Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Seven: Aojiao Xianjun Can't Be Provoked! 13(1/2)
This doesn't seem to be a multiple choice question.
Before Yingqian escaped, she thoughtfully helped Bai Yihuang change his posture.
The claws of the human-faced spider avoided his vital points.
As long as you don't die.
It doesn't matter if you lose half your life.
Disability is better.
If Bai Yihuang can be made mute, then from today on, the human-faced spider will be Yingqian's biological brother.
But the spear-like claws fell down and stabbed Bai Yihuang's shoulder, but not even his white clothes were damaged.
Even if you fall asleep.
A monster like a human-faced spider cannot cause any harm to Bai Yihuang.
Yingqian was stunned for a moment.
Staring at Bai Yihuang's clothes.
A bold plan suddenly appeared in her mind.
This thing seems to be a treasure!
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the human-faced spider attacked again, Yingqian quickly ran back to Bai Yihuang and began to take off his clothes.
If Bai Yihuang were awake.
She must have become an ice sculpture.
But he was in a deep sleep at this time, and his handsome face was a little less aggressive and looked more pleasing to the eye than usual.
The outer garment was quickly taken off.
Yingqian originally wanted to find a sword.
But after touching around Bai Yihuang's body, he found nothing.
Where did he hide the sword?
Different dimension space?
Yingqian didn't have time to think too much.
Putting Bai Yihuang's wide coat on her shoulders, she held the chelicerae that was about to fall down and firmly grasped the teacup fragments in her palms.
The fragments were embedded in the flesh.
Cut open the texture, and a brilliant red spills out.
Bai Yihuang's outer garment is indeed a treasure.
The claws of the human-faced spider fell on the body, but only a weak impact was left.
Ying Qian rolled over.
She retracted under the body of the human-faced spider, raised her hand, aimed at its fragile lower abdomen, and gave it a strong stroke!
Wow!
There was a crisp sound of the skin opening and the flesh bursting.
The human-faced spider let out a shrill wail.
The teacup fragments were not big, but Yingqian used a lot of strength and exerted 100% of his strength.
It's enough to break through the human-faced spider, the only weakness in the body.
Sweet and fishy blood fell all over his body.
Its claws went crazy, falling like raindrops.
As soon as Yingqian's calf was exposed, countless marks were cut in an instant.
She took a deep breath.
A fierce light flashed across his eyes.
damn it!
Fight!
Yingqian did not dodge, and the pieces of the teacup continued to cut into the abdomen of the human-faced spider.
I don’t know how much time passed.
The strength of the claws gradually became weak and stiff.
Yingqian took a chance and stumbled away quickly.
The human-faced spider collapsed to the ground.
His face was still full of ferocious hatred.
It's just that this grudge is destined to be unavenged.
Yingqian collapsed to the side, took a breath and murmured:
"It can be considered... solved."
It took trouble to cut off one.
But there is another one beside her, waiting for her.
Yingqian glanced at Bai Yihuang, and her eyes paused for a moment at the wound on his right arm.
If she remembered correctly, this was the wound that the man in black clothes suffered just now, even if he was hit with a sword in the chest, he would inflict it on Bai Yihuang.
I didn't expect it to be so serious.
The black and red blood had soaked the inner garment.
"poison?"
Yingqian reached out and touched it.
The black blood stuck to the skin of the fingertips, causing a slight pain.
She looked worried.
Squatting next to Bai Yihuang, he murmured:
"He won't just die like this, right?"
She rubbed Bai Yihuang's face.
If he had been awake, he might have lost his temper again.
But he was still in a coma at this time.
He could only let Yingqian do whatever he wanted.
"This man is really good-looking when he doesn't talk."
Ying Qian sighed.
He grabbed Bai Yihuang's collar and pulled him in the direction he came from.
The monsters have all run away.
There was complete silence in the cave.
She pulled Bai Yihuang to the corner and tore off his shirt, revealing the ferocious sword wound on his upper arm.
Bai Yihuang is really as if he was carved out of ice.
The skin is almost transparent.
Chest and abdominal muscles are not lacking either.
It feels pretty good in the hand.
But that's why.
The sword wound surrounded by black energy looked even more ferocious.
Yingqian stared at him for a while, then asked:
"System, if I do that, I won't die, right?"
【No way!】
"If this doesn't increase your favorability by dozens or hundreds, I'll be sorry!"
Ying Qian sighed.
He tucked his long, messy hair behind his ears, lowered his head, and came close to the wound on Bai Yihuang's arm.
She had no idea.
The moment your lips touch the wound.
To be continued...