In the room, Qi Huan carefully took off his clothes, for fear of pulling the wound, and the rest of the place was fine, but the abrasions on the knee were more serious, and the scab of the wound stuck to the clothes.

She gently ripped off her clothes and began to scrub the wound through the pain.

[Why didn't you tell the little tyrant that you were injured?] 】

Qi Huan laughed out loud when she heard this, she knew what 502 had in mind, and wanted her to cry miserably at Ji Mubai to win sympathy and pity.

"Because it's not necessary."

There is no empathy in this world, the wound only hurts in one's own body, there is no point in telling others to complain to others, and the wound will not heal faster because of this.

[Do you still have this realization?] 】

Qi Huan chuckled, her tone was flat: "I don't have much experience, although I don't have much, I still have a little." ”

In the summer vacation when she was eighteen years old, she was riding a shared bicycle and was maliciously stopped by a car, causing her to overturn with her in shorts and short sleeves.

The car had already left, and the pedestrians on the side of the road were all looking at her indifferently, no one came up to help her, and some people were even laughing at her.

She fell so badly that her arms, knees, and thighs were covered in bruises and bruises, and she couldn't get up at all.

Fortunately, there was no car on the road, so she simply lay on the ground and cried until she felt better, and she silently got up and pushed the car away.

When she got home, she told her parents to cry to them, which was the stupidest decision of her life.

Her parents divorced as early as her freshman year of high school, and when they saw her wounds, they would only blame each other for not doing so, and then start arguing, teaching her why she didn't look at the road by the way.

So, it's good to digest this kind of thing silently by yourself, strangers won't sympathize with you, and parents just use her wounds to attack each other.

The wound will heal on its own, don't embarrass yourself by crying and begging for sympathy.

[Does it still hurt, do you want to buy some painkillers?] I can give you credit. 】

"......" Qi Huan rolled his eyes, 502 didn't forget to promote his mall at this time, "Thank you, no." ”

This little injury healed itself in a few days.

After taking care of the wound, Qi Huan walked out of the door wearing only a white undershirt for the wound on his body, anyway, Xiaobai couldn't see it, and there were no outsiders in the yard.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ji Mubai looked at Qi Huan, his heartbeat suddenly leaked, and the roots of his ears quietly dyed red.

"Xiaobai, what are you doing there, come and sit!"

Qi Huan sat under the tree in the courtyard, she was only wearing her underwear, and she also pulled up her sleeves and trouser legs high, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, which made those wounds even more scarlet and terrifying.

Ji Mubai lowered her head and lowered her eyes, not daring to look around, but her gaze always couldn't help but fall on her wounds.

"What did my sister do today?" He sat beside Qi Huan, a little nervously waiting for Qi Huan's answer.

"Today, as always, I went to the Cloud Embroidery Workshop in the morning to sell a few sets of clothes styles, and in the afternoon I went to the horse farm to learn to drive a carriage......"

Aren't you going to tell him the truth? Qi Huan's answer made Ji Mubai's heart gradually sink to the bottom.

Demon Venerable took the opportunity to run out to stir up trouble, "She still lied to you, it is impossible for her to fall out like that, most of them are fighting with people." ”

"The best part of the day was that I got into a fight with someone! And won the war! ”

"......" Demon Venerable's face was hit by Qi Huan again.

Seeing that Ji Mubai was stunned, Qi Huan smiled proudly, and talked about the detailed process of his fight: "In the evening, someone made trouble in the racecourse and injured Aunt Li, Uncle Li and Aunt Li, you know, I told you." ”

"Originally, Aunt Li came to deliver food to Uncle Li, but I didn't expect that a big brother failed to pass the four inspections and was disqualified. He didn't reflect on himself, and actually blamed Uncle Li for teaching badly and running to the racecourse to make trouble. ”

"He started to beat Uncle Li, because the rules of the racecourse Uncle Li is not good at fighting back, I am afraid that no one will ask him to learn to drive a carriage in the future, in order to support his family, Uncle Li can only endure it, thinking that the eldest brother will pass after he is angry."

But how could Aunt Li see her husband being beaten, she protected Uncle Li, but the eldest brother actually attacked Aunt Li! It's not right to beat people, and he still blames others for his mistakes, using this as an excuse to beat people. When he beat Aunt Li, I was all on fire, and guess what? ”

Ji Mubai nodded while listening, Qi Huan suddenly stopped and let him guess the development of things, looking at the injuries on Qi Huan's body and the abrasions on his face, he thought that the battle was fierce and he suffered a lot of losses.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and Qi Huan continued: "I rushed up with an arrow step, jumped up and flew over to give him a kick, and then used a whirlwind fist to hit him until he couldn't get up." ”

Qi Huan's words are more powerful than the exaggerated chivalrous men in Ji Mubai's book.

If he hadn't seen the scarred Qi Huan, he was afraid that listening to her wonderful description would not have suspected Qi Huan of lying.

[What you say is better than singing, if it weren't for Uncle Li and the others quickly pulling you away, I guess you should have crawled back today.] 】

Qi Huan pretended not to hear, she didn't care, anyway, the man was indeed kicked over by her, and his nose was also bleeding from her, and the injury was more serious than her, so she won.

A pyrrhic victory is also a victory.

"My sister isn't hurt, is she?" Ji Mubai asked knowingly.

"Of course not." Qi Huan blurted out.

Ji Mubai suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say, but he only heard Qi Huan's tone triumphant, and he seemed to be very happy.

But he could see it, there were several bruises on her body, and the smile on her face was flying because of the painful facial features involved in the wound.

"Look, she's still lying to you." Demon Venerable felt that he had found the field, and his face suddenly stopped hurting.

When Ji Mubai heard this, he only hated that he had deceived her first, he could see it but deliberately pretended to be blind, even if he saw Qi Huan injured now, he couldn't come forward to care.

He knew that Uncle Li taught Qi Huan to ride a horse and drive, and he knew that Aunt Li would often bring Qi Huan delicious food. Qi Huan often mentioned them to him, and Qi Huan stood up for them, just like when the Nine Emperor Princes embarrassed him, she helped him out of the siege.

Why does she always let herself get hurt for the sake of others?

It suddenly rained heavily in the sea of knowledge, and the Demon Venerable had nowhere to hide and was drenched in soup, he gritted his teeth and looked at the pouring rain only to feel five thunders bang on the top.

Ji Mubai, what is he sad about!

For tens of thousands of years, the Demon Venerable has never been sad, and neither have other Ji Mubai, they take pleasure in killing, numb and cold.

But this Ji Mubai is sad because of others, and it rains silently in the sea of knowledge, how can people like them be sad, how can they be sad?

"You have the ability to cry in front of a stupid girl, what is it when it rains in the sea of knowledge!"

Demon Venerable is just a spirit body living in the sea of Ji Mu Bai Zhi, and he can't avoid the rain at all, the cold ice rain is slapped indiscriminately on his face, and he stands alone in the rain like a lost dog.

Demon Venerable's words successfully gave Ji Mubai ideas, only to see him frowning slightly, with tears in his eyes, raising his eyes to look at Qi Huan, his voice trembling slightly: "Does it still hurt, sister?" ”

Ji Mubai raised his hand and gently stroked Qi Huan's cheek, and he carefully avoided the wound.

"......" Qi Huan was dumbfounded, so surprised that he was speechless.

[No, no, the little tyrant can see it! ] 502 spoke in place of Qi Huan, he covered his face with his hands and shouted in Qi Huan's mind.

"502, is this the point, it's clear that he's going to cry to make it even more scary!" Qi Huan complained wildly in his heart.

Ji Mubai wasn't like this before, even if he occasionally had some tea in the tea, he just pretended to be pitiful, and he never cried!