The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

Worked for a full three hours.

From the beginning to the end, the girl never made a sound, and even Mu Bai admired her endurance.

Mu Bai let out a sigh of relief, put the gold needle into the skin bag, brought a roll of brand new gauze, and helped the girl re-bandage the wound.

"How do you feel now?" Mu Bai asked, wiping the sweat off his cheeks.

Hearing this, the girl slightly opened those gray pupils, and the blush on her face faded slightly. She tried to move her arms a few times, and was secretly surprised. She didn't know what method Mu Bai used to heal herself. In the process, the piercing pain was unbearable, but at this moment, she felt as if she had been completely reborn, and her whole body was more relaxed than ever before.

"Why did you save me? Don't you know that I really want to kill you?"

After being silent for a while, the girl finally couldn't help asking.

Mu Bai smiled slightly and said: "You are in my hands, you can't kill me, you are so young, it would be a pity to die."

"When I recover from my injury, if you don't kill me, I will definitely kill you." The girl said coldly.

"You will never have the strength to kill me." Mu Bai said confidently.

"I know your giant dragon is very powerful. In three years, I will be able to defeat your giant dragon. No one will be able to save you by then," the girl said.

"Haha." Mu Bai said with a smile: "Then let's see when the time comes."

Mu Bai then carefully cleaned up the blood in the hall.

"Lord Earl, how can you do such a lowly job, let me do it quickly." Helen's exclamation suddenly came from the side.

She never thought that Mu Bai, as an earl, would do such a thing that a servant would do with his own hands.

"It's almost noon, go and prepare lunch, I've been doing this at home since I was a child." Mu Bai smiled.

"Go, I'm already hungry, don't stand here in a daze." Seeing that Helen was still standing still, Mu Bai couldn't help urging.

Hai Lin couldn't help but change his image of Mu Bai, after hearing what he said, he had no choice but to go to the kitchen and get busy preparing lunch.

……

On the table.

Mu Bai looked at the more than a dozen exquisite dishes cooked in front of him, and the scent wafted in his nose, his appetite whetted. Compared with the hotel chef, Helen's craftsmanship was not far behind.