Chapter 482: +1

Chapter 482 +1
This kind of pain is still too sudden for Xiaojiang.
He did some reaction.
The first is horror, because he never thought that this would happen to him.
why? He is the second generation of the demon, the demon is the demon, the mother is the demon, and the ancestors are also the monsters. Since he was a child, he was very proud to talk to him about the gibberish after drinking. What to say? Of course, it is said that our family has never been dying, because the demon of our family has a special longevity.
Xiao Jiang has never doubted these words of Laojiao. Before the winter of last year, the family went back to the hometown and saw an elder. The boy’s white hair was changed into a big red dress, his grandfather.
As long as it is not dying, the life of the family is very long and hard. This is almost the concept that Xiaojiang has been deeply rooted since he began to understand the truth. But now he witnessed this concept being violently broken.
He thought about many possibilities. It may be that today is really a bad luck. It may be evil today. It may be malicious from the universe... But he couldn’t understand why he killed him.
Isn't it very well-behaved? Isn't it always tame and always beside the cheese? The last time, wasn’t it to save yourself from the pursuit of the wind? It just... isn't it playing with me?
Although not very obedient...but why?
The tail of the iron whistle suddenly pulled out. Xiaojiang finally fell to the ground. His face was pale and his lips were slightly moving. He didn’t have much strength to talk. Half of his face was panicked and half puzzled, but instinctively rubbed his legs and tried to stay away from this. Some guys who suddenly became horrible.
Suddenly Xiao Jiang was black in front of him... Just at the moment when the iron whistle suddenly opened a horrible ring of giant mouth, what brought his body up, at least suddenly escaped the bite of the iron whistle.
"Chase you……"
"Don't talk!"
Feeling that there was a pressure on the wound in the abdomen, Xiao Jiang found that it was the pursuit of the wind and pressed his wound.
This iron whistle is going to kill him. This time it is chasing the wind and saving him... Xiaojiang couldn’t say a word, but he was very tired and naturally closed his eyes.
He doesn't feel that this is sad, just ridiculous.
......
"Xiaojiang! Hey... Xiaojiang!! Don't sleep!! Don't sleep, don't sleep!"
Chasing the wind and shaking the body of Xiaojiang hard, frowning, seemingly more uncomfortable than what I imagined, and excited. The hand dyed the blood of Xiaojiang... He once thought about the possibility of having the blood of Xiaojiang on his hand.
On that day, when Xiaojiang said something on the rooftop, when the wind anger reached the extreme, there was such an idea in the brain, but in the end it was just throwing out a canned food.
Need to carry out the fastest rescue of Xiaojiang... The pursuit of the wind has a strong temper, and directly picks up Xiaojiang. He knows how to go to the pet hospital - the monsters in the whole city know the way to go there.
But the iron whistle obviously didn't intend to let the chasing wind leave like this because it began to feel hungry. If you are hungry, you should eat. If you are not hungry, you should not eat it. If you want to eat, you should eat it. What is wrong with it?
The speed of the iron whistle is faster than the pursuit of the wind... This is probably because its four are much stronger and stronger than the pursuit of the wind. And it has more means than chasing the wind.
The tail crawled from the ground and crawled very quickly. In a flash, he wrapped up the leg of the chasing wind and dragged him to the ground and dragged it.
Xiaojiang’s body rolled down from the wind-catching hand and rolled to the ground. The blood of the road, if there is no smell... If it is not a monster, but a person, this kind of injury is probably fatal.
The pursuit of the wind has not been able to take care of so much. Most of his fighting experience has been learned from being beaten bit by bit. Although it has not been systematically sorted out, some effective means of solving difficulties can also be the pain of using the body. In exchange.
The monsters that grow up in the wild are most afraid of fighting, especially the means of the next three abuses. The chasing wind quickly grabbed a handful of sand on the ground, and did not want to spread it toward the eyes of the iron whistle. At the same time, both hands became beasts of wolves, not scratching but poke!
The sharp claws suddenly poked directly at the joint position of the iron whistle tail, and suddenly pierced the soft part of its tail. The iron whistle hurts and instinctively retracted his tail while avoiding the sand that was scattered.
Chasing the wind and crawling up, quickly turning his head, thinking about whether he should teach this strange thing or take Xiaojiang first... He didn't understand that he would take care of Xiaojiang's life and death.
This guy is actually dead, isn’t it better?
"You call it an iron whistle? I didn't expect you to do this..."
The words are not finished.
Suddenly there was a sound of cheese, "Hunt the wind! You are here... What?"
The cheese that had just grabbed a piece of food and climbed out of the manhole cover, now looked at the scene in front of him, the canned meat held in his hand, and so on, all of a sudden.
The cheese suddenly hit a spirit, and quickly ran to the side of Xiaojiang, watching the horrible blood on his body, and the closed eyes, pale and bloodless face...
"Cheese, be careful! The monster you raise will go mad! Xiaojiang is the poisonous hand under it!"
The cheese was shocked and looked at the iron whistle on the side subconsciously. I saw the iron whistle and looked at myself at the same time, with a look of innocence.
The cheese looked at the wind again, watching the murderous face chasing the wind, watching his beastly hands, watching the blood stains on his hands and clothes, "Hunting the wind, your body..."
"You... I was infected when I saved Xiaojiang!" The wind frowning wrinkled. "You don't believe me? But believe in this... monster?"
"The iron whistle is not a monster!" The cheese looks a glimpse. "And you, you also wanted to deal with Xiaojiang last time, ask him to die..."
"it is good!"
The chasing wind suddenly laughed, and suddenly jumped out of the wall of the open space. Only the voice floated back. "Your things, what to do with me!"
The cheese suddenly lost the trace of the pursuit of the wind, only the iron whistle quickly climbed to his side, bowed and looked at himself.
The cheese subconsciously touched the head of the iron whistle. "Is it right if you saved Xiaojiang from the chasing hand..."
"Oh." The iron whistle quietly retracted his tail and closed the joint of the wound.
At this time, the cheese suddenly slammed into a spirit. "Iron wait, you are waiting for me... No, you hide, go to the sewer! I want to take Xiaojiang to the first aid!"
Said, the cheese suddenly held Xiaojiang and left the sewer... For him, the road below the city is much better than the surface.
......
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Hell!
Long Xiruo directly tears open an ancient book on his head... This ancient book is probably a valuable cultural relic outside, but it is probably a rare treasure in the monastic field of Shenzhou. Now it is split directly into two halves.
On the floor full of rooms, many ancient books have a similar fate. Just because they didn't bring what they wanted for this real dragon in China - the way to get back to themselves.
In fact, the past time is not long, but for Long Xiruo, even a second is uncomfortable... In the new underground secret room of the pet, Shenzhou Zhenlong, who is thinking about how to find a way, has come back from the hospital since he came back. After the gate, I did not take off my Lo skirt.
Suddenly there was a slap in the top. Long Xiruo frowned, so late, who would come to her... It turned out to be like this, the demon power was lost, and the visual acuity was completely different from that of ordinary people. For her. Everything has become inconvenient.
Her mood was even more irritating, but she ran all the way. From the back door, she had to pick up her heels to barely get the door on the door.
"Dragon Master, are you there? Dragon Daren! Dragon Daren! Are you there? I beg you to save Xiaojiang, he is dying! Long Daren!"
Damn... actually pick this time!
At the door, looking at the anxious cheese, and the small river held by the cheese... Looking at the large bloodstains on Xiaojiang, Long Xiru suddenly frowned.
"Dragons! Dragons! Are you really not here?" The cheese must not slam the door again.
Only after two shots, the door was pushed open by him. The cheese was a happy face and excited: "Dragon, you are still!"
But the door began to open, but there was no light in it, it was dark, only a hoarse voice came. "You bring him in, but remember, you must never turn on the lights! Otherwise, I will not save!"
"Yes! Yes..." The cheese still has so much to do with it, and quickly took Xiaojiang from the back door.
Shu Xiaoshu is often pregnant. He has been with his mother for many times. The structure here is quite obvious. Even if you don’t turn on the lights, it will not bring too much inconvenience.
"Dragon, how is your voice..."
"I... I am a little uncomfortable, don't ask too much. Keke! Send Xiaojiang to the operating room first! Don't lie! Go!"
Listening to this anger, the cheese suddenly hit a spirit, where dare to ink, quickly touched the road, sent Xiaojiang into the operating room, and then walked out of the operating room according to Long Xiruo's instructions.
The door in the operating room suddenly turned off, but it was able to see the light inside from the tiny door.
At this time, the cheese is relieved... Since it has been sent to Long Xiruo’s hand, Xiao Jiang’s life should be able to keep it.
I just don’t know why Long Xi Ruo is so weird... a little uncomfortable?
The true dragon of Shenzhou will also get sick?
"It won't be...the moon?" The young cheese of the young man quickly remembered that when the mother was not pregnant, there were always a few days each month.
The ghost knows that Long Xiruo, who is busy with the stool in the operating room, can know what the mood of the cheese is at this time.
She can be difficult at this time.
The real dragons of Shenzhou are lost, and many of the means used to treat monsters can't be used. Just relying on drugs and medical equipment...
"Damn, don't shake!!"
Her sad discovery, holding a syringe intended to inject some adrenalin arms into Xiaojiang, somehow, shaking slightly...
(End of this chapter)