While the spirit game is in progress

Lin Ankang muttered to himself: "What's the matter with suddenly feeling that my IQ is not as good as those bugs?"

Lin Xiaoxiao followed and nodded: "I also suddenly feel this way."

"Don't think so," Ye Dill said, "They just spend all their thoughts on harming people, and they don't have high IQs."

"I agree with this point." Bai Po chuckled, "In short, this experience can be regarded as a small gain, and it is helpful for me to further understand spiritual objects and spiritual games."

Ye Diluo suddenly thought of something, she moved her eyes down to look at the back of Bai Po's hand: "How is your hand?"

At that time, the situation was urgent, so she didn't have time to ask more questions. Later, she asked Bai Po to carry her up the slope, and she didn't know if it would aggravate his injury.

Bai Jian raised his right hand, the back of his hand was slightly red and swollen, but the bones looked normal overall, without any dislocation or deformation.

"It's okay, there's no broken bones, it's just some trauma." Bai Ke's eyes looked at Ye Diluo for a moment, and his voice was slightly low, like freshly brewed wine, with a bit of intoxicating intoxication.

Lin Xiaoxiao on the side couldn't help but blushed a little and her heart beat, she quickly moved back and turned to look at Lin Ankang.

Lin Ankang looked puzzled: "What do you see me doing?"

Lin Xiaoxiao hated iron for being weak, but he couldn't say it directly, so he shook his head perfunctorily: "It's nothing, you are my brother, what's wrong with me taking a look at you?"

Before Lin Ankang could speak again, Lin Xiaoxiao walked up to Lin Ankang, grabbed Lin Ankang and pulled him away: "Bai Po's hand was injured, and it will take two days to recover. You should drive in these two days."

Then, she said to Ye Diluo: "I will show my brother the map and guide the way, and you will take care of Bai Jia."

After finishing speaking, he dragged Lin Ankang away without giving Ye Dill a chance to speak.

Leaf dill: "..."

Why did she think Lin Xiaoxiao was a little weird?

Bai Po watched Lin Xiaoxiao and Lin Ankang leave, with a funny look in his eyes.

But when he saw Lin Xiaoxiao turned around and gave him an encouraging look after getting out of the car, he still nodded slightly.

"Anyway, let me spray you with some medicine first," Ye Diluo said while telling Pudding to spit out the medical kit. "Although it's not a serious problem, you can recover faster with Yunnan Baiyao."

"Well, I'll listen to you." Bai Po stretched out his hand cooperatively and brought it in front of Ye Diluo.

The truck started, but didn't leave immediately, probably because Lin Ankang and Lin Xiaoxiao were studying the route.

Ye Dill sprayed the back of Bai Po's hand twice, and then blew habitually: "Does it hurt a lot?"

"Actually, it's okay." Bai Ke's voice always sounds very comfortable, as if ironing people's hearts, "It's normal to have bumps and bumps occasionally, let alone I'm a man, this little injury is really nothing .”

"You shouldn't have blocked it for me." Ye Dill put away the spray, her tone was flat, "It's okay if I get a little injury."

It's much better than feeling guilty when you owe a favor and watch others get hurt because of you.

Even though she knew that this injury was nothing, it didn't have much impact on her body, and it wouldn't be life-threatening, but she still felt guilty.

"As a friend, how can I just watch you being attacked without mentioning that you cover it?" Bai Po saw what Ye Diluo was thinking, and comforted him softly, "As a man, he can't do such an outrageous thing." .This is the self-esteem of a man, you don't have to feel guilty."