Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 668
But she can see that the person in front of her is Zhishan, and she can also see that his arm has been cut open by the weapon in her hand, and she can even hear Xiaobai explain in detail the usefulness of this incense , but she just couldn't control her movements.

The smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger, she knows that it is the blood of the little junior brother, just now the knife went down, the wound looks small, but in fact the wound is very deep, if it is not bandaged sooner, he will continue to bleed like this The blood flowed down.

Junior brother! !

Hua Weiluo was anxious in her heart, and the voice in her head became more intense.

"Luo'er??" Zhishan looked at Hua Weiluo, who was moving quickly in front of him, and two teardrops quietly fell from his slack eyes. He couldn't help being happy, and said anxiously to her: "Luo'er, can you hear the I'm talking, right!?"

"..." There was no expression on Hua Weiluo's face, but the tears in the corners of her eyes were flowing more and more, and the crystal tears sprinkled on the jasper water knife in her hand. Shan quickly attacked.

"Luo'er, don't cry, I don't hurt at all." Zhishan felt the tears splashed from the water knife on his cheeks, and felt pain like a knife in his heart. His Luo'er has always been fearless She looked like she had never shed so many tears, "Luo'er, if you can hear me, try to recall the "Book of Words Without Words" I showed you, and follow the formula on it to put the blood in your body The internal force is forced back to the original position."

While dodging her attack quickly, Zhishan said anxiously to her: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here, everything will be fine."

Hua Weiluo listened to Zhishan's low voice, and for some reason, suddenly felt that the headache-shattering noise in her mind had weakened a lot.

She silently recalled the contents of "Book Without Words", and tried hard to control her internal power. Slowly, the voice in her mind became smaller and smaller, and her offensive towards perfection became slower and slower.

"Luo'er!?" Zhishan looked at her with a happy expression, her attack was no longer so fierce, and even gradually calmed down.

Finally, Hua Weiluo controlled her internal strength, and stood there quietly, motionless.

"Luo'er, are you alright?" Zhi Shan was delighted, stepped forward quickly, hugged her in his arms, and gently lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

The flowers in his arms have not yet fallen, but there is no reaction at all.

"Luoer??" Zhishan's heart sank, and he looked down at her, but saw that she was still expressionless, her eyes were loose, and only the corners of her eyes were still streaming tears.

"Xiaobai, what's going on??" Zhishan turned his head and looked at Xiaobai, full of panic.

"She just restrained her internal strength and stopped attacking you." Xiaobai looked at the flowers in front of her, sighed deeply, and said, "But the poison on her body has not been released yet, so she body is still under control."

"This poison..." Zhishan was silent for a moment, he heard what Xiaobai said just now, and he himself knew that this poison could not be cured at all.

"Bastard!!" Zhi Shan couldn't help but reached out and slammed his hand hard on the wall in the room.

He smashed a deep hole in the wall in an instant.

Although Hua Weiluo has controlled the internal force running around in her body, she doesn't know why she feels more and more sleepy.

(End of this chapter)