"You...what are you shaking?"
Mu Sheng laughed unexpectedly, causing the wound to vibrate. Miao Miao felt her hands hot, and it was obvious that new blood was pouring out. She was desperate in her heart and roared: "Don't laugh! Shut up!"
She took a new piece of gauze in her right hand, held it in her hand as a spare, and tried to fix his body as if she was holding him.
There is a faint fragrance in her arms, which is the smell of her daughter's bathing in water with petals at home, let the heat evaporate, and all of it evaporates. The warm body is covered by a thin layer of water blue, if there is no ground. he.
It's cold, it's really cold.
Ling Miaomiao was sweating profusely: "Can you really bleed like this?" The
hot water slowly lost its temperature, his palms were as cold as ice, his lips were white, and he slowly started a cold war: "This blood... I can't wait... it's only if it's drained..."
The person in his arms shuddered fiercely.
It's swaying. Come to think of it, it seems that people who have lost too much blood will have this behavior.
Meowing, Black Lotus has the courage to kill big monsters in seconds, and when he fights alone, he is full of domineering spirit. In the end, he uses his life to pretend to be a force?
She was so angry that she had no choice but to say: "You let me go, I'll get you a quilt."
"You...you know I'm cold..."
"Isn't this nonsense?" Ling Miaomiao's hand Being pressed by him, unable to move, "You are so cold..." She freed up a hand, pulled out her drape, and shook it open and covered it on his shoulder, leaning half of her body up, trying her best. Maybe make him warmer.
As time passed by, Miaomiao was fidgeting and fidgeting.
"I'm afraid this won't work, I have to go to Big Brother Liu and the others..."
"Dare you go?" Mu Sheng was awakened from a semi-conscious state, suddenly opened his eyes, with a terrifying look in his eyes.
"Well, I won't go..." She didn't dare to move rashly, and sat down dejectedly.
Fortunately, Miaomiao kept sweating, her body was still warm, and Mu Sheng unconsciously pressed her tightly.
"Hey, there is nothing you can do about it?" Miaomiao looked at the half-shocked admiration with a complex face, her voice was sour, "If I don't come to you today, what will you do?"
"No What to do..." He spoke softly like a dream, his mind was dizzy, and Mu Yao's serious expression kept flashing: A Sheng, you are the hope of the Mu family.
If she knew that this Mu family's hope not only had that kind of background, but also painted skillfully inverse characters...
it would be ridiculous.
The crisp voice in the ear was still whispering:
"By the way, don't you all have the kind of hemostatic charm that you catch the demon? Or burn it and drink the kind of charm that can cure all diseases..."
Mu Sheng sneered: "You are talking about fake Taoist tricks and tricks."
"What should I do?" Ling Miaomiao wanted to cry without tears, and the hemostatic medicine at hand could not stop his wounds on such a large area. Dead!"
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THE GUIDE TO CAPTURING A BLACK LOTUS
FantasíaLing Miaomiao transmigrated into a novel. She became the cannon fodder girl No.3 and she still has to finish those extremely cliché missions?! It's already enough that she has to spoil the relationship between the original male and female lead, but...
