Slowly, Han Mo's hand had already touched Jintong's wound, and his originally red face became solemn after seeing the wound, and a hideous wound on his fair skin made Han Mo's heart numb.

"This monster is really ruthless. Han Mo said distressedly, hesitated for a moment and grabbed the corner of the wound with both hands, and then pulled it hard, directly opening the pants, revealing the white skin inside, and Han Mo almost spurted a nosebleed when he saw it.

"Don't look at indecent things, don't look at indecent things!" Han Mo muttered in his mouth, and the movements in his hands were also neat, and he wiped the wound with the wet clothes, but because the wound was on the inner thigh, even if Han Mo was extremely careful, it would inevitably cause friction between the skins, and every time he accidentally touched it, Han Mo's heart trembled.

Han Mo casually handled it and sprinkled it with medicinal powder, and then quickly wrapped it, his chest rising and falling violently, as if he had done some strenuous exercise.

Saying that, Han Mo has never contacted any girl like this, and this time it is also to save people, otherwise he would not dare to borrow his courage.

"Huhu~" Han Mo exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes were stunned again, he coughed lightly twice, and his eyes looked at Jintong's chest, where there was obviously a wound, and it was already stained with blood at this time.

"I'll wait for her to wake up and deal with it herself. Han Mo said helplessly, if he deals with it here, maybe what will happen, although Han Mo is not lustful, but the nature of men can be here, if he does something impulsively, Jin Tong will not be disliked and he will not be disgusted.

Han Mo simply sat cross-legged on a stone platform and cultivated, and time passed in Han Mo's meditation, I don't know how long it took, Han Mo had already retreated from meditation, and when he saw Jin Tong still lying unconscious on the ground, a trace of foreboding flashed in his heart.

Han Mo stepped forward, his right hand skillfully grabbed one of Jintong's hands, and his index and middle fingers gently carried Jintong's wrist, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Strange?" After a while, Han Mo opened his eyes with some puzzlement, and his eyebrows were full of doubt.

Han Mo seemed to be a little unconvinced, grabbed Jintong's other hand, repeated the previous action again, and muttered a little puzzled after a while: "How could the pulse fluctuate so much, how could she withstand such an impact?"

It turned out that Han Mo found that the fighting spirit and blood veins in Jintong's body at this time were extremely **, and it was still the kind that was weak and strong, and the ups and downs were extremely violent, according to common sense, the human body could not withstand such an impact, and the human body was extremely fragile, of course, Han Mo's Yanwu physique was naturally excepted.

"Could it be that she also has some kind of rare physique?" Han Mo looked at Jin Tong lying on the ground with some shock, and he couldn't pay attention for a while, and his eyes fell on the wound on his chest again.

"It's always a trouble if this wound is not treated, if it becomes inflamed, it will ruin the physique, and it will have an impact on future cultivation. Han Mo began to get entangled again, the wounds here don't have to be on the arms and legs, and the clothes need to be untied there.

"It doesn't matter, it's important to save people. Han Mo thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, as if it was really himself who would suffer the most.

Han Mo was already shirtless at this time, his outer clothes were draped over Jintong's body, and the clothes inside were also torn into rags to bandage Jintong's wounds. Picking up the rags on the ground, tearing them into long strips, and then blindfolding himself, he walked slowly with his keen senses.

Due to Han Mo's long-term cultivation and refining of his gods, his divine sense is now much stronger than before, and now if he feels it carefully, he can detect nearby things even if he doesn't use his eyes.

"I'm really going to offend now. Han Mo swallowed his throat, gently grabbed Jintong's collar, and then fumbled to unbutton it, as soon as the button was unbuttoned, Han Mo smelled a smell of blood, followed by a faint fragrance, which was a fragrance that Han Mo had never smelled, which made Han Mo's nerves feel a little.

Han Mo didn't pay attention to these, and didn't bother to pay attention to these, picked up the wet clothes and gently wiped the wound, probably because the wound on his chest was very deep, and when Han Mo touched it, Jintong's body suddenly trembled.

Although Han Mo knew that this was subconscious, his forehead was still covered with cold sweat in fright, if he was seen by Jin Tong like this, wouldn't he really want to kill himself, he was chased and killed for so long after looking at it from such a distance before, Han Mo could already imagine the consequences.

Han Mo just scrubbed it casually, and when he went out with some stolen goods, he took out the medicinal powder, and slowly poured it on the wound.

"It's annoying, and it's a drop of what you see. Han Mo was always extremely irritable with his eyes blindfolded, and he took off the blindfold a little unpleasantly, his eyes skimmed to the eyes of Jin, and the next moment he turned his head with a bang, and his whole face had been replaced by red, and the red seemed to be dripping water.

"How can I do this,. Han Mo slapped himself nervously, and quickly walked to the corner of the fan, and meditated cross-legged, his heart was extremely unstable now, and the glance just now made him feel suffocated.

Two white balls of flesh were piled on the white chest, even if there was an extra blood mark on one side, but it still couldn't hide its beauty, so beautiful that it was suffocating

"Ahh

"Damn, what's wrong with me?" Han Mo muttered extremely dissatisfied, he had always thought that his concentration was already very good, but the scene just now made Han Mo extremely dazed, he would be so out of shape.

Han Mo's nose sniffed lightly, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at Jin Tong suspiciously, this time Han Mo didn't care about Jin Tong's chest, and looked directly at Jin Tong's chest.

"Could it be the smell?" Han Mo said puzzledly, he still didn't understand, his concentration was bad, and he wouldn't go crazy like this when he saw such a scene, so he concluded that it was the smell on Jintong's body that caused the ghost.

"Damn it. Han Mo didn't think about it before that thing blocked his nose, and sure enough, after he couldn't smell the smell, Han Mo became much more sober, which made Han Mo curious again, what kind of fragrance is this thing?

Knowing the reason, Han Mo no longer hesitated, feeling that the clothes bandaged the wound of Jintong, and it was not a way to always let these two tuos be exposed.

Although he knew that it was the smell that was causing trouble, Han Mo couldn't help but take a look, but his mother's eyes turned over, and the next moment, Han Mo was completely stunned.

"What are you doing?" Jin Tong came to her senses at some point, stared at Han Mo with murderous eyes, and said in a gloomy tone.

"Well, no, you misunderstood, I'm helping you bandage your wounds. Han Mo hurriedly explained.

"What about your hands?" said Jin Tong with a clenched fist, and his face changed color with anger.

Hearing this, Han Mo looked at his hand, and found that his hand was still pressed on Jintong's chest, so he withdrew his hand with some embarrassment, coughed lightly and said, "I'm really helping you deal with your wounds, you've been in a coma for a long time." ”

"Old lady, I'll kill you~" Jintong's right hand flickered, and a long sword flashed out, and he was about to get up and fight with Han Mo as he spoke.