[Blue Blood Sword] I was passing by

After asking about the ins and outs of the matter, Heatra quickly left, still living in the inn, and did not go to the prepared courtyard.Isn't this a joke? Although she did come out this time to do things for the head teacher, but because of her position in the head teacher, which is smaller than a sesame seed, it makes sense to ask for news, and she has been staying there to do her best if……

Chenatura shuddered all over, and suddenly remembered a certain brother who He Jiu told her was skinned a few years ago to make adult Gu.That person was quite famous in the church, but he accidentally knocked over a cup of tea held by Zuo protector Pan Xiuda, and disappeared without a trace the next day. When He Jiu found him, he was completely disfigured and completely Became a living dead.

Thinking that there might be some chaos in Nanjing City, Heatweed thought about going to the nearby Songjiang and Jinhua first, and then walking around the rest of Nanjing City after all the dust settled.As for whether Jiao Gongli bowed his head to die or Min Zihua failed in revenge, Heatra didn't take it seriously at first.

When he arrived in Jinhua, henna fell in love with the famous ham there. He spent the whole day in various restaurants and restaurants, as if he would not give up until he found the best ham in Jinhua City.After a few days, Veratura's waist has obviously rounded more than a circle, and the corners of his mouth twitched in contempt even for hairballs.

Seeing that it couldn't go on like this, or her slender willow waist would turn into a thick bucket sooner or later, Chenatura stomped cruelly and ran out of Jinhua with her eyes closed.As a result, less than a day after leaving Jinhua, there was a heavy rain in the wilderness.The rain was really timely, and there were no villages or shops behind. Heatweed searched around the neighborhood under the heavy rain, but didn't even come across a ruined temple.

Heatweed still has to worry about not getting the things in his arms wet by the rain, neither poisonous powder nor paper can touch water.Others covered their heads with packages, but she had to protect her chest. If it wasn't for the unsuitable weather, people would see her, wouldn't they think she was a miserable girl being molested?

Finally, the rain weakened a bit, and the hellebore vaguely saw a roof in the distance through the rain curtain.Running wildly all the way, almost throwing the fur ball that was holding onto her sleeve with such momentum, the hellebore fell headlong into the dilapidated, abandoned Orion hut that could at least provide shelter from the wind and rain.When she wiped the rain from her hair and looked outside the house, the hellebore wanted to drag God down from the high clouds, and then stepped on it hard.

The rain actually stopped, stopped!In addition to smelling some water vapor in the air, there are still some water droplets hanging on the treetops. The heavy rain just now didn't even leave a trace of the end.The clear night sky was dotted with countless stars, and the stars surrounded the moon like a jade plate. The brilliance spread by the moon made Heatweed's mood particularly bad.It rains an hour earlier, and there is a small town behind the weedel, how convenient it is to stay overnight, and an hour later, the Orion’s hut is right in front of us, although it is simple, it can save the weedel from being drowned fate.

When he was in a bad mood, Heatweed didn't bother to look around, thinking that there would be no accidents in this house that was ventilated everywhere except the roof, so he picked up two scattered logs on the ground and lit the fire, and started He casually took off his wet clothes.It wasn't until he took off his underwear that only his bellyband was left, that he heard something vaguely in the corner.

"Who?"

Heatweed looked intently and saw something moving behind the haystack in the corner, then looked down carefully, and saw that gurgling blood was oozing from the bottom of the haystack, staining the withered yellow hay red with blood.

The thing behind the haystack seemed to hear the hello's cry and stopped moving, but the blood was still flowing.Heatweed carefully picked up the coat that was still dripping with rain and put it on his body, then picked up one of the wooden sticks on the ground and took it in his hand, slowly moving towards the corner.

"Whoa!"

The haystack was broken up by the weeds, and behind it was a dark mass—a man, or a man who had been badly wounded and curled up in a ball.

The man in a soap-colored bunt was prepared when the goats approached, but he didn't expect that the goats' methods were so rude, and the wooden stick almost pierced him in the face through the haystack.But the pain all over his body made him have no strength to dodge at all, he could only resign himself to his fate and wait for the wooden stick to come to the door.

"Who are you?" Henna looked at the embarrassing man who was pale and haggard due to excessive blood loss and being drenched by rain.

"I..." The man opened his mouth, his eyes glanced casually at the chest of the veratura, a tinge of pink suddenly appeared on his pale face, and then he swallowed all the words back.

"You!" Weatweed followed the man's gaze and lowered his head. He didn't know what was going on in his mind. "You've seen it all! Smelly man!" Following the words, a handful of poisonous powder was spilled on the man. The man's eyes go away.

The man was limp all over. He knew that the thing thrown by the veratrum would definitely not be something interesting, but he didn't even have the strength to dodge it. He could only close his eyes tightly, hold his breath, and tried to wait for the powder to disperse.But hellebore is not the best of the best. After the poisonous powder touched the man's skin, it immediately turned pink, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At first, the man didn't feel anything unusual, thinking that he had escaped the poisonous powder of the veratrum, or that the veratura spray was not poisonous at all, but just to scare him.But as soon as the man opened his eyes, he felt that his breathing was not smooth, and after a while, his eyes became more and more dry.

The man raised his hand and rubbed his eyes with all his strength, and found that once he touched his eyes, his breathing became much easier, but his eyes became more and more painful.Between being suffocated to death and sacrificing his eyes, the man chose the former. His fingers became harder and harder, and his eyes became more and more painful. When he finally felt that his breathing was completely normal, his eyes were so painful that they were numb.

His eyes were numb and his breathing became smoother. The man raised his head, wanting to ask why the hellebore was so ruthless, and at the same time took his hands away from his eyes.Trying to open his eyes, the man realized that his eyes had become pitch black. The moonlight that used to exist in the hut, and the weedel standing in front of him all disappeared, and he was blind.

The man just felt dizzy for a while, he never thought that after finally escaping from the pursuit, he capsized in the gutter and fell into the hands of a girl.Now that he is seriously injured and blind, it may be a hundred times more difficult to find his brother alive than to climb to the sky.

"What are you looking at!" Veratex knew that the man had been poisoned by her, so she must have lost her eyesight, but when she met the man's eyes and saw the emptiness and decadence inside, Venatura couldn't help feeling guilty.

"I...how can I still see..." The man's voice was deep and deep, and the weasel heard it in his ears, and he could tell that there was nothing to love inside, and it became more and more unpleasant.

"You still dare to quibble!" Shaking her head, she kept telling herself that she had done nothing wrong, and the hellebore yelled fiercely, "I can't see it now, didn't I see it just now!"

"Girl..." The man seemed a little helpless, "I came here first, you want to take off your clothes... I, I can't stop me, can I?"

"Dengtuzi!" Hearing the man's words, the weasel swept away the sympathy just now, "You won't scream, I didn't see you, can't you hear me? Don't say you don't have the strength to make a sound, you didn't say it now Is it smooth! I think you are deliberately taking advantage of this girl!"

"No...not...I..." The man's words stopped suddenly, his body swayed, and there was no more movement.

"Hello, hello?" You won't die, will you?Heatweed stretched out his foot and kicked, but the man still didn't respond.

Now weasel is worried, although this man has been injured all over his body, if he dies at this time, she will not be able to get rid of it.Since she was a child, she has killed eight thousand poisonous insects if not tens of thousands, but she has never killed a single person!It is said that she has been exposed to many examples of murder in the Five Poisons Sect, but when she put it on herself, the hellebore still felt chills, and even her stomach turned and stirred non-stop, as if she could spit it out in the next moment.

Squatting down bit by bit|body, the veratura stretched out its fingers and slowly poked it under the man's nose.Uh... seems a bit windy?Could it be blown in from the outside?The hellebore moved closer again, and this time she put her hand directly on the man's neck.Huh, the hellebore let out a breath, and there is still a pulse, this person still has half life.

But only half-life.

The man suffered serious internal injuries, and there were many sword wounds on his body, but luckily none of them were fatal.After being sprinkled with poisonous powder by veratrum, he was extremely angry at first, and then gave up in despair, and the ups and downs of mood aggravated the injury.However, the blood loss was not as serious as it seemed. The blood was mixed with a lot of rainwater. It looked scary, but it wasn't too much.

"Unlucky for me!" Chenatura rolled her eyes. If she didn't find this person, she would have died, and nothing happened to her.The problem is that she was the one who aggravated this person's injury in the end. If she didn't want to take his life for no reason, she couldn't let it go.

"Hey, come here," the hellebore waved at the hairball who was drying by the fire, "Do you think my life is too bad, or his life is too good? I have to save him for nothing, too It doesn't make sense!"

"Zhizhizhi..." Then it will not be saved, and no one will know.

"It's easy to say, this is a life! If I knew it, I would have had more contact with those boring people in the church, and imitated their cruelty, really! Hey, don't watch the excitement, go and get his mouth open !"

Chenatura complained in his mouth, but his hands didn't stop.She didn't have enough medicinal materials in her hand, and most of what she brought was poisonous powder and pills that hurt people.After the fur ball slammed and slammed, and finally made a gap in the man's mouth, she threw in the only two life-threatening pills on her body.

The author has something to say: Let’s see if I can add another chapter today~clench fist~

Paw prints, paw prints? o(≧mouth≦)o~~