Chapter 497: : Knife tip, pierce

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She opened her lips slightly, her body trembling with pain in the distance.
Draw out the stab knife. He raised the knife, and the tip of the knife was placed on her collarbone again.
Xiaoxiao had sweat all over her forehead, her thighs were shaking with pain, and her lips were dry and white. There was no speech and no sound.
"Remember every pain you have now. When you make a mistake next time, think about what you are doing now." Then, Jiu Lanran's arm pressed lightly, and the tip of the knife touching her collarbone punctured gently.
Chest trembles.
The back spine was still faintly painful. The impact on the back of the head was not only painful, but also made her dizzy in front of her eyes, and her eyes were scattered... When the severe pain of the clavicle came.
The pores on her body contracted and the pain spread quickly throughout her body...
With a deep exhalation, the whole flower fainted before him.
Mu Xiaoxiao sat paralyzed by the wall, her head tilted, she already had a place to sit, her clothes had been stained with blood, and there was a pool of bright red blood on the ground.
Jiu Lan had no emotion in her eyes. She just pulled the short knife out of her collarbone. The tip of the knife was dripping her blood. It dripped on her fair skin like a plum blossom.
Throwing the short knife on the ground, he did not look at the syncope of Mu Xiaoxiao, and turned to leave the side hall.
The sky gradually darkened. Instantly it was already dark.
Head hurts...
It hurts too...
Am i dead Am I dead? Is it in the prefecture? But why does it hurt when you die? Is this feeling so obvious?
Xiaoxiao's eyelids shivered and she opened her eyes with a sense of fatigue. The light in front of her was the kind of light from the lamp. It was dark... It turned out that I hadn't died yet. Jiu Lanran is really the kind of person who can calculate.
Self-deprecating smile.
Hearing the crackling sound of Ding Ding Dong in his ear. It seems to be the sound of playing a game console? Is it an illusion? Looking at the source of the sound, I saw a big TV in front of me, and the TV set was the picture of the game.
The game screen is constantly changing. Someone is playing...
who is it?
Ji Lan Ran?
No... impossible... is her illusion? No, the pain in the foot is so deep that it is not a dream. The eyes glanced around. Although the room was gorgeous, it was very chaotic. Everything seemed to be piled up in a mess. This is not the room where she stayed before?
Where is she?
Sleep on the sofa and keep looking. Eyes stopped on the single sofa beside. It was a familiar person, he was holding the gamepad and playing games with concentration.
Xiaoxiao blinked and looked at the man's profile, right?
"Yan... Chen?" she whispered softly.
Yan Chen squatting on the single sofa chair pressed the game pause button, slowly turned his head, and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao lying on the couch: "Are you awake?"
"Yanchen, really you." Xiaoxiao looked at him incredulously, raised his hand and wiped his eyes, still a little unbelievable.
Yanchen jumped from his sofa to Xiaoxiao in a leapfrog way: "Not me, who do you think it is? Ghost?"
Xiaoxiao sat up with his body extended, stretched out his hand, touched Yanchen's body, and felt the temperature before slowly saying: "I really thought it was a ghost..."
"You just want me to die? Good heart, Xiaoxiao." He said blankly. The tone does not fluctuate...
"Where is this... shouldn't I be in Jiu Lanran's palace?"
Yan Chen tilted his head and dropped the game console in his hand. "This is the palace, you are in my room."
His words made Xiaoxiao stunned, and the reaction took a few seconds before he suddenly remembered. By the way, Yanchen was under Ji Lanran's men, living in this palace like the pumpkin head.
"He didn't treat you well?" Xiaoxiao frowned, and last time saw Yan Chen fainted on the ground, I was really afraid that he would have something to do with her.
Yanchen shrugged his shoulders: "It's okay, I'm fine. But before worrying about others, should you worry about yourself?" Then, Yanchen picked up a medicine chest from the ground.
Xiaoxiao looked down at her body: "Fortunately, it is not very painful."
"Well, it would have to be bandaged." Yan Chen took out a bottle of white powder. Sprinkled on the wound on Xiaoxiao's thigh...
"Uh..." When the white powder sprinkled, her thigh almost cramped, her fists clenched, her teeth clenched to endure the pain, but she said because of the pain: "You sprinkled What medicine? It hurts..."
Yanchen raised his head and stopped continuing to sprinkle white powder: "This is not medicine." Taken for granted.
Xiaoxiao stunned, so painful is not medicine? Surprised: "That's what you spilled on my wound."
"Salt."
salt……
The word kept echoing in Xiao Xiao's mind, salt... He even sprinkled salt on her wound? ! After the reaction, Xiaoxiao immediately blown the wound on his thigh, trying to blow away all the white powder.
"Why are you sprinkling salt on my wound? Are you going to kill me?" asked tearfully.
Yanchen spread his hands: "Disinfect. Xiaoxiao, haven't you heard that salt is disinfected?"
She almost passed out again, holding her forehead in hand: "You definitely want to play me."
"How can I let you die? No one plays for me when you die." Yan Chen said seriously, and then took out some more potions from the medicine box. And bandage.
Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand: "Don't, please don't play with me, what are these things? Wouldn't it be sulfuric acid." Looking at the bottle with liquid in disbelief, she definitely has reason to suspect that sulfuric acid was inside .
Yan Chen's innocent spread his hands: "Xiao Xiao, how can you make me think so bad? How could this be sulfuric acid..." As he said, he didn't hold the bottle steady, and the bottle fell from the palm of his hand.
With a bang, the bottle broke.
The liquid inside flows to the stall. I saw foam on the carpet. There are some sizzling sounds and a smell of chemical medicine.
Within a few seconds, the place where the liquid was flowing had turned into a dark piece.
Xiaoxiao looked at the corroded place on the ground without blinking. The sweat from the bean on her forehead blew down. She lifted her eyes, looked at Yanchen, and swallowed. "What did you just tell me? Are you sure that the one just fell to the ground, bubbling, and pungent?" Is the smelling chemical not sulfuric acid?"
Yan Chen grabbed his hair: "Let's continue to take medicine." He took out another bottle, this time the bottle was filled with cream.
Xiaoxiao retreated immediately. Hiding from one corner of the sofa to the other corner, I just didn't hide from the sofa: "You definitely want to kill me. Absolutely, absolutely!"
Yan Chen looked at Xiaoxiao innocently: "How come? Xiaoxiao, we are friends. I won't kill you in any way."
Untrustworthy!
Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and stared at the creamy thing in his hand: "What is that?"