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"let me see!"

Long Zhutian reached out to take the sword, but was stopped by Yang Zimei.

"The two swords are still very powerful, and the space in the car is small, so it's not suitable to take them out! Let's wait and see when we get back!"

Yang Zimei closed the wooden box. [

Long Zhutian looked at the wooden box with nostalgia, stepped on the accelerator, and sped back.

"By the way, Zhu Tian, ​​how did you come to find me by car? Do you know that I don't have a car?"

Yang Zimei asked.

"Well, what Master said, your Mr. Song is really, he drove you there, but he didn't bring you back." Long Zhutian said angrily.

"It's none of Mr. Song's business. I asked him to go back first. I just want to take a stroll in City B. Who knows, I might meet an unscrupulous driver on the way."

Yang Zimei explained.

"What happened? What does the driver want to do to you?" Long Zhutian's whole body was filled with coldness and evil spirit immediately.

"Hehe, how can ordinary people do anything to me?"

Yang Zimei chuckled, "He wants to hit me with a bad idea, it's because he thinks his life is too long."

"Inexcusable! Did you kill him?"

"He frightened himself, hehe."

Yang Zimei smiled and said, "I will not commit murder for these people!"

"Ah."

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Back in City A, Long Zhutian couldn't wait to see Mo Xie as soon as he entered the house.

Yang Zimei took out the small iron tower and opened the wooden box.

Long Zhutian reached out and took out the general...

The sun's rays just reflected on the sword...

A muffled moan sounded from the sword body, and the sun's rays refracted countless rays of light on the crimson sword body. [

Long Zhutian's eyes hurt, and the sword in his hand suddenly became like a dragon, full of strength, and with a "clank", it fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Long Zhutian's eyes hurt badly, and he stretched out his hands to cover them.

Yang Zimei felt something was wrong, so she hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Long Zhutian let go of his hands, and then opened his eyes, only to find that his eyes were pitch black and he couldn't see anything...

Seeing that his pupils were not focused, Yang Zimei panicked, and hurriedly took out the silver needles to help him with acupuncture.

But it didn't work at all!

Long Zhutian still couldn't see anything, and his eyes were constantly shedding tears because of the stimulation of the sun.

Yang Zimei hurriedly helped him into the hall and sat down.

Long Zhutian closed his eyes, and gently massaged the eyelids with his fingers.

"Open your eyes again!"

Yang Zimei said nervously.

Long Zhutian opened his eyes, but still couldn't see anything.

"Blind?"

Yang Zimei was shocked, and hurriedly called her master and uncle over.

Yuqing carefully inspected Long Zhutian's eyeballs, "There is no trace of damage, it is estimated that it was suddenly stimulated by the light, resulting in temporary blindness."

"Is it really temporary?"

Yang Zimei asked worriedly.

"Let's go to the hospital for an examination." Yu Zhenzi said aside, "Make sure if the cornea is damaged."

"Ah."

Yang Zimei nodded and said to Long Zhutian, "Let's go to the hospital for a checkup, shall we?"

"I'm not going to the hospital."

Long Zhutian refused, "I don't like that kind of place." [

"If you don't like it, you have to go. If your eyes are really hurt, it may lead to blindness." Yang Zimei persuaded.

Long Zhutian still shook his head.

"Why don't you like going to the hospital?" Yang Zimei asked very puzzled.

"I... am afraid of injections!"

Long Zhutian held back for a while, and choked out these words.

Yang Zimei was sweating!

A man who is not afraid of knives and bullets actually said he was afraid of injections!

This is just too frustrating!

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