Chapter 240: The Flower Pinched by Silver Silk (2)

Holding on to his crutches and hanging in the air, he stared at his face with wide eyes.

After that, he said, "Boy, will you be my son?"

Canghai sighed lightly and said in a low voice, "Your son is gone." ”

So the ghost mother-in-law slipped out of the cane and slipped to the ground.

The fire in the house was burning so loudly that his cheeks were hot. The cold wind poured in through the open window, blowing on the dough with a stinging pain.

Canghai said in a low voice: "I told him to go on a mission, it's safe, and I'll ask him to write to you when I turn around." ”

The ghost mother-in-law lowered her head and nodded.

Canghai looked back and strode open the door, and strode out of the room.

The color of winter is always pale, and the winter sun shines into the eyes to see the harsh pale of winter. Canghai has a face that is sometimes pale but actually pale. Whether pale or pale, it seems transparent in the harsh pale of brown hair and amber eyes.

The black withered hovered overhead, the aperture was like a white pendulum spreading the fox fur, the white smoke was faint and scattered, and the people living in the courtyard were all snow-white, with pale smiles, wearing withered black cotton jackets, exhaling a white smoke-like haze, greeting white, and revealing a little red in the snow-white gauze on his right hand.

Canghai bumped headlong into a body, and his heart was paralyzed and convulsed, which was disgusting. The familiar touch enveloped him, Canghai opened his eyes and saw a pale, someone dragged himself into the shade of the tree, Canghai's eyes were dark, and he covered his mouth to cover the blood flowing out.

"White!" a familiar voice. "White! Open your mouth, hold on!"

Someone pinched open his mouth, and a cold and warm ball was stuffed in, with a hint of sweetness.

Ice Toad Beads.

Before he opened his eyes, he hurriedly assisted in his exercises, only to feel that his mouth and nose were covered tightly by a piece of cotton cloth, and no matter how he inhaled, he was very inhaled. After a long time, he was able to look at the phoenix eyes of the divine doctor with a slight squint. Canghai wanted to smile at him and comfort him, but found that his mouth was stuffed with hard beads and he couldn't move, and his tongue was wooden.

As if the shadow of the clothes was flying, there was a cloak like an old crow lifted in the air by a thin cane, and the sun was behind him.

"Isn't there no dead end in all directions, front, back, left, right, and up, and down? What kind of poison will seep through the wound on his right hand?" Shrugged his shoulders slightly, he reached into the cloak.

Something flew over, and when it almost threw it on the head of the sea, it was picked up. Canghai saw a small black porcelain bottle, pulled out the red cork, and sniffed the mouth of the bottle close to the end of his nose.

"Hehehehe, don't worry, how could I harm my own son? And also...... It's better to let a bleed...... I'm leaving. ”

Canghai suddenly felt that his cheek was patted quite hard, and he heard it: "Spit out the beads! Do you hear it? Spit it out!" Open your mouth and ......!"

Suddenly, the cotton cloth that pressed on his mouth and nose loosened a little, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was leaning against the crook of the divine doctor's arm, and was glared at by the divine doctor. The divine doctor pulled up his right hand, tore through the layers of gauze, and held his right wrist in his hand violently.

Canghai's eyes were black and white, and his whole body was soft and nestled in the arms of the divine doctor, and he didn't seem to feel the pain, but he was trembling when he said it didn't hurt.

Purple blood dripped and cracked the wound that was pierced by broken porcelain, and there was a trickle.

Canghai ran out of strength.

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