At this time, he was still a little nervous in his heart.

The Gu poison that tortured him for two years, when he knew it, his heart was really calm.

Some of them are just, ah, I see.

He wondered how his temperament could suddenly change so much that he couldn't bear that change himself.

What made him uncontrollable the most was those hallucinations, seeing Chen Mengtian leaving him, he couldn't control the killing.

How can such a person be worthy of his sweetness.

So he kept it a secret.

Chen Mengtian put the golden needle, the Qinglian spiritual liquid, and the prepared Qinglian space river water on the table next to the bed.

Looking at the man lying on the bed, facing the pair of pensive, deep eyes, Chen Mengtian spoke again: "Don't wear a middle coat." ”

Jiang Zebei turned his head and met Chen Mengtian's calm eyes, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Okay."

Get up, and the mid-coat retreats.

Chen Mengtian just looked at him like this.

Next, her calm eyes were broken.

I saw Jiang Zebei's shoulder to waist, there was a long ugly scar.

It looks extremely hideous, and although the wound is healed, it is not difficult to imagine how dangerous the injury was at the beginning.

Not only that, on Jiang Zebei's body, there are countless scars, large and small.

The most eye-catching thing is still the scar, from the shoulder to the waist.

The calm in Chen Mengtian's eyes receded, looking at those large and small scars, only his eyes were full of distress.

She reached out and stroked the ugly forehead scars, her voice full of pity, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Jiang Zebei shook his head, and then fell silent again.

After a while, he said, "It hurts." ”

It really hurts.

At that time, I was relying on it, with the urge not to look back, and not to take my body seriously at all.

There is also a big reason because of the medicine that Chen Mengtian prepared for him, even if he dies for a lifetime, he will not really lose his life.

Looking back on every injury I suffered at that time, it hurts.

It's flesh and blood that hurts, how can it not hurt.

Chen Mengtian listened to his words, twisted the other party with his hand, and said angrily: "Why don't you hurt to death!" ”

After all, there was still distress in his words, Jiang Zebei heard it, and smiled softly at him.

"I can't die, I can't bear you."

How dare he die easily, the revenge has not been avenged, the promise to the person in front of him has not been done, how can he be willing to die.

Hearing Jiang Zebei's sultry words, Chen Mengtian glanced at the other party.

She stopped talking, reaching out and pinching the gold needle beside her.

The other hand was placed on Jiang Zebei's pulse, and then the golden needle in his hand pierced Jiang Zebei's moon chest.

She didn't know how terrifying the Heart Devouring Gu was after all, she only knew that this thing was in Jiang Zebei's flesh and blood, so she would definitely be able to force it out and then wipe it out.

Chen Mengtian let go of Jiang Zebei's wrist and no longer probed his pulse, but pierced six golden needles in his chest in a row.

From beginning to end, Jiang Zebei did not make a sound.

Until Chen Mengtian took out a dagger, the blade of which shone with white light.

She said hello in advance, and her voice was soft: "It may hurt a little, you bear with it." ”

When the words fell, the dagger in Chen Mengtian's hand stabbed at the flesh and blood fixed by the golden needle.

Jiang Zebei watched so coldly, even if he was bleeding, even if his skin was cut by a knife, his face did not change, let alone make a sound.

Bright red blood came out, Chen Mengtian's eyes were very serious, she looked at the bleeding skin, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

There was a lot of blood, and something was stirring under the wound.