Zhuo Hua

Chapter 344 Pleasure creates sorrow?

Zhuo Hua stood beside it, watching it with an indifferent expression, turning a deaf ear to its screams.

She lowered her eyes slightly and suppressed all the expressions in her eyes.

The effect of the strange fire was astonishing, but in just a moment, the phantom poisonous raccoon was completely burned, not even the bones were left.

"Are you okay?" Zhuohua walked quickly to Luo Yang.She squatted on the ground, gently opened the torn fabric with her jade fingers, and looked at Luo Yang's wounds nervously.

"It's nothing." Luo Yang comforted her, "I reacted fairly quickly and didn't let the poison spread to other parts of my body."

Zhuohua didn't believe the word "it's okay" in her mouth, she knew that she would definitely not be okay just by her face that was incomparably defeated.

She bit her lower lip with her white teeth and looked over nervously.

Sure enough, the skin and flesh of the wound were turned out, and the bones could be vaguely seen.The flesh and blood at the wound was pitch black, and there was a faint smell of corrosion.

Zhuo Hua's hands trembled, and the circles of his eyes instantly turned red.

Seeing her friends hurt was more painful for her than being hurt herself.

"Does it hurt?" Zhuo Hua's voice had a hint of crying.

"It doesn't hurt." Luo Yang smiled innocently, "It doesn't hurt, it's okay."

"Hey, don't cry." Luo Yang said hurriedly.

Zhuo Hua sniffed hard, "You're just crying. You're so stupid."

"Next time, definitely not next time." Luo Yang touched his nose awkwardly.

Zhuo Hua snorted softly, and finally her and Luo Yang's identities were reversed once, and there were not many times when she could teach Luo Yang a lesson with confidence.

Fortunately, Su Jinxuan gave her a lot of elixirs at that time, and Zhuohua found a detoxification elixir that could just cure this poison, crushed it with his hands, and then slowly sprinkled it on Luo Yang's ankles.

Although Luo Yang said it didn't hurt, his body's reaction was still very honest.

The moment the powder was sprinkled on her, she shook uncontrollably and then gasped.Her face became even paler, and beads of sweat kept falling from her forehead.

Her hands were clenched into fists, and the backs of her hands were covered with veins.

Luo Yang clenched his teeth tightly, not letting himself make a sound.However, this caused her face to look extremely hideous.

Seeing the originally pitch-black flesh and blood slowly turning into the original color at the wound, Zhuo Hua gently let out a sigh of relief and let go of most of his heart.

"It's okay, okay." Zhuohua patted his heart, "Fortunately, I still have a lot of pills on me, otherwise I'm afraid I'll just build a grave for you here."

"That's right, I, Luo Yang, have a very big life. How can I die so easily?" Luo Yang raised his head, with a proud look on his face.

Zhuo Hua rolled his eyes at her, and then, when she was triumphant, he sprinkled the powder of raw bone pills on her head.

"Ow!"

Luo Yang cried out in pain, his face wrinkled like a bun.She looked at Zhuo Hua with an accusing look, but Zhuo Hua didn't pay attention to her resentful eyes at all.

"This is called extreme joy begets sorrow." Zhuo Hua said lightly.

Luo Yang only felt an arrow stab into his heart.

Seeing the flesh that was slowly growing back, Zhuo Hua was completely relieved.

"Can I still go?" She looked up at Luo Yang and asked.

Luo Yang pursed her lips, then nodded solemnly.

Although the wound was slowly recovering, the pain had not disappeared, but she did not want to become a burden to Zhuo Hua and a hindrance.

(End of this chapter)