"Sting. ”

The sound of a knife slicing*.

Zhou Yating immediately had a terrible scar on her face.

The red flesh was turned out, and blood was gushing out.

"Ah, I...... My face. Zhou Yating's hands trembled and touched her face, and when she looked down, her hands were covered with blood.

Her face was ruined?

Is her face really ruined?

Such a serious scratch, even if it is healed, will definitely leave a scar.

What to do?

If Brother An Ming sees that she is not beautiful, he will definitely dislike her, and he will definitely hate her.

"My face, my face, no, no, Brother Anming will hate my ......"

Jing Ge looked at Zhou Yating's crazy speech, and her eyes narrowed.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yating, who has such a bad and perverted personality, actually really likes Xi Anming in her heart.

What is love?

Can make a madman madly in love with another person?

"No, no, I want to be cured, just cure, cure my face, Brother An Ming will like me. Zhou Yating lay on the ground, desperately took out bottles and cans from her arms, and smeared them on her face.

He kept muttering crazy words.

Jing Ge took a deep breath, but there was no sympathy in his cold eyes.

There must be something hateful about the so-called poor people.

Even if Zhou Yating looks pitiful now, it is not enough to arouse half of her sympathy.

It's just that Jing Ge tightened his brows with a little headache.

Some didn't know what to do, and learned the whereabouts of their younger brother from Zhou Yating, who fell into a state of madness.

Why did these people take her brother away?

Why take a child who is not yet full-term?

These questions were still formed in her mind, but in the memory of the original body, there were no clues that could answer this question.

Jing Ge thought to herself that if she could find the answer to her question, she might be able to find her brother's whereabouts.

Jing Ge glanced at the blood in his hand.

"Bang dang. ”

Throw down the daggers.

Ignoring Zhou Yating, who had already lost her legs, she got up and walked to the sacrificial platform.

Dozens of people here were all confused by Zhou Yating, and their eyes were dull, like walking corpses that had lost their souls.

Jing Ge squatted down, touched Meng Feifei's wrist, and checked his pulse seriously.

After a while, Jing Ge took out the Ice Spirit Silver Needle in the space, lit it with his fingertips and disinfected it, and inserted it from the top of Meng Feifei's head.

Three stitches in a row.

After coughing "cough, cough, cough ......", Meng Feifei's eyes gradually regained his senses.

He was confused for a while before he saw Jing Ge in front of him clearly, and stupidly raised his hand to touch the foreign object on his head.

Jing Ge quickly knocked his hand off when he was about to touch the Ice Spirit Silver Needle.

"Don't move, be careful of hurting yourself. ”

Then he quickly pulled out the three Bingling Silver Needles, sterilized them and put them back into the acupuncture bag.

"What's wrong with me?" Meng Feifei still couldn't come back to his senses.

"Look around. Jing Ge didn't bother to explain, and directly asked him to look around.

Meng Feifei stood up and took a look.

"I remembered, after you left, Chu Xiaojie and I immediately rushed up to catch up with you. Before we could get far, a cloud of white powder suddenly spilled over and stunned us all...... Then I didn't know what was going on, until I saw the master just now. ”

"Zhou Yating drugged you and brought you here to use the lives of dozens of you to complete a forbidden technique. ”