Chapter 630: The Beginning (12)
"It hurts, it hurts... It hurts..."
Mi Si'an kept screaming, "Wow it hurts... It hurts, can you light it up! ”
"Hmph, you deserve it!" Ritsu Rin snorted dissatisfiedly, and the bandaging action was harder, "I know that shouting and shouting, even Aqiao can't protect it well!" Look at the injuries on Acho's body...!! ”
"Ouch, Grandma, I was wrong, you tap!!"
"It hurts you!"
In the ward, Dr. Wan used his own blood as a medium to repair the deranged wounds all over Ziqiao's body.
"Doctor!" Ziqiao was surprised, and hurriedly spoke up to stop Dr. Yun's movements.
"If you don't, your wounds won't recover."
As if knowing Zi Qiao's thoughts, Doctor Yun said slowly, "The injuries caused by this sword are permanent. ”
Ordinary treatments don't work at all.
"She wasn't lying." A cautious voice came to my head.
"But..."Ziqiao didn't want Dr. Yun to get hurt for her.
"Don't think too much about it, this bit of blood is nothing to me." Doctor Yun said lightly, his eyes fell on the disorderly scars on Ziqiao's body, and a hint of complexity flashed slightly, "You..."
"What's wrong?" Ziqiao looked up suspiciously.
"Holding the art of resentment, is it a family of God?"
Dr. Wan paused and asked.
She used blood as a guide and found another drop of divine blood in the inner courtyard, that is.
Ziqiao lowered her head in silence and let out a soft "um".
“...”
Dr. Wan was similarly silent.
She had long heard that there was a black killer in the Shen family, but she never thought that the black killing of black art turned out to be one of the three fierce black murders, and she was resentful.
"She... Who is it? When Dr. Yun spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse, "Black art, who is it..."
“... God is silent. ”
"She must be stopped!" Doctor Yun suddenly became excited, "Black killing is not so easy to control, and resentment is even more... In short, they must be allowed to break the contract as soon as possible, otherwise... God is silent and will die!! ”
Ziqiao didn't understand the previous words, but the last sentence.
made her stunned.
God will die without a sound.
"Resentment is not something she can control..."
Office building corridors.
Qingluan shook his fingers, well, he accidentally pushed too hard and destroyed the other party's domain.
But...
In the battle, she saw a lot of battles in the realm through the sight of the Celestial Spider Silk.
The boy who has been following Ziqiao turns out to be not as simple as showing it, and he hides a deep secret.
There are also figures that can't even be seen by the silk of the spiders.
More and more people are gathering in Black Kite City, not knowing what will happen next.
Qingluan yawned and decided to go back to sleep first.
A staircase where ghostly fire blooms.
Shen Wuyin leaned against his chest with his hands, and his golden eyes were dyed with a strange blue-gold color by the surrounding ghost fire, "My realm has been broken. Quietly, she didn't even notice the other party's presence in advance.
"It's the threads." The young man looked back, his golden-purple eyes were gentle like water, "There is a master hidden in the inner courtyard. ”
From the moment he stepped into Black Kite City, he sensed an unusual aura in the air.
"In that case, as long as we have her protection, our movements will be restricted." Just like today, Ziqiao was rescued by the silk thread manipulator. "Can you find the manipulator of the thread?"
"If only it were that simple." The young man smiled softly.
"I don't know which old monster is sitting in the academy." Shen Wuyin lowered his head, and his golden eyes glowed with a hint of blue and gold.
Qingluan, who walked into the hotel at this moment, couldn't help but sneeze and subconsciously touched her nose, who was thinking about her? Shi Mo?
"By the way, there's a bonus."
Shen Wuyin looked sideways at the young man, "Absolute defense, it's on the students of this academy. ”
"Oh?"
As soon as the words fell, the young man showed a hint of surprise, "You met?" ”
"Yes." Shen Wuyin nodded, "Since you have encountered it, you should recycle it." ”