My husband is a wife

Chapter 977 Finally Quiet

The shadows in front of my eyes seemed to be suddenly tapped by someone, and they all stood still.

When the moon jumped out of the clouds, the half-beast that was clamoring to kill her just now fell to the ground with a slam almost at the same time, and the breath of death quickly permeated the air.

In front of her, stood a tall and cold figure, and the cold moonlight shone on his expressionless handsome face, revealing a quiet, cruel sternness.

It's him, he's here to save her, the god-like king, the zombie king.

The dagger in Xia Hou Huan'er's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and a charming smile that could fascinate all living beings appeared on his face, and then his body softened.

The man stretched out his arms calmly, just to catch her fallen body. He tightened his arms and saw that the wound on her arm was still dripping blood. He immediately tore off a piece of rag, bandaged her wound, and immediately picked her up. , jumped onto the back of the winged beast, and flew towards the canyon.

Xiahou Huan'er's body was so weak that she couldn't even speak.

Back in the villa, Dongfang Xing left her behind and quickly found the medicine box.

With a cold gaze, he checked the wound on her arm. The knife was not inserted lightly, and his heart was inexplicably angry, and the hand that helped her clean the wound couldn't help being heavy.

"Hiss, it hurts, can you take it easy?" Was this man taking advantage of her illness to kill her? Xia Hou Huan'er frowned in pain.

The man didn't even look at her, but the intensity was lowered, the wound was cleaned, the medicine was applied, and the bandage was done in one go.

Under the light, Dongfang Xing lowered his head slightly, and carefully and attentively helped her treat the wound.

Treated the wound on her arm and transferred to her foot.

It used to be a pair of white jade-like feet, but now, the feet are dirty, and the soles of the feet are riddled with holes, fine grains of sand and broken glass are scattered in it, which is unbearable to see. pick out things.

"Ah..." she let out a miserable cry.

He picked the shards of glass impetuously, but his handsome face was as cold as before, and he didn't show it at all.

"It hurts... Dongfang Xing... you can't take it easy..." If she had to say what she was most afraid of in her life, it was pain.

Xiahou Huan'er looked at him with watery eyes, and gave her a good time for the pain. She really had enough of the slightest pain.

Staring at her ankle, she was angry: "Let go, don't pick."

Dongfang Xing held her feet tightly with his palm, not allowing her to flinch, and said coldly: "It will be infected, inflamed, and rotted."

"It's rotten, it's rotten, I don't care, let it go." Xiahou Huan'er struggled.

"No." He said two words coldly, holding her feet as firmly as steel claws, and continued to bow his head to criticize.

"Woo...it hurts...can't you just let me fend for myself?" Xia Hou Huan'er looked at him sadly.

Dongfang Xing didn't even bother to say anything, ignoring her mournful expression.

"Dongfang Xing, I turned you into a zombie. You should hate me very much. You should kill me for revenge. Why do you still want to save me?"

Dongfang Xing didn't even frown, how would he answer an answer that he didn't even know?
Damn, pretending to be dumb again, Xiahou Huaner stared at him with contempt: "Why didn't you kill me? Why?"

Who can pry open the question that the zombie king doesn't want to answer?

Xiahou Huan'er hugged the pillow aggrievedly, buried her head in it, and silently endured the excruciating pain.

The noisy woman finally calmed down and was able to be clean.

But his heart was still restless, seeing her calm as stagnant water, he actually expected her to be noisy, he liked her youthful, energetic and lively.

(End of this chapter)