Rebirth of Xueba's sweet wife

Chapter 390 Qionghua, the feast of wolves [3]

Mr. Rong's face was as pale as paper.

Using his mental power non-stop throughout the night to monitor every corner of Qingcheng has already consumed too much of his vitality.

But he still concentrated again, tried his best to gather all the remaining vitality in his body, and let his mental power out again! ! !
He didn't care about it at all, his body was on the verge of its limit! ! !
This time, he decided to change the way...

Can't find her can you?

Then he will try to find her pet...

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The Feast of Viburnum is somewhere in the basement.

"Xiaobai??? Xiaobai!!! What's wrong with you, Xiaobai???!!!"

Bei Kehan ​​looked back in shock, and found that the lively and clever little mouse was staggering and spinning around on the iron plate in a daze, and turned a deaf ear to her question!
Bei Kehan ​​felt a strange feeling in his heart.

She called a few times, and found that the mouse couldn't answer her normally, so she quickly held it in her palm.

She found that the body temperature of the mice was astonishingly high! ! !

She quickly took out the few silver needles left, and with a very neat technique, pricked the mouse's acupuncture points.

The acupuncture points of animals and humans are different, and the small white mouse is so small, Bei Kehan ​​can't help breaking out in a thin sweat after finishing piercing the acupuncture points with all his concentration.

After the acupuncture, the little white mouse finally regained some strength, opened its small eyes softly, and the purple eyes were a little dim: "Master, master, I'm sorry...for making you worry..."

"Xiaobai, tell me, did you get burned when you helped me calcine the scalpel and iron black powder in the space just now?"

"No... no... before that, I felt uncomfortable... my whole body was hot... so uncomfortable..." the little white mouse recalled.

It seems that this feeling started a few hours ago and the symptoms gradually deepened.

Nothing to do with calcined scalpels.

Was it drugged?

It's not like... How can there be an anesthetic that delays the onset for so long?
Is it too tiring to follow all the way?

No... Although they have been planning to escape, they rested several times on the way.

Bei Kehan ​​carried basic first aid powder with him, took some antipyretics to feed the mouse, and told it to go back to the space to rest: "If you still feel uncomfortable, you must tell me as soon as possible! Drink more water from the stream, The healing effect of that stream is good!"

The little white mouse crawled back softly.

Bei Kehan ​​was puzzled by the rat's symptoms, so he could only wait to observe and see if there were any subsequent symptoms before making any plans.

She was left alone in the cage again.

In the living room, the girl in the upper right corner murmured dully: "I want to go home...go home...go home...home...home..."

Bei Kehan's heart ached, he took out the calcined and tempered surgical blade, and began to sharpen it in a corner of the cage.

As she expected, the calcined and tempered scalpel blade was fused with the components of the black iron debris, making it even sharper and sharper!

The indestructible black iron fence has been worn out one after another!

There was light in her eyes, and she used more force between her fingers, hugging the black iron fence that was as thick as a child's arm, and accelerated the cutting and grinding! ! !

I do not know how long it has been……

The door of the hall opened...

There was a sound of footsteps of varying severity.

Bei Kehan ​​stopped what he was doing, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he sat up straight vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)