My Wife from the Game

Zhou Zhiruo was blindfolded and could not see anything, but she knew why Wang Chao did this.

She couldn't help but tremble slightly.

If it were someone else, would she be able to cover her eyes to prevent her from seeing the bloody scene?

She thought, there should be no.

A woman's mind has always been strange. The disgust of a person can be because of a word, a look, an expression, and the change of a person can also be through an action.

Wang Chao turned around with Zhou Zhiruo, and dragged her to the guest room on the third floor like this, without even looking at anyone outside.

Kongtong sect is one of the six major sects, Tang Wenliang is one of the five elders of Kongtong, such a powerful person, he was still alive before a few breaths, but after that he became a headless corpse.

Everyone gasped, this Wang Chao was much more terrifying than they thought.

Wang Chao, who brought Zhou Zhiruo back to the guest room, finally let go of his hand, and his pretty face was fully exposed, already blushing.

She didn't dare to see Wang Chao, let alone what to say.Just when she was a little panicked, the wound on her arm suddenly hurt.

Wang Chao opened his mouth and said, "You are here to recover, and with me, no one can hurt you."

Zhou Zhiruo didn't answer, Wang Chao was here, and she was here again, so there were only two people here, and she had no intention of healing.

Wang Chao naturally understood her thoughts. He took out a bottle of the medicine pill Su Xinghe gave him from his sleeve and put it on the table, "I'm going out."

After all, he turned around and left.

"Wait..." Zhou Zhiruo said softly, but her voice became smaller as she went to the back: "Then... can you help me deal with the wound? I was accidentally shot by a poisoned arrow, and I'm afraid I have to shave my flesh. Just drop it."

Wang Chao frowned frivolously: "Okay."

On the only carved wooden window in the guest room, Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Wang Chao, who had his back turned to him, carefully took off one sleeve, revealing a jade like a white lotus root, looked at the wound, and then said, "Young Master Wang, You can turn around now."

Wang Chao turned around, and saw a wound about two inches long on the dazzling white area. The flesh had turned black, and at first glance, it was poisoned.Although he has an antidote on his body, it is useless to this rotten flesh.

He folded the fan and turned it into a small dagger.

Zhou Zhiru had seen this scene at Wan'an Temple before, but this was the first time that she had found it at such a close distance, and she was even more surprised.

Wang Chao tapped her fingers under her ribs and shoulders, which not only stopped the blood, but also relieved the pain: "I'm about to start."

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble the prince."

The small dagger slowly came close to the skin, and a coldness came, Zhou Zhiruo was even more nervous, but when she saw Wang Chao's focused expression, she couldn't help but froze slightly.

His face was like jade, and his eyebrows were as elegant as mist, which gave people a sense of alienation and indifference that could not be approached.

Wang Chao slashed the dagger very quickly, a mass of flesh and blood flew out and landed accurately in the spittoon next to him, and then sprinkled the crushed powder of the elixir, the blood quickly stopped, and even the wound was slow. of healing.

It is indeed Su Xinghe's prescription and Sun Baifa's alchemy method.

Zhou Zhiruo barely noticed the pain and still stared at him blankly.

Wang Chao chuckled: "Miss Zhou, when do you want to see?"

Zhou Zhiruo woke up suddenly, and then her blush quickly climbed up her cheeks: "I..."

Wang Chao tugged at the white cloth next to him and carefully wrapped the wound bit by bit before saying, "Miss Zhou has a good life."

The door to the guest room was gently closed, and Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful eyes were full of water.She thought of what happened at Wan'an Temple that day, and of Tang Wenliang's nonsense just now.

He couldn't help but murmured: "Young Master Moyin is not like the rumors."

Chapter [-] Young Master Zhang, we will be enemies next time we meet... T

Wang Chao sat in the previous position again, because he had just killed, the second boss in the restaurant did not dare to come out early, he wanted a drink, the second took it tremblingly, and then put it down tremblingly, Treat him like a ghost.

Wang Chao didn't care at all and continued to drink alone.

Since I drank the wine from that tavern with Zhao Min, it is now the same as fresh water and tasteless.

The news that Kongtong's third elder Tang Wenliang was killed has spread very quickly, and even Zhou Zhiruo was not spared, in short, everything was said.

The players who were watching before saw that Zhou Zhiruo was young and beautiful, like a fairy girl, so they naturally thought that they were being taken into the bag by Wang Chao, a hungry ghost, and they were all angry.

As the saying goes, you can eat meat alone, but you should always leave some soup for others, right?But Wang Chao, who not only occupied all the main female NPCs alone, but also took other beauties like Zhou Zhiruo, it was too much.

All of a sudden, players began to crusade against Wang Chao on the forum again. Posts appeared one after another, and all kinds of rumors spread like crazy.

Zhang Wuji, as the leader of the Ming sect, is in charge of a major force, and his intelligence network operates very fast. Not long after the incident, the news was delivered to him.

He fell in love with Zhou Zhiruo, and when he heard that someone was with Wang Chao, he couldn't hold back at all, and accompanied by Wei Yixiao, he came to the restaurant.

Just like Wang Chao can perceive his breath, he can also feel Wang Chao.

Zhang Wuji stood outside the restaurant and looked straight at the window on the second floor. As expected, he saw Zhang's very handsome face.

With a gloomy expression on his face, he stepped in.

Wang Chao knew who was coming, but he was still drinking and didn't even look at it.

Zhang Wuji walked to the table and said in a deep voice, "Where's Zhiruo?"

Wang Chao did not answer.

Zhang Wuji was angry and said again: "Do you know that what you are doing now is to push Zhi Ruo into the fire pit? She is a disciple of the Emei School, and if she is entangled with people like you, how much will her reputation suffer? How will the world think of slander?"

He spoke faster and faster, and finally slapped him on the table.