long night walk

Chapter 287 It's not painful if you rub it

Bailian pursed his blood-stained lips and swallowed the sweet smell in his mouth, but when he saw Fang Geyu clenched his fists, he thought he was going to hit him, so he closed his eyes subconsciously, but his head suddenly covered his forehead. A soft warm hand.

Bailian opened his eyes in astonishment.

Fang Geyu, who was so close in front of him, stood on tiptoe with all his might, but was rubbing his head.

At first glance, the delicate eldest lady has never done such a gentle thing. She moves clumsily like a frozen quail, raising her stiff wings foolishly, doing something that looks stupid. matter.

She snorted, her arrogant and arrogant appearance was the same as before, she was clearly in a dangerous situation, but her almond eyes were still bright and clear.

She said: "I can't control what other people do, but since you are eating the food I feed to grow your body, and you are hurt and affected, let me know, this lady will naturally coax you generously, so you can You have to give me a good thank you, Dade, and don't force it."

She seemed to remember the words of the female corpse Hesha again, and she was a little embarrassed: "And don't lie to me!"

The little hand on the melon seeds on his head was very warm, and as he rubbed it, Bailian's pale face turned red again.

He raised his chin and tilted his head again: "I said it doesn't hurt, it's fine, you stand aside, don't... don't get hurt."

Heck, still stuttering.

Fang Geyu saw that his expression was a little weird, and before he could ask more questions, a shocking roar came from behind the coffin.

In that loud roar, with a click, the ground under Baili'an's feet cracked and spread, and the ghostly hands that grabbed his legs in the black shadow also collapsed into a cloud of mist under the sudden burst of power.

Ghost Lang Shi Shiran sat on a suspended black coffin with his legs crossed, looking at Bailian with contempt.

Bailian was severely injured again. The two arms that were resting on the Suzaku coffin seemed to have been crushed by a giant hammer. The bones were cracked and the skin was cracked.

His knees were neither bent nor folded, but they sank heavily into the ground, missing his ankles.

dong dong dong dong! ! ! ! !
This time he took five steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

Fang Geyu's sword was sealed, and that mysterious power was difficult to recover for a while. At this moment, she was just an ordinary Kaiyuan realm girl.

At the moment when the power of the Horned Ghost erupted, the face of the coffin shook, and her calf that resisted the Suzaku coffin suddenly clicked, her bones were broken, and the whole person seemed to be thrown high by a huge force, and fell heavily.

Fang Geyu had never experienced this kind of pain before, his little face was as pale as frost, cold sweat broke out, and his calf was aching.

Bailian Yuguangying saw the girl beside him who had been chattering at him in a panic and flew out, and his face became cold.

Fang Geyu fell and sat on the ground, trying to draw his sword, until the hilt of the sword did not melt, and remained motionless.

She threw the sword angrily, then put it back in the Qiankun bag, gritted her teeth reluctantly, and connected the broken and misplaced small bones, but she did not know where to find a few silver needles quenched with fluorescent sparks, and she was very familiar with the underground needles. , tucked between the calves.

The injury between her legs instantly recovered as before, but after a series of movements, her face was so painful that she couldn't see any blood.

Fang Geyu has never been short of life-saving and healing treasures. She still holds a few silver needles that have not been used up, and she perseveres to Bailian's side again.

Seeing that his legs were trembling violently, she shook the needle in her hand and said with a frown, "This is a needle made by my uncle Xue Cheng. It will turn into the power of starlight to repair the injury, and it has an amazing healing effect, where it hurts, your legs are shaking so badly, you can't stand still, I will give you two needles."

As he said that, Fang Geyu's small hand touched his leg unceremoniously: "It's not that I'm stingy, it's that this needle is extremely difficult to refine, even my uncle, it will take a year to make it. After refining one, I don't have much left, so I can't tie it indiscriminately, what is it that hurts you, don't tie it in the wrong place, it's a waste."

The oil lamps on the ground had already been toppled by the strong wind just now, splashing oil on the ground.

In the indistinct light, Bailian's profile was white and transparent, and the black hair on his forehead fell in front of his brows. Only then did Fang Geyu realize that there was a hint of blue fatigue and haggard in his eyes.

He glanced at the dazzling yet sharp Chongming needle between his fingers, the corner of his mouth twitched indistinctly, and then turned his eyes away again, as if gritted his teeth and whispered, "I'm afraid of pain, no Needle."

At this moment, I can confidently say that I am afraid of pain.

Fang Geyu really didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, but he just felt that this kid was a little different from his usual indifferent and fearless appearance, and the sound of fear of pain also contained some meaning in her teeth that she could not understand.

Looking at it carefully, it seems a little… resentful and angry.

Fang Geyu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully, thinking that this ruthless guy who can open up his stomach without blinking an eye should not be so provoked by these injuries. Hypocritical.

After realizing it, she suddenly realized something, coughed lightly, and put away the needle between her fingers like a hot hand.

Seeing that she didn't retreat, Bailian was still staring at him, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, so he widened his eyes, thinking he had a fierce face: "You... go away quickly, don't... ...get in the way."

Well, still stuttering.

Fang Geyu froze in place for a few times, shaking his hands, and put it behind his back very calmly, and asked softly with a somewhat uncertain tone: "That... Si Chen, cough, shouldn't you? Will it be pulling...cough cough, pulling hurts?"

The few who were forced to retreat just now stepped forward a little more violently, and there were still a series of deep footprints on the ground.

Besides, she would shoot with anger, and she didn't show any sympathy. It would be strange if she could recover after a while.

When someone pointed out the key points, the pale and handsome face suddenly turned red, her complexion was very exciting for a while, and she felt embarrassed and embarrassed. .

But thinking about it, it seemed that he had bullied other people's little girls, and he was to blame for it.

The staring eyes were immediately retracted, and the anger in the stomach was swallowed back by himself. He couldn't attack, and he couldn't answer this terrible question.

Bailian had to purse his lips, turned his head away, and said nothing.

Fang Geyu actually thought that his awkward appearance was a little cute, no matter how he looked at it, there was a silent sense of grievance.

She knew that she did something wrong, but it was not her temper to apologize, so she had to say something that made her want to slap herself in the face with a bit of coaxing.

Well, that's what she said.

"Or I'll give you a rub..."

(End of this chapter)