Since he wanted to stay, Shippo didn't say much, took out a dagger from his arms, cut the clothes on his arms, and slowly ripped them off, exposing his strong and dark arms to the air.

Blood slowly dripped down the lines of the muscles in his arms and fell to the ground.

Although it has been almost half an hour, it has been dripping so uninterruptedly, no matter how strong a person is, he can't bear it, and at this moment, Qibao's brain is already a little dizzy, and he must do his best to deal with the wound.

Sweat dripped down Shippo's forehead and cheeks onto his sweat-soaked clothes.

Qibao didn't say a word, took a wooden stick on the side, bit it directly, and roasted the dagger on the fire for a while, the knife edge slowly approached the wound of the arm, and as soon as the eyes closed and the teeth were bitten, the sharp tip of the dagger pierced into the bloody living flesh!

"Ah......h

How much it must hurt, if you are afraid of it......

The edge of the knife slowly swirled in the flesh along the outline of the bullet, and with every movement of the blade, Shippo twitched all over, his widened eyes were bloodshot, sweat rained, and he let out a low moan from his mouth as he bit the stick.

I wanted to dissuade him, but looking at Qibao's appearance, Alan didn't dare to speak on the side, so he could only watch the sharp knife move with difficulty in Qibao's flesh and blood, and the blood seeped out again along the cut wound.

Tick, tick......

The edge of the knife circled in the flesh, Qibao handed the knife towards Alain, Alan hurriedly took it, Qibao groped in the flesh with two fingers, the nails stuck the tail of the bullet, calmed down, and pulled it out suddenly!

"Ahh

Bang dang!

The bullet that was still carrying blood rolled to the side, Qibao closed his eyes and gasped for breath, as if he had not recovered from the pain, the arm on his hand was paralyzed, and he slipped down, and the red gushed out along the wound, staining the entire arm.

"Alain, there's a red-headed medicine bottle in that crypt, you can bring it for me......" Breathing gradually calmed down, Qibao sat up straight with difficulty, and nodded at Alain, "That's medicine, it can stop the bleeding." ”

Hearing Shippo's words, Alain hurriedly got up and ran to the cave, and within a moment the things had been taken out, Alain opened the stopper, and with the other hand carefully raised Shippo's injured arm, and the medicine bottle came over.

"Ah......" When the medicinal powder penetrated into the skin, Qibao still couldn't help but let out a low moan, and when he saw Alain's nervous gaze, he shook his head, "It's nothing, you can continue, and then help me bandage it." ”

Without gauze, Alain once again tore off one side of his skirt, tightly wrapped the wound on Qibao's hand, looked up, and watched Qibao's face gradually turn from white to bloody, and his hanging heart was also relieved.

"This bullet is really powerful," Qibao's voice was still full of gasps, "This thing is eighty percent deadly, and that human being was so close to me just now, if I hadn't pounced on it and not fixed it, I'm afraid this bullet would have killed me a long time ago." ”

Thinking of the danger just now, Alan still had palpitations, "It really scared me to death just now." ”

"It's all over anyway," Qibao was a man after all, and his reply was much faster, he struggled to stand up straight, moved his shins, and turned back to Alain with a silly smile, "You see, my life is so hard that I can't be killed by bullets." ”