At the time of the battle, Hou Xiaohu didn't feel that the wound was very painful, and on the way back, the wound hurt for a while, but Hou Xiaohu was still able to bear that level of pain. And at this moment, when Hou Xiaohu took off his clothes and looked at the small wound that was several inches long, he secretly called luck in his heart.

But I saw that the wound was impartial, and it happened to be in the heart. If the strange-shaped blade of the man in black at that time penetrated more than an inch, it would definitely directly stab Hou Xiaohu's heart, and even if it was a Daluo Immortal, it would be difficult for him to return to the sky.

But maybe it's because of the angle, Hou Xiaohu looked at the wound, but felt that the wound was slightly blackened, raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Liudie, Hou Xiaohu asked softly, "Miss Jiang...... This wound ...... What do you see?"

Jiang Liudie's slender willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she did not answer Hou Xiaohu immediately, but after observing for a while, she took out a slender silver needle from a small purse on her waist, twisted the end of the silver needle with her thumb and index finger, and very carefully picked up the rotten skin on Hou Xiaohu's wound.

The silver needle touched the wound, Hou Xiaohu's eyelids were slightly raised, and under his eyelids, when Jiang Liudie leaned over, a pair of heavy ones on her chest were like two water bladders full of water hanging on her chest, shaking gently with Jiang Liudie's movements. A trace of dryness suddenly surged into Hou Xiaohu's heart, and there were indescribable thoughts rippling in his heart.

"Ahh

"......" Hou Xiaohu looked at Jiang Liudie speechlessly, hurriedly found a clean white cloth and gently attached it to his bleeding wound, and suddenly felt a burst of dizziness in his head, and then Hou Xiaohu felt that his body became very heavy, and his vision became blurry and fluttering in an instant.

"Bang", accompanied by Jiang Liudie's exclamation, Hou Xiaohu fainted on the ground all of a sudden. His eyes were closed, his face was as pale as gold, and it was clear that he was not doing well.

"Master-what's wrong with him?" Mu'er didn't know where he had just gone, and as soon as she came out of the side, she saw Hou Xiaohu lying on the ground with her eyes closed and her face ugly, and her master's face was also quite ugly.

Jiang Liudie did not answer Mu'er, but stared at the wound on Hou Xiaohu's chest. As Hou Xiaohu's coma passed, the blackness of Hou Xiaohu's wound expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it had already spread out the size of a fist.

"Oh no!" Jiang Liudie's expression suddenly became quite ugly, and he whispered in his mouth, and then quickly reached into the small purse on his waist like electricity, and took out more than a dozen slender silver needles in a row, which quickly pierced around Hou Xiaohu's wound.

Strange to say, as Jiang Liudie's silver needles pierced, the black cloud did not expand anymore, but the dozen or so silver needles pierced by Jiang Liudie quickly turned black, and soon polluted most of the dozen silver needles.

All this is easy to say, but with just a few movements, Jiang Liudie's smooth forehead is already covered with fine beads of sweat. It is conceivable that Fang Cai's lightning and stone fire are actually full of many dangers.

To be continued......

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