In an ancient tomb or underground palace with a huge area, there are countless organs hidden in it. If a large living person suddenly disappears in place, it is very likely that he fell into it when he encountered some mechanism. Similarly, if a large living person suddenly appears, it may be Accidentally stepped on the mechanism and fell down.

His idol Zhang Qiling often disappeared in the tomb, so Liu Sang was not too surprised when An Xiaolou suddenly disappeared and reappeared, and soon figured out the reason.

"How did you get this injury? Did you fight with Zongzi?"

After disappearing for half an hour, his hand was scratched, his ankle was sprained, and the wound on his shoulder burst open.

She can really cause trouble.

Liu Sang took out the medical bag with a look of disgust, and had to help the girl deal with the wound again.

"lighter."

Enduring the pain, An Xiaolou pulled off his clothes, revealing half of his blood-stained shoulder. The blood seeping had soaked through the gauze, and the blood stains on the light-colored sports vest turned black.

Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her lips were chapped and bleeding, and her face was frighteningly pale.

"Are there no narcotics?"

Looking at the medical bag spread out on the ground, she asked weakly.

She didn't feel pain just now, she can do whatever she wants, but now she feels pain, and if she sutures without anesthesia, she may cry in pain.

"I don't have it, Fatty and Wu Xie may have it."

Liu Sangpi hooked the corners of his mouth with a non-smiling smile, then raised the tweezers, "I'm starting."

"..."

An Xiaolou turned his face away and clenched his uninjured hand until his knuckles turned white.

It really hurts.

She clenched her teeth, and the veins appeared on her neck, causing her whole body to tremble from the pain.

Liu Sang: "Don't shake, how can I sew when you shake like this?"

"It hurts too much..."

An Xiaolou choked with sobs and turned his head, his eyes were red, his eyelashes were wet, and two lines of tears hung on his face.

Liu Sang hates when others cry or laugh, because at this time they will make a very loud sound, which is very annoying to him with excellent hearing.

Then he yelled fiercely: "Why are you crying? Didn't you insist on following Wu Xie? Don't cry, it's disturbing my ears."

"..."

An Xiaolou sucked his nose: "But I didn't cry..."

This mourner!Is he trying to fight?If she hadn't asked him now, she would have quarreled with him to the end to see who could win.

Liu Sang: "..."

True, she was only weeping, but not crying.

He was silent for a moment, then opened his lips quietly: "Or I'll let the idol knock you out?"

"..."

An Xiaolou raised his eyes to look at Zhang Menshen who was standing a few steps away with his arms crossed, recalled and evaluated his combat effectiveness in his mind.

"Forget it... If you faint and wake up from the pain, the beating is not for nothing..."

With Zhang Qiling's fighting power, if he hit him with a knife, she might not only faint, but she might never be able to open her eyes again.

To be conservative, let's grit our teeth and endure it.

Liu Sang took out a tissue and roughly wiped the tears off the girl's face, "You haven't answered yet, how did you get this injury?"

An Xiaolou wiped her nose with Liu Sang's hand. The latter was so disgusted with her that she gave her a big white eye.

"I met Wu Xie and the others."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qiling, who looked indifferent, immediately cast his gaze over.

An Xiaolou: Angry.JPG

Zhang Qiling really has unreasonable thoughts about her male god!No, you can't let him be with the male god!The male god is hers!

So the words were surprising: "Master Zhang, you accept me as an apprentice, I want to learn how to fight with you, so that I can protect Wu Xie."

Hearing this, the needle in Liu Sang's hand almost stabbed hard. He wanted to talk to the girl to divert her attention so that she wouldn't feel so hurt, but she actually came up with his idol?

An Xiaolou continued: "We encountered a monster. I was injured to protect Wu Xie. If Zhang Dashen is willing to accept me as a disciple, I will be able to protect Wu Xie better in the future without letting myself get hurt. "

Liu Sang, a fan of Zhang Qiling and Du Wei, said he couldn't listen to it, and hummed, "Then you can worship me as your teacher, and I can teach you how to fight."

An Xiaolou: "I don't want to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors."

She learned to fight, on the one hand to protect Wu Xie, and on the other hand to deal with Wu Xie's black fans.

"..."

Liu Sang's hands really trembled this time, and the thin needle pricked crookedly, and An Xiaolou screamed out in pain.

"Liu Sang, you are avenging your private revenge! You are a shameless villain! You are despicable and dirty!"

"Dare to climb up on my idol in front of me, who else will you prick if you don't?"

"You you you you wait for me! When I learn how to fight, I will be the first to beat you!"

"Idol, I seem to have heard something from Wu Xie, let's go and leave her alone."

An Xiaolou: "..."

An Xiaolou: "Brother Sangsang, I was wrong, don't leave me behind, woo woo woo..."

Gentleman revenge!

Not bad this will!

She endured it!

The author has something to say: So will my brother accept disciples?

Wu Xie: My true love fan not only climbs the wall, but now also worships others as teachers, what about the promised master!

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