Chapter 1966: Can't hold the knife, you can't put it down: Jinyiwei 50

After spraying blood, it is a cough, like coughing up the heart, liver, spleen and lungs.
Not far from him, the piles were full of corpses.
There are rusty faces, and there are familiar faces in Jinyiwei.
There were no scars on his body, and all the blood was for those who died.
However, although Song Xu did not seem to be injured, his internal organs were nowhere to be saved.
He could feel the decline and decay of his internal organs.
In the battle that lasted half an hour just now, every time he slashed out, he felt that his body was peeling off a layer.
In the end, he killed everyone who wanted to kill him, and he couldn't support himself.
Song Xu thought that he could still finish this last task and find out the murderer who poisoned him before the task was completed.
But now he feels that he can't.
He may not.
"Song Xu ?!"
Just then, a sound seemed to have been deeply imprinted in Song Xu's mind.
Song Xu was startled first, then raised his head, and saw the figure running towards himself unusually.
"How are you?" Xi Xu ran to Song Xu and knelt down, a tear had already appeared in his eyes.
It's too bad, it's too bad!
Song Xu's clothes, hair and face are all blood!
This made Xi Yan's nose sore at the first glance and rushing forward.
Song Xu stared at the girl in front of her eyes, and did not dare to blink.
He was afraid it was an illusion before his death.
He reached out his hand with trembling, trying to touch Xi's face, but he was afraid he would pierce the hallucinations.
Xi Yan grabbed his hand, "How are you feeling? You speak!"
Song Xu looked down at his hand grabbed by Xi Xi. The warm feeling let him know that this was not an illusion, it was a fact.
Xi Yan really appeared in front of him!
Song Xu took Xi's hand backhand, looked at her with bright eyes and asked, "Why are you here? Did you follow me all the time?"
"I'll talk about these things later! Can you stand up now? Let's go back and let the doctor show you!" Xi said, and he would help Song Xu stand up.
Song Xu held the knife's hand loose and the long knife fell to the ground.
The next moment, he pressed Xi Xi's shoulders with both hands and held her in his arms.
Song Xu's chest was very hard and warm.
The smell of blood and fresh sunshine rushed into Xi's nasal cavity instantly.
She froze.
Not far away, Xu Yiqiu, lying on the ground with pale lips because of excessive blood loss, could not help laughing at it.
"It's not life or death," he murmured.
But my heart was full of jealousy.
The person who is jealous and Xi Xi embraces is Song Xu.
"Song Xu?" Xi Yan's head pressed against Song Xu's shoulders, his eyes turned to look at Song Xu's hair, and he tentatively called.
"Ok."
The low, dumb bass is very tempting.
"You loose me first, shall we go back to see the doctor? You are so bloody, I look very ..."
"What is it?"
"Distressed." Xi Yan lowered his eyes and drilled into Song Xu's arms again.
Song Xu smiled slightly.
Is that what women say?
Obviously he just said he was letting go of her, but now he is digging into his arms.
Does she want to let go? Or hold her tighter?
"I wasn't injured. The blood was not mine, it was those people." Song Xu explained to Xi Yi.
"Nonsense, do you think I haven't seen it? The blood around your mouth was obviously spit out by yourself. Could you tell me that someone spit blood on your face?