Jian Chen still underestimated the consumption that Xiao Mohe needed to cause to the diamond. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiao Mohe once asked Guo Chuanzong how long he could insist on refining dust and sand, and Guo Chuanzong gave him a half-quarter of an hour answer. So, half an hour later, when Guo Chuanzong's face was so distorted that he was almost paralyzed and couldn't hold on any longer, Xiao Mohe's movements finally stopped.

At this moment, there is not even a piece of diamond residue left in his hand, not only that, but even the dust sand is gone.

On the empty palm, there was a red color, and there were even a few wisps of smoke, like a pig's trotter that had been roasted to the right level.

Guo Chuanzong, who was sweating profusely, held the pig's trotters and breathed a long sigh of relief, but Jian Chen's heart just mentioned his throat.

The diamond is gone, and the scabbard in Xiao Mohe's hand is already as black as ink, so the next ......

"Boy, hold her hand down, and don't move it for half a minute!"

Xiao Mohe closed his eyes and silently took a breath of true qi, and when he opened it again, his eyes were shining, and while he drank vigorously in his mouth, he brushed it, and the blood-draining scabbard brought up a black fan, and the tip of the sword touched exactly the wrist of Hua Xiangrong, who was cut by Jian Chen.

"Huh!"

Hua Xiangrong, who was sleeping in a coma, suddenly bowed straight up, her eyebrows were deeply wrinkled together in an instant, her long eyelashes trembled violently, and her face looked extremely painful.

When Jian Chen saw it, he didn't dare to slack off, so he put his hands together and pressed Hua Xiangrong's struggling right arm.

Suddenly, from Hua Xiangrong's head, face, neck, arms, and other bare and exposed skin, countless extremely subtle bumps appeared, like slender larvae, wriggling under her skin and flesh.

Hua Xiangrong's struggle became more intense, and her forehead was drenched in sweat for only a moment, although she had not yet woken up, the pain on her delicate face had reached an incomprehensible level.

"Hmm, hmm!"

Unconscious snorting in pain one after another, seeing that her lips were bitten by her at a very fast speed, Jian Chen was in a hurry, for fear that she would hurt herself in severe pain, so he pressed his arm with one hand, and the other hand was free, pinching both sides of Hua Xiangrong's jaw, and the moment she opened her mouth, her forearm was between her upper and lower rows of teeth.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, he also frowned and let out a painful snort, and blood was already flowing down his forearm.

"Up-!"

With Xiao Mohe's loud shout, the pure black scabbard suddenly burst into black light, as if he was breathing.

In the black light, the wriggling under Hua Xiangrong's skin and flesh became obviously violent, and all the small bumps moved in the same direction, slowly and resolutely, towards the blood line on his right wrist.

Every time she moved, Hua Xiangrong's body trembled violently, and when she arrived, the sheets under her were soaked a lot.

The piece on Jian Chen's forearm that was tightly bitten by Hua Xiangrong, blood gushed like a spring, and when the serious injury had not healed at this moment, a feeling of dizziness suddenly washed over his mind.

However, he didn't have time to care about his forearm, because those small bulges, some of which were close to the wound on his right wrist, had already squirmed to the end.

A little white light came out of the cut blood line, and as soon as it appeared, it quickly crawled towards the scabbard of the sword that was suffocating in the black light.

When the whole picture was revealed, Jian Chen could immediately see that it was the sky-falling cold light that flew out from Tang Ziyu's catkins that day!

There are one and two, and as the first Heavenly Fall Cold Mang is discharged from Hua Xiangrong's body, more and more fine hairs emerge one by one.

After a while, a small section of the pure black scabbard in Xiao Mohe's hand was wrapped in white.

Hua Xiangrong's delicate body also slowly eased her violent tremor because of the more and more cold rays came out of the skyfall, and her breathing began to stabilize a lot.

"Hey!"

Xiao Mohe burst into a loud voice, and the blood-draining scabbard, which had turned from black to white, was pushed up by him, cutting off the connection between the scabbard and Hua Xiangrong.

At this moment, when you look closely at the scabbard, you can find that the scabbard seems to have become a magnet with strong suction, and countless dense skyfall cold rays are firmly attached to it, no matter how Xiao Mo moves, he will not fall a single one.

"Alright. ”

As Xiao Mohe's indifferent voice sounded, on the bed, Hua Xiangrong actually muttered as if she had heard the call, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of phoenix eyes slowly opened.

The first thing that caught my eye was Jian Chen's surprised face.

Hua Xiangrong was dazed for a while, and shouted uncertainly in an extremely weak voice, "Husband...... Jun?"

The words fell, only to hear a bang, Jian Chen's head tilted, and his body fell back softly.

"Husband!"

"Big brother!"

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Black, so black!

I don't know how long it took, Jian Chen's consciousness woke up in a blur, and he suddenly found that endless darkness enveloped him.

Fortunately, he is extremely familiar with this situation, since he is awake, since it is dark, then ...... Open your eyes.

"Husband......

His eyes only opened a slight slit, and in the fog he saw nothing, and a crisp and familiar exclamation had sounded in his ears.

Be...... Rong'er?

Jian Chen's heart was relieved, and at the same time, an inexplicable sense of loss came to his heart.

Hua Xiangrong can call him, then it will naturally be good, but ...... Why is there only Hua Xiangrong's voice?

Ann...... This?

With such a question, his eyes finally opened.

The environment in front of him is very familiar, and without thinking too much, he knows that he is still in Xiao Mohe's simple bamboo house.

On the hard wooden bed under him, Hua Xiangrong has been lying for more than a month, and now, it is his turn to lie down, but I don't know, how long has he been lying?

I just woke up, my mind was still confused, and I saw Hua Xiangrong's surprised and worried face appear in front of me.

"Husband, how do you feel?"

Hua Xiangrong stretched out her jade hand and touched his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to herself, "Fortunately, the fever has subsided." ”

He said to Jian Chen again: "Husband, wait, I'll call Senior Xiao!"

turned around and was about to leave, but his arm was grabbed by Jian Chen.

After surviving the initial confusion, Jian Chen's mind cleared up a lot, and he stopped: "No need to go, I'm fine." ”

Yes, it's fine.

As soon as he awoke, he realized that the feeling of weakness caused by the severity of his injuries had dissipated when he woke up from his coma.

Even the meridians that were still aching faintly didn't feel a trace of pain at all at this moment, and the already exhausted chaotic internal force in the body was actually surging in the meridians around the body, and the endless surging feeling was extremely thick, making Jian Chen feel that there was inexhaustible strength around his body.

His injuries are all healed!