Queen Flower

Although the bloodstains were wiped clean, the wounds looked hideous, and the purulent and inflamed ones were even more terrifying, like the wide-open eyes of the multi-eyed monsters.

Jiang Lan hesitated for a while, and took out the sharp fruit knife from her arms. It was time to use it. She believed that the knife Xiaoxi prepared for her was sterilized. She shook the open knife in her hand and looked at him without speaking. To be honest, she couldn't do it herself, it was really embarrassing.

The man immediately understood what she meant, "Just let it go, don't worry."

Jiang Lan took out the Jinchuang medicine and prepared it again, gestured with the knife in his hand, and said carefully, "This is my first time, not professional."

The man couldn't help laughing, "Anyway, I was rescued by you. It's not a big deal to be put to death. I won't blame you, let's start."

"Ha." Jiang Lan was amused, and summoned up the courage to slash the rotten flesh with a knife. The process was cruel, the scene was terrifying, and blood was flowing. Jiang Lan said to herself, don't be afraid, don't you just see blood, just treat him as a big skinned rabbit, didn't she deal with a lot of them, it's nothing special, they're all mammals .

During this period, she sneaked a glance at him, and saw that he was looking at her with his eyes open, sweat dripping from his forehead, but his body was poised and motionless. When she cut off the carrion for the first time, she also said to him, "Don't acupoint to stop the bleeding, the bad blood must be clean."

Jiang Lan admired him very much. This is Guan Gong, and it is estimated that Eviscerate is not afraid of it. She nodded and agreed, without him saying, she would not even ask her to point acupuncture points. She only knew one acupuncture point, and the efficiency of using it was crazy high.

Every time the carrion is removed, and the blood is drained out, the Jinchuang medicine is scattered immediately to stop the bleeding. Jiang Lan was proficient, her subordinates were getting faster and faster, and she soon finished work. She looked up at the man on the ground, and saw that his face was pale and the grass beside him was wet with sweat. It is also difficult for the hero to endure Ling Chi. No matter how hard his mouth is, he can't hide the pain.

Jiang Lan wiped off the blood that came out, took the cloth that he had prepared a long time ago, and helped him up and half leaned on him to bandage him, circle after circle, anyway, he had too many injured parts, and he couldn't wear ragged clothes. Now, just wear it as clothes and wrap him up like a mummy.

The man leaned on Jiang Lan. He was much taller than her, so it was a little bit laborious. He put his head on her shoulder and watched her move. As soon as she took out a pile of torn cloth strips, he knew that it was the clothes she had torn up and prepared to bandage for him. Dead, why suddenly such a mother-in-law.

He took a closer look at her again. It was different from the savage force he wielded just now. Those hands were very beautiful. The fingers were slender and soft like boneless. The bloodstains are like jade objects dotted with plum blossoms. The wrist that was exposed from time to time was as white as a lotus root and swayed in front of his eyes. The tip of the nose smelled a faint fragrance, just like the lotus blossoms in the pond, like the smell of the blue lotus seeds, caught in the fishy smell of blood, making people feel at ease.

"Your hands and feet are different from your face." Seeing that her hands were constantly busy, he glanced at her face again and couldn't help saying.

"Oh, this," Jiang Lan hesitated for a moment and stopped, then started bandaging again, and said in his mouth, "I am a fetal poison, it was like this when I was born, there is no medicine to solve it, my mother was pregnant with me. Poison, so I followed the master to learn martial arts to detoxify." Don't ask anymore, I'm sorry mom, the unfilial daughter even dragged her own mother into the water, the lie has been rolling like a snowball.

As she said that, she turned her head away, preventing him from staring at her face and taking a closer look. There was no end to it. She got up and left his side, leaving him alone, she was wrapped up anyway.

The man saw her turn her face away, got up and walked away, thinking she was angry, he was curious for a while, and accidentally revealed the sadness of others, which young girl does not love beauty, if everything is normal, the girl in front of him should be the little girl When he grows up, he is an alluring country.

"I'm sorry," he said sternly, averting his gaze away from her face, "if I can get out alive, I will definitely find an antidote for the girl."

"Okay, this topic is over, what should I do now? How do you feel?" Jiang Lan quickly stopped the conversation, distracted his attention, and stopped paying attention to her, she couldn't write anymore.

The man struggled to sit upright, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a long time. He opened his eyes and shook his head, "Probably the poisoning time has been too long, my organs have been damaged, and my internal energy has been consumed too much, and there is not much left."

"Can it recover?" Jiang Lan asked worriedly.

"I don't know, maybe it can, maybe not, it will take time." The man thought for a while and then raised an arm to signal, "You can always come out of the mountain if you keep going north."

"Aren't you going out with me?" Jiang Lan looked at him suspiciously.

The man shook his head and sighed, "I can't get out of the mountain like this, and being with you will only drag you down. You should leave quickly, the sooner the better."

"No, I can't leave you here alone." Jiang Lan shook his head firmly. Now that he's gone, he must have no hope of surviving. Don't mention other circumstances, just say that he can't even move, hungry. He also starved to death. He is a good person she rarely meets in this world, and he is kind to her, and a person must have a conscience.

Jiang Lan squatted down and stuffed the knife, Jinchuang medicine and a bunch of remaining cloth into his arms. She looked into his eyes and said, "Otherwise, let's find a place for you to cultivate..."

The man leaned against the tree but did not answer immediately. With a serious face, he listened intently, then shook his head at Jiang Lan to signal her not to speak, and pointed his finger aside to let her hide.

Seeing the man's guarded face, Jiang Lan stopped making a sound. She pricked up her ears to listen, and sure enough, a sound seemed to be approaching not far away. As soon as she turned around, she hid in the bushes on the side, and observed secretly in the gap.

At present, the hero is injured and inconvenient to move. She can't take him to hide for a while. It's better to just stand still and wait for the changes, and hide by herself. If a crisis comes, you can also act as a surprise soldier and make a sneak attack at a critical moment. .

There was a croaking sound in the distance, and a man slowly walked out from the depths of the dense bushes. He was holding a thick broadsword, the blade gleaming. His footsteps were steady, the ground was silent, only the occasional weeds made a slight noise.

He came slowly, stopped not far from the hero, and looked at the man who was resting with his eyes closed against the tree trunk on the ground, "Xiao Yan, are you okay?"