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Chapter 58 Woman, You Are Satisfied (2)
The three of Kuangfeng who stood behind him looked at Zhan Beilie who killed people like Shura without blinking an eye, and then recalled Leng Xia who harvested life like a god of death. A pair!

After a while, Zhan Beilie slowly put away the hostility in his eyes, and replaced it with gentleness.

Woman, are you satisfied?
Prince Lie's Mansion, Qing Huan Garden.

Leng Xia sat sideways on the bed, and the man in Tsing Yi stood in front of the bed, slowly opened the pineapple medicine box with his slender and pale fingers, took out a pair of exquisite scissors inside, and cut the robe along the wound where she was shot .

At this time, apart from Xiao Fengyingxue and the two women in the room, there were only the man in Tsing Yi who pulled out the arrow to detoxify her, and Zhan Beilie who was determined not to go out with a dark face as if a root had grown under his feet.

Zhan Beilie stood aside, with a "hissing" air blowing from the top of his head, his handsome face was so gloomy that water dripped out, his eagle eyes fixed on the man in Tsing Yi's hand, his whole body was in a tense state, and he did his best As long as he has any unruly behavior, he will immediately rush forward and chop off the thief's hand!

It doesn't matter to Leng Xia, as a modern person, it would be too ridiculous if someone looked at his shoulders and screamed.She shook her head at the tearful Xiao Feng, and said with a corner of her lips: "It's okay, it's just a poisoned arrow."

Xiao Feng clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were like a rabbit with red eyes, tears flowed out again, and he couldn't help comforting him: "Leng Xia, grab me as soon as it hurts!"

As the robe at the shoulders was gently cut open, a touch of whiter than the moonlight was revealed, shining like pearls and jade, translucent and flawless.

Zhan Beilie's face darkened a bit again, the air-conditioning above his head had condensed into substance, crackling "sizzling" sound, and he used the "jack pendant" to firmly fix his feet in place, dead Resisting the urge to rush forward to cover up the snow-colored streamer!

The brown eyes of the man in Tsing Yi didn't change a bit, he stared blankly at the short arrow that penetrated into the bone, and his hoarse voice uttered a dull tone: "Forbearance."

At the same time as the words fell, he patted her shoulder with the palm of his inner strength, and as the short arrow was shaken out, the other hand quickly pinched the tail of the arrow, and pulled it out violently, with a "poof", a burst of Thick black poisonous blood spurted out, flying in all directions!
Leng Xia's complexion turned pale as paper in an instant, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, but she never groaned or frowned from the beginning to the end.

She tried her best to ignore the numbness of the pain in her shoulders. This kind of pain was not unbearable to her. Killers are a profession that walks on the tip of a knife. Bleeding from injuries is just commonplace, and enduring pain is even more qualified. A must-have course for a killer.

But even so, he couldn't help but roll his eyes fiercely, this person is so good, there's no difference between saying the reminder and not saying it, it really came too fast, there was no time to prepare.

A gleam of admiration flashed across Zhan Beilie's eagle eyes, she deserves to be my king's woman!

Seeing the bleeding wound, Xiao Feng trembled with distress, threw herself on Leng Xia with a wow, and cried loudly: "Leng Xia, whether you hurt or not, is all my fault!"

With a sound of "Boom", the man in Tsing Yi threw the short arrow in his hand into the tray that Yingxue was holding. After bandaging it, he went to the table to write a prescription.

Zhan Beilie took the tray over and looked at it carefully. After a while, his sword-brows were frosty, and the corners of his lips curled into a ruthless arc, and he said slowly, "A chain of arrows, Deng Jiuzhi."

Leng Xia raised her phoenix eyes, these days she often studies the Chronicles of the Five Kingdoms, and knows a lot about the history of this world and strange people and events.This Deng Jiuzhi was a well-known weapon expert decades ago, all the weapons he manufactured were ingenious, not to mention exquisite workmanship, often ingenious to hide murderous intentions.

Take this chain of arrows and mother arrows as an example, the daughter arrows are as thin as a cicada's wings embedded in the mother arrow, like one body, after being shot, when it is attacked and deviates from the track, it will touch the mechanism inside, and the daughter arrows will be launched suddenly In the direction of attacking the mother arrow, it can be said that it is impossible to guard against!

Just as Leng Xia was thinking, a voice without ups and downs sounded slowly: "Rest."

The man in Tsing Yi put down his pen, handed a prescription full of medicinal herbs to Yingxue, looked at Leng Xia persistently, and quietly repeated: "Rest."

Leng Xia didn't refute, she leaned her uninjured shoulders against the bed, closed her eyes slightly, she was indeed a bit tired at this time after today's fierce fighting and poisoned arrows.

The man in Tsing Yi turned his eyes in satisfaction, his light eyes fell on Zhan Beilie, and he said dryly, "Go out."

Zhan Beilie's hawk eyes narrowed slightly, Leng Xia raised her brows, and the corners of Xiao Feng's mouth twitched, when did the Great Qin God of War be so unwelcoming...

Seeing that Zhan Beilie was holding back the rising anger, Xiao Feng knew that if he hadn't taken Leng Xia into consideration at this time, according to his temper, he might have already "connected and connected" with the man in Tsing Yi. He turned his almond eyes and immediately pulled Mu Er Said: "Rest, rest, let's all go out and let Leng Xia rest!"

The man in Tsing Yi was quickly diverted by Xiao Feng, staring straight at Xiao Feng's hand holding his arm, his cold brows furrowed fiercely, an unbearable look appeared on his face, and followed by Qing Huan garden.

After the two left, Yingxue lit a soothing incense for Leng Xia, and went out to decoct the medicine with the prescription.

The breeze gently blows over the gauze curtains, a faint slanting sun hangs outside the window, and the evening sunlight streams in through the panes, dyeing the surroundings with a touch of soft and warm color, and a sedative incense burns quietly, green The smoke curls up like mist, the light color is faint like waves, and the whole place is hazy, quiet and harmonious.

Leng Xia was leaning sideways on the bed, her fat white jade-like neck was slightly raised, her long eyelashes were curved like fluttering butterfly wings, her face was slightly pale, the usual coldness had faded, and she looked extraordinarily soft.

Zhan Beilie's eyes darkened, and his mouth suddenly felt parched. Instead of turning his face away, he coughed dryly, and said in a pretentious manner, "Are you... thirsty?"

The phoenix eyes opened a gap, and the face of Daqin God of War on the opposite side was reddish, his handsome face was no longer domineering and arrogant, but was a little childish and awkward, and the corners of Leng Xia's mouth curled up. With an imperceptible arc, he said leisurely: "Oh!"

(End of this chapter)