Lovely?

Twelve's breath was stuck in her throat, she couldn't go up or down, her pale cheeks were red from turtles, she clearly wanted to bite him to death, okay?

"What is this place?" Twelve asked, looking away from him and looking at the unfamiliar room.

"My temporary place of residence in the Blue Dragon Country. Ling Yuhan didn't hide it, his fingers lightly pressed the flaming wide sleeves, and a good-looking laugh leaked out of his red lips, like a crisp and pleasant tune, extremely beautiful, sexy, low, demagoguery, with this almost demonic appearance, I don't know how many female animals can be attracted to fall under his trouser legs.

The corners of Twelve's mouth twitched, and the cranky thoughts in his mind were removed, and Zhengse said, "You Weishenme will appear?"

Weishenme always showed up on time when she was in danger? At the Xuanwu Nation Trials, it was like this, and it was the same last time at the Red Sleeve Gate, and this time was no exception! If it weren't for the fact that she didn't know that there was no advanced science here, she would have almost thought that she had a tracker installed on her, otherwise, how could he find himself so accurately every time? And every time, it was so coincidental that it appeared when she was killed?

Once can be said to be a coincidence, but what about two or three times?

On this shijie, how can there be so many accidents?

Ling Yuhan hooked his lips and smiled, his back gently leaned on the totem pattern wood on the edge of the bed of the Eight Immortals Shelf, his black hair naturally fell on his chest, his flaming red clothes, the placket was slightly open, revealing his sexy fair-skinned collarbone, his peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and he raised his hand and every move, it was full of charm, "If I say it's because we have a soul, can you trust it?"

He asked with a smirk.

A cold light flashed in Twelve's eyes, "Do I look like a fool?" For such a funny reason, how could she easily believe it, she and he pulled the corners of her mouth sarcastically: "You better save these words, leave them to those girls who want to hear them, don't waste time with me," she paused, "Say, what is weishenme?"

weishenme is him every time?

weishenme every time she shows up on time?

Don't talk about what you have and don't, she doesn't believe it! How can one person be kind to another person for no reason? There must be something in it!

Ling Yuhan's deep gaze fell on her, "I'm obviously telling the truth, why don't you believe it?" He looked like he had been greatly wronged, "Every time you are injured, I will feel it, isn't this a heart?"

Twelve was so angry that he lay on the bed and coughed, his face was flushed, and his eyes were stabbed at Ling Yuhan with a knife, damn it!

"Slow down. Ling Yuhan gently patted her on the back, the soft ink hair slipped down his shoulder, and gently brushed on Twelve's cheeks, a faint fragrance lingered around his nose, "Even if I say it, you don't have to be so excited, right?" he smiled ambiguously.

"Get out!" Twelve was in a hurry, if it weren't for the fact that her body had no strength at all, how could she be controlled by others now? The five fingers clenched hard, she clenched her teeth, and her eyes were dyed with a little anger.

Ling Yuhan sighed slightly, and a bit of seriousness appeared on his face: "Can't you take care of yourself?" Last time, for a Yun Ruohan, he ran alone to fight Yuntianmen, but he fell into the hands of the Red Sleeve Gate and almost lost his life, this time, he got into trouble with the Xuannu Palace again, and the trouble you caused was bigger and bigger every time, I am really afraid that one day, you will poke a big hole in the sky." ”

It hurt him to worry about her every time, if it weren't for the fact that there was his essence and blood in the ring, how could he have arrived so punctually every time? This time, if he hadn't heard that she was in Kyoto in the Qinglong Kingdom, facing the maids of the Xuannu Palace, he wouldn't have rushed from the Divine King Palace, but fortunately, he came in time, thinking back just now, if he was a little late......

A sense of fear made Ling Yuhan's heart tremble, "Next time, if I don't arrive in time, will you really lose your life?" There was a bit of reproach in his tone, and the undisguised care in his eyes made Twelve close his eyes uncomfortably, no one had ever asked her, no one had ever said that her life was important, whether it was the previous eleven or after the crossing, she only knew that if she wanted to become stronger, she could only rely on herself, but now another person told her that her life seemed to be very important.

Is this possible?

"I know that you have always been angry, but just after the easy break, you will always cause a lot of trouble, you only have one life, if you don't even cherish yourself, do you still expect others to cherish you?" Ling Yuhan said distressedly, he just didn't like her always looking like she was not afraid of heaven and earth, the person she put in her heart, she tried her best to protect it, but what about her?" You are a girl, you don't need to be so stubborn, you don't need to be so strong, women are made of water, occasionally crying, hiding behind others, than you rush to the front alone, shelter others from the wind and rain. ”

"Don't act like you know me well. Twelve spoke indifferently, opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of frost, "I am Sima Ruyi, I can't learn to hide behind others in my life, and I can't let anyone escort me in my life." "She can only move forward alone, only the weak need protection! She is twelve, twelve is always the strongest!

Ling Yuhan couldn't say anything about her tenacious gaze and scolding words, and his warm palm rubbed her hair desperately, until her hair was completely crumpled together, and he withdrew his hand: "Really, I lost to you." ”

However, if she really becomes like an ordinary girl one day, and will only blindly seek the protection of others, then is she still her? Ling Yuhan didn't know, just occasionally, he hoped that she could be a little more vulnerable, cry when she was sad, and cry out when she was in pain, he didn't like the way she wanted to carry everything alone.

Aren't you tired?

"How's the shoulder, does it hurt?" asked, pointing to the twelve-handed, completely weak arm that hung down at his side.

"It's fine. This pain was still within her tolerance, and Twelve spoke lightly, and no emotion could be heard in her words, as if the injured person was not herself.

Ling Yuhan flicked his fingers on her head, "Pain is pain, what do you mean it's okay?"

This woman, is she used to even being in pain? Her heart hurt slightly, and a sourness swept from the tip of her heart, "I'll help you up, help you see." He reached out and lifted Twelve up, letting her lean into his arms, and did not shy away from the difference between men and women, reached out and tore off her robe, looking at the swollen, reddened wound on her shoulder, his eyes tingled, and his fingers poked lightly on the bulging bag, Twelve did not say a word, but his body stiffened for a second.

It seems that she is not completely indifferent, a trace of helplessness flashed in the shining peach blossom eyes, "It's all like this, are you still pretending?"

Twelve bit her lip lightly, and said nothing, she was used to pain, when she was an agent before, she was hurt more than this, but no one came to ask her, to care for her, so she learned to be patient in everything, to bear all the pain alone, no one cared about her?

Ling Yuhan carefully pinched the bones for her, and his good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "The shoulder bones are all broken." ”

It's not a problem of broken bones, her bones are completely shattered into slag, and she wants to be cured, unless she finds an intermittent ointment, cuts her skin, and reconnects the broken bones piece by piece, the pain is no less than crushing her own bones with her own hands, can she stand it?

"Is there a way?" Twelve asked indifferently.

"Yes, yes. Ling Yuhan said hesitantly, for a while, I don't know if I should tell her this method, according to his understanding, I'm afraid this girl will definitely nod without thinking about it, and let him take the bone for her, but how can he be willing?

"Then say, don't be awkward, are you a woman?" Twelve narrowed her eyes in displeasure, she didn't want to be a cripple at such a young age! She still had a lot to do, she hadn't taken revenge yet! How could she be a cripple!

Ling Yuhan looked at her determined expression and sighed slightly in his heart, "Cut your flesh and use intermittent paste to connect the broken bones one by one." ”

"Well, let's do it. Twelve didn't even hesitate, and at the moment when his words fell, he answered directly.

He knew that this would be the result, and there was a dark light in Ling Yuhan's eyes, "It will hurt." ”

"Nonsense!"

"Can you stand it?" he was concerned about whether she was okay or not.

Twelve glanced at him, and a sarcastic smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "I don't want to be crippled, isn't this the only way?" After a pause, she suddenly whispered, "Do it!"

"Bear with it. Ling Yuhan flipped his wrist and took out a small black box from the space, after opening it, there was a fragrance coming to his face, the crystal clear ointment, white and transparent, he lit the candle on the table with a fire fold, and after baking the dagger red, he gritted his teeth and pressed Twelve's shoulder, and the tip of the knife cut the flesh on her shoulder.

Pain!

Heart-wrenching!

Twelve Dead gritted the root of her teeth, her face twisted into a ball, the blood on her lips receded, the cold sweat on her forehead was dripping down, her five fingers tightly grabbed the wooden plank on the edge of the bed, and even the sawdust pierced into her fingertips, she didn't notice it at all, all the sensations were concentrated on her shoulder, hitting the part where he slid down with a knife.

His whole body was stiff like a stone, and he didn't say a word, and he endured this great pain like a thousand knives.

Throwing the dagger aside, Ling Yuhan wiped the dense sweat on his forehead, and in the flesh that was turned over, the fragments of bones were inserted in it, and the white bones were broken, which looked creepy.

"You bear with it. Ling Yuhan looked at her sweat-stained cheeks with pity, and his heart was so distressed that he couldn't speak.

"Yes. Twelve snorted, all she could do was make this simple sound now.