Under the moonlight, Bai Ma Xiao could vaguely see this Mu Fan, who looked exactly like himself, was lying weakly in the grass, and it seemed that he had spent all his strength just pulling Bai Ma Xiao, and it seemed that he had been here since he had fought with the old monster just now.

At this time, he was panting heavily, and he had no strength to speak, Bai Maxiao quietly leaned over and asked in a low voice, "How are you?

Mu Fan's breath was very disordered, his hand covered his abdomen, Bai Maxiao saw that his wound should be there, and reached out to help him hold it, but he felt a piece of dampness.

Bai Maxiao was so shocked that he subconsciously retracted his hand, and in the moonlight, he could see that his hands were all covered with red blood.

Mu Fan should have a big cut on his stomach, and at this time, this huge amount of bleeding has soaked through his cloth, and it will be difficult to save him if there is more blood.

He left valuable experience when he first aided Takeshi in Japan, and he still has a way to stop bleeding from this kind of trauma, but his situation is different from Takeshi. Mu Fan injured his abdomen, I don't know if he hurt his organs, if he sutured up his external wound when he was bleeding internally, it would be a dead end.

"You have a wound on your stomach, is it?

Mu Fan's spirit began to be in a trance, and he couldn't say anything at all, only repeating himself, "Master...... Master......"

I heard the magistrate say that his master was very attentive to him.

If his master saw him like this, he would definitely be very sad.

"Soul couple, what should I do at this time?"

"You light a night lamp and see the wound clearly. ”

"Oh, yes......" Bai Maxiao quickly spread out his right hand, and under the operation of spiritual power, an egg-sized ball of light rose from his palm, and this ball emitted a bright white light, illuminating the surrounding ten steps very clearly.

The luminous light floated above Mu Fan's abdomen, and a large area of blood red could be seen on his abdomen, and even there were large pools of blood under him, which was urgent.

"Cut his clothes open and wipe the blood clean so that the wound could be seen. ”

Looking at the amount of bleeding, the wound must be very large, unlike Wu Zhi at that time, the wound was just a bullet hole, he was at least a knife cut of more than ten centimeters.

Bai Maxiao looked around and found a broken sword lying next to Mu Fan, he grabbed it, and used the remaining blade to cut the clothes on his abdomen, and the exposed abdomen was still gushing blood, Bai Maxiao took off his suit, nested in a mess, and wiped off most of the blood stains in his abdomen.

Now Bai Maxiao saw clearly, although this Mu Fan was exactly the same as his face, he actually had obvious eight-pack abs in his abdomen, which was a very strange feeling......

The focus didn't seem to be right, Bai Maxiao hurriedly concentrated, and saw that the knife on his abdomen was twenty centimeters, which was simply a seppuku.

"Stitch up the wound first, and then talk about the organ damage. ”

Bai Maxiao nodded, stretched out the second finger of his right hand, and the fingertips shot out a few centimeters of blue light, just like then, using this high-temperature sword qi to sew up his wound like electric welding.

The whole process was very fast, the blood was immediately stopped, and Mu Fan's breath gradually stabilized.

Bai Maxiao sat down on the ground and took a deep breath, the white suit shirt on his body was already stained with blood, if this scene was seen, it would be a murder scene.

The tense atmosphere gradually dissipated, and both Bai Maxiao and Mu Fan began to calm down.

After calming down, Bai Mashio's first reaction was to crawl up to him and reach out and poke his abdominal muscles.

It's hard, it's a real eight-pack abs.

Look at his face, look at his abs, and unconsciously touch his soft belly.

Suddenly he felt that his face was not worthy of these eight-pack abs.

After a while, Bai Maxiao reacted, he is like a nymphomaniac like this now, what is so good about a man's body!

What's more, the other party still looks exactly like himself.

"What's next? I watched the movie where the next step was to give him a blood transfusion. ”

"Where are you going to get his blood?"

"Didn't he shed so much blood? Can I pour them back in with water control?"

The soul couple sighed, "Blood will be stained with a lot of bacteria when exposed to the air, and if it is poured back, it will become infected, and death will be even more uncomfortable. Blood transfusions are made with processed plasma, so you have a bit of common sense. ”

Bai Maxiao scratched his head embarrassedly, "With you by my side, I can feel a lot more at ease." ”

The soul couple snorted lightly, "I'm not your Xiaoling, you're wrong about what you said." ”

Bai Ma Xiao tilted his head and said with a smile, "Are you still jealous? You two are equally important to me." ”

The soul couple was silent for a moment, and then said softly, "Clever words. ”

Looking at Mu Fan, who was motionless, Bai Maxiao came to inspiration, "Wouldn't it be better to use the lightning guide charm to split him?"

"If you want him to die, I'm fine. If you don't want to, it's better to wait quietly. ”

With this sentence, he was relieved, leaned against a tree next to him, and saw that it was almost dawn, but for him it should be four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Force yourself to sleep, or you'll be sleepy by noon." ”

The soul couple is right, at this time, you must rewind the jet lag first. Although it was very uncomfortable under the tree, and it was not sleepy, after struggling for more than half an hour, I still fell asleep.

In the dream, he returned to the soul pool, discussed with the soul couple for a long time, and after all his whims were rejected, he came to a final conclusion - improvisation.

I don't know how long later, when he woke up again, the sun was very dazzling, and he struggled several times and his eyes were pierced back, so he had to sit up straight, rub his sleepy eyes, and when he opened them again, he was still unable to open his eyes by the light.

This time it's sword light.

The half-broken blade still reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, and Hakuma Xiao realized that he was being pointed at by a broken sword, and he only needed to send ten centimeters forward to stab him in the throat.

Mu Fan held the sword with difficulty, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his lips were white and bloodless. His eyes were also weakly half-open, like a man who hadn't slept for a few days, and it could be seen that he was extremely weak.

Seeing him like this, he reluctantly raised his sword to point at himself, especially his face actually put on an indifferent expression, Bai Maxiao couldn't help but feel very funny, and reached out to push his wrist, wanting to push the blade in front of him away.

But Mu Fan quickly moved the blade back to its original position, and it was so fast that he almost cut off one of Bai Mashio's fingers.

Although this guy is very weak, he still has so much strength, and he looks like a person who has practiced martial arts since childhood.

Oh, those eight-pack abs are really real.

Bai Ma Xiao was helpless, so he had to raise his hands, "Shaoxia, I saved you, you can't take revenge!"

"Less nonsense!" Mu Fan's voice was exactly the same as his, but his tone was colder than he had ever been, "Are you a puppet created by the cult with witchcraft?"

Bai Maxiao smiled helplessly, "You are surprised to see that I look the same as you, I can understand." But it hurts when you talk like that. I'm a normal human being, not a cultist. ”

Mu Fan frowned, "You're not a cult person, so how do you know how to do witchcraft?"

"It's not witchcraft, it's spirit. In your time, there are no other spirit beings except for the Serpent God Cultists?"

"Spirit?" Mu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then said confidently, "What nonsense!"

"Okay, well, I'm talking nonsense, nonsense. But I finally saved your life yesterday, isn't it?" As he spoke, Bai Maxiao pointed to Mu Fan's abdomen, trying to tell him that the scar on his stomach that had been melted by the heat was his masterpiece.

Mu Fan also vaguely remembered what happened before fainting last night, and said in disbelief, "Why did you save me, who are you?"

"My name is Hakumashi, and you may not believe it, but I'm from the future world. It's a complete coincidence that the two of us look alike. I can tell from your words that you don't like the Snake God Cult either? I guess last night's injury was caused by that surnamed Ding, right? In my time, spirit people like me were ready to exterminate this cult, so you have to believe me, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, right?"

After listening to his long list of sincere and logical confessions, Mu Fan finally put down the broken sword and asked, "Your surname is Bai?"

"White horse. ”

Mu Fan frowned and muttered, "White Horse ......"

Hakuma Xiao vaguely felt that he seemed to have some impression of this surname.

Although this surname is very rare, it should not be rare in ancient times, and there are many unpopular surnames that have gradually become rare in modern times.

"Last night, I saw that you were able to defeat that surnamed Ding easily, and it looks like you do have the ability......" he said, his eyes blurred, as if he was thinking about something.

"Capable ...... How?" Hakumashi asked, confused.

Suddenly, Mu Fan fell to the ground, looking extremely weak, Bai Maxiao was startled, "What are you doing......?

"I'm so badly injured that I'm dying. Mu Fan forcibly sent the broken sword in his hand to Bai Ma Xiao, "I hope you can ...... Take good care of Master for me......"

After saying that, he actually didn't move in an instant as if the power was off. Bai Ma Xiao probed his snort with a confused expression, and he really lost his breath.

This life is too soon, isn't it?!" Bai Ma Xiao shouted, "Hey, you're going to die?!"

This death was too sudden, although he looked like he was going to die just now, but there was still a lot of gap between this and "when he was dying", he said that he would die, which made him unacceptable for a while.

It's going to be too weird to die.

And before he died, he asked Bai Maxiao to take care of his master......

Bai Ma Xiao grabbed his head in annoyance, "This is especially porcelain......"

"Back to light. Bai Maxiao can only be attributed to these four words, after all, he has no breath and no pulse, so he will not play dead.

When he was holding the corpse and was at a loss, an exclamation came from not far away, "White Horse?!"

The appearance of Jian Yin and Nie Jianfeng made him feel like he had seen a savior, and he hurriedly raised his arms and shouted, "It's me!

The two saw him covered in blood from a distance, and hurriedly ran over, and were stunned when they saw this scene.

Bai Maxiao hurriedly explained everything that happened after he came out of prison last night, and he could hear the two of them in a fog.

And the story of the two of them is much simpler, this morning the magistrate released them as promised, they guessed that Bai Maxiao would return to the mountain, so they also came back, and then they encountered this scene.

And they also felt that this Mu Fan's death was strange.

Nie Jian Fengzai carefully examined Mu Fan's body and made sure that he was indeed dead, and said helplessly, "The dead are the greatest, bury him." ”

That's all it takes.

After all, he looked exactly like him, and Bai Maxiao couldn't let Mu Fan abandon the corpse wilderness no matter what.

The three of them worked together to dig a pit with thick branches, buried Mu Fan's body in it, and put a stone on it, even if it was to bury him.

In just one night, there were too many changes, and the three of them slowed down for a while, and decided to return to Longquan first according to the original plan.

After walking for about an hour, when I returned to the forest path in front of Longquan, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl suddenly ran in front of me, shouting at Bai Ma Xiao, "Senior brother, where did you die?!"