......

The woman slashed her sword with one sword, which contained the sword energy of the Shuang. She was confident that ordinary people could not escape this sword.

But she forgot that she was seriously injured and had no ten strength left.

Zhao Wujiang moved his left foot and dodged the sword sideways. He flicked his sword's body with his fingers, making a crisp sound, and teased:

"Are the heroine abandoned by her lover? She has nowhere to vent her anger? She wants to kill the beautiful man in the world?"

"You!" The woman in white was furious. She admitted that the man in black in front of her was a bit handsome, but the teasing in the words made her angry. She raised her hand and waved it away.

Immediately afterwards, a slight tear came from her chest, and the severe pain swept through her body again. She suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell into a coma and fell to the ground.

Zhao Wujiang was stunned, and quickly hugged her into his arms, exploring his breath and pulse. He frowned and picked up the woman in white and rushed into the house.

......

Bed bed.

Zhao Wujiang placed the woman in white flat on the bed. At this time, the blood on the woman in white's chest had turned blood red, and her face became paler.

The silver needle in his hand flew into the woman's heart meridian acupoints, forcibly stopping the rush of blood.

Then he tore open the woman's dress and exposed the blood-stained bra inside.

There is a crack near the heart of the bra, and you can see the blood-deep wound inside through the crack.

Zhao Wujiang reached out to his bra and wanted to uncover the investigation. It is important to save people. He is not a pedantic person.

A slender hand grabbed his big hand that was poking out. The woman in white woke up at some point, her face pale as paper, staring at him with anger:

"Dengtuzi, believe it or not, I broke your hand?"

"Then do you want to die or live?" Zhao Wujiang said lightly.

The woman in white was stunned.

"Those who hurt you are thought to be masters who use swords. Now the sword energy has entered three points of flesh, raging in your body, destroying your heart.

If you don't help, you will die." Zhao Wujiang slowly stretched his hand to his bra and said sternly:

"Don't move!"

The woman in white looked gloomy and calm, but she let go of her hand that blocked Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang opened his bra, and the two snow-white and soft balls in front of him were decorated with a little redness. He did not look sideways and gently stroked his fingers two inches of deep wounds.

He could clearly feel the woman trembling and her delicate body also had goose bumps.

He took out a medicine bottle from his arms, which was the best golden sore medicine, which could quickly stop bleeding and activate the collaterals.

"Who is your surname and who is injured?" Zhao Wujiang shook the medicine bottle, shook the powder inside, and poured it into the palm of his hand.

"Jiang Mengli, if the enemy is injured!" The woman in white named Jiang Mengli, with silver teeth tightly clenched and her face was pale.

What a familiar name... Zhao Wujiang frowned and his big hand slowly covered Jiang Mengli's heart and rubbed it slowly.

"Uh..." Jiang Mengli let out a muffled groan, and the severe pain spread to her heart to her body, as if there was a battlefield in her body, and the two sides were fighting.

"Wounds are in the heart, where are you rubbing your hands?" Jiang Mengli was so embarrassed that he found that Zhao Wujiang had deviated from the direction while rubbing his hands.

Zhao Wujiang felt the softness and gentleness of the palm of his hand and said seriously:

"You have been injured for a long time, and too much blood burst out from the wound, which coagulated but did not flow, causing blood to flow into the whole chest. I am just promoting blood circulation.

By the way, your enemy is in Kyoto?"

Jiang Mengli's mood gradually calmed down and felt that she was in a much better state. She was surprised that the man in front of her would have a quick effect on the medicine:

"I'm about to arrive in Kyoto, this person kills my master, I will kill him...!

You...when will you rub it? Are there any acupoints on it?"

She was so embarrassed and angry:

"Can you think I can't cheat you? There are acupoints in your heart, so are there?"

Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly. When Jiang Mengli was furious, there was a touch of charm on her beautiful face. He let go of his hand and poured out a little golden sore medicine.

"Dengtuzi!" Jiang Mengli gritted her teeth in awe. She wanted to move, but her limbs were weak.

Zhao Wujiang said lightly:

"Let's talk about it when you get out."

"Buzz..." Jiang Mengli's sword that was placed on the bench buzzed, as if she was about to be unsheathed to kill Zhao Wujiang in the next moment.

"A little lewd thief, stealing into other people's houses, has been flirting with me many times. I want you to die!" Jiang Mengli frowned and bit her silver teeth, trying to control the three-foot Qingfeng.

"Little Junior Sister?" Just now, a thick voice sounded, with joy.

Zhao Wujiang looked sideways and found that the person who came was Li Yuanzheng.

He felt a little junior sister? He remembered the little junior sister Jiang Mengli that Li Yuanzheng had mentioned to him many times.
Chapter completed!