Spatial hoarding: super strong wood superpowers

"sorry!"

Cheng Jing didn't think the same way, she and her younger sister are connected by blood, and they are the only bond for each other.

Zhang Jiajia wiped away tears, "I'll treat your wound."

"it is good."

In fact, Cheng Jing really thought it was unnecessary. She could stop the bleeding by herself without hurting the bones. The situation ahead was urgent and it was too late.

But she didn't dare to say anything against it, for fear that her sister would shower her in the rain for free.

Zhang Jiajia carefully tore apart Cheng Jing's injured shoulder, and a deep scratch appeared.

I thought I would see fresh blood flowing out, so I cleaned up the blood on the surface of the wound with cotton balls.

She was puzzled to find that there was not a single drop of blood from the wound.

Cheng Jing thought that her younger sister had finished bandaging her, and then led her away from the roof.

who knows?
A muffled sob came into his ears.

She turned her head quickly, and saw her sister was sobbing while treating her wound.

Cheng Jing: "..." If there is nothing wrong, she is the one who got hurt.

"Don't cry, I'm really fine."

It's okay not to say it, but Zhang Jiajia's tears flowed even more violently when he said it.

"You lost too much blood, and you lied to me."

Excessive bleeding?

Cheng Jing wished she could take out the mirror and take a look at her ruddy face, how could she see that she had lost too much blood.

"I do not have."

"Such a serious wound doesn't bleed anymore, what is it if it isn't excessive blood loss?"

The corner of Cheng Jing's mouth twitched twice, and she said helplessly, "I'm a wood-type supernatural being, and I can stop bleeding with my supernatural power, don't you know?"

Zhang Jiajia paused for applying the wound. Damn it, she was in a hurry and forgot.

"I……"

"Okay, I know, you are worried about me."

After Cheng Jing tied the gauze on her younger sister, she got up and was about to pick up the unconscious Chu Feng.

"Don't move, I'll come."

Zhang Jiajia put Chu Feng on his shoulder first, "I can."

Cheng Jing nodded, holding the bound vines, when she was about to go down.

Mutant Persian cats jumped up one after another from the other side, and they bared their teeth and let out sharp meows.

After finding the target.

They moved in unison and ran in the direction of Cheng Jing and the three, as fast as lightning.

Cheng Jing glanced down to see if there were any zombies here.

"You go down first."

Zhang Jiajia hesitated to speak, then nodded heavily. She realized that staying with the unconscious Chu Feng would increase the danger to her sister.

A wooden protection, when the corpse persian cat rushed over, it appeared first.

The cadaverized Persian cat, which couldn't escape in time, slammed heavily against the oppressive wood protection, making a "bang bang" sound.

A corpse Persian cat walked around, trying to chase Zhang Jiajia. After Cheng Jing found out, a rotten vine flew over and bound the corpse Persian cat that jumped into the air.

in a blink.

When the vines disappeared, there was a pool of carrion on the ground.

Cheng Jing's worried younger sister planned to make a quick decision. She stretched out her right hand, and the wood elements in the surrounding air rushed towards her crazily.

"Song of Wooden Arrows."

Countless wooden arrows condensed in front of her, each wooden arrow was as thin as a silver needle, with a sharp point.

"go."

Several wooden arrows flew out, like a fairy scattering flowers.

Whether it was the corpse Persian cat that jumped into the air or the corpse Persian cat that was running, they all fell to the ground and lost their vitality.

Cheng Jing's throat was sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of blood from the side of her head. She reached out to wipe the blood around her mouth, and slid down the vine when the other corpse Persian cats didn't jump up.

This kind of group attack consumes a lot of abilities, and she rarely used it in her previous life.