that is, to give him a little blood. If it is the blood of many people, it is certainly impossible to achieve a reversal.

The blood of this person and human is not casually fused, and if it is mixed with blood of different blood types, there will definitely be a fatal reaction.

Thinking about it this way, I realized that the swordsman probably meant to let me add some blood into his wounds.

I'll go, what the hell is this?

Could it be that my blood can resurrect not only some messy creatures, but also people? Oh no, it's a misno-word. But even if it is not a resurrection, it is inconceivable to bring back to life a certain death, right?

Although I have some opinions about the swordsman's nonsense, there is not much to do at this time, so how about trying? But to be on the safe side, I turned around and said, "If you want him to live, you have to listen to me." I'm working on a special potion right now, and I don't want anyone to come and bother me. Otherwise, the potion will not be made, and it is up to you to take full responsibility. ”

When everyone listened, they didn't come over, but the voices of doubt still came one after another.

I didn't bother to care, so I made a stroke on my finger, and then put a few drops of blood in the cap of the mineral water bottle, and hurriedly treated the wound on my hand.

When I looked at everyone again, everyone looked at me strangely.

"Are you sure you can?" Zhou Minghu asked suspiciously.

"I can't, are you coming?" As I spoke, I began to lean in front of the white chicken, and I picked up his injured hand and picked up the short knife to slash through it.

"You still want him to die soon! Lao Tzu fought with you! As soon as Zhou Ming saw the short knife, both eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Fortunately, he was immediately held down by the board duck. "Wait, let's take a look."

"What are you waiting for? Plate Duck, you traitor! If you don't help your companions, it's just that you have stopped me again and again. Zhou Ming yelled.

"I said, let's see what Enron does, right?" As the snow strip echoed, he hurriedly pulled away. As soon as I looked up, I saw that he had walked a few meters away.

This kid probably had a shadow when he faced me.

When Zhou Ming and Ban Duck were entangled, I had already quickly scratched the injured finger of the white chicken, and then said that the cap of the mineral water bottle was poured directly into the wound.

This kid didn't resist at all, mainly because he didn't have the ability to do it anymore. Looking at him now, it's as if he's out of breath. Its pale face, no blood at all, and a pair of deep-set eye sockets are truly shocking.

Realizing that I had corrected the "white chopping chicken" on the spot, and the name of the week was no longer making trouble, I threw myself on the white chopping chicken, and tears suddenly rained down.

I can't imagine that a hot-blooded man has such a tender side, and I am very sad to watch.

What everyone didn't expect was that the recovery speed of the white chopping chicken could be described as godfast. When I noticed that he was moving, I couldn't take my eyes off it. The birdman's originally pale face regained its blood color bit by bit, not to mention, the whole person seemed to be a lot younger.

This kind of recovery, which can be distinguished by the naked eye, also shocked others. Zhou Ming, who was crying a lot before, was stunned when he saw it, and the tears hung on his eyelashes for a long time and couldn't fall.

"How is this possible?"

"How is it impossible, everyone is watching?"

"It's just that I feel incredible when I look at it, and the white chopping chicken seems to have run out of breath just now."

"I'll go, you didn't say it earlier. Isn't this a resurrection? ”

……

When everyone was talking, the white chicken suddenly opened his eyes and looked confused: "Am I recovered?" ”

"How do you feel?" Zhou Ming hurriedly rushed over again and said nervously.

"It was as if there was a force rushing through my body, and I felt that my breathing was easier and I was much more energetic."

Bai Chopping Chicken couldn't help but stand up as he spoke, and after waving his hand twice, he said in surprise: "Am I here, am I reborn?" ”

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Bai Chopping Chicken suddenly turned to me and said sincerely: "Thank you, although I don't want to admit that this is your credit, but this is a fact after all. Let's write off our accounts too, right? A perverted existence like yours can crush me every minute. To put it bluntly, we are also human beings, we also have self-esteem, and we don't like to be abused like this. ”

Bai Chopping Chicken's words really surprised me a lot.

This person has obviously fallen asleep just now, huh? So how did he know what I was doing?

Scratching my head in confusion, I said lightly: "Deal." ”