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The blood of his gorgeous blood on his chest was very glaring, her squeaky eyes hurt, and her eyes were wet.

He squeezed the right hand of Su's, and the bones slammed hard, trying to break her wrist.

It hurts, it hurts.

Su Luo bite the lower lip, the pain of the pain makes Su Luo feel that he will be pinched by the blood vessels, bowed, she saw the blood color at the wrist quickly faded, the skin is white, the Nangong Yunyun tight fingers almost trapped in the meat Go inside.

So hard.

Suspension is almost numb.

However, she closed her mouth and did not dare to say a word, and even dared not remind him to let go.

Su Luo understands that he is very painful now.

After the man’s painful fainting, he still hurts.

The pain he is suffering now is thousands of times her, and the initiator of all this is her. Why does she cry in front of him?

If this can alleviate her sense of guilt, she hopes that such pain can come more violently.

Therefore, almost all the bones that were pinched by the white wrist were broken, and the pain of the Soviet Union was broken, but she did not move, and the other hand steadily and slowly, one by one, wiping his face as clean as jade. Skin, wipe the dripping cold sweat.

Even after the wipe, his face quickly covered another layer.

His teeth were bitten, his lower lip biting out blood, and slowly flowing down.

In the heart of Su Luo, there was a sigh of relief, so the beautiful thin lips, the perfect lip shape, it was a pity to destroy it... Su Luo didn’t want to, and put his fingers on his teeth.

Pain... Suddenly, Liu Mei was close, and his figure seemed to be fixed, motionless.

Until then, she was deeply aware of how deep his pain was.

When Ling Feng came in, I saw such a quiet picture.

He looked at Su Lin's whitened pinch, almost broken wrists, and another bitten blood dripping his hands, his deep eyes flashed a horror, and then flashed past.

From this day on, he still raised his eyebrows at Su Luo, but he did not have the malicious and provocative at the beginning. This is a postscript.

When Ling Feng quit, he saw Xu rushing in. He was followed by an old-fashioned old man, followed by a child with a medicine box.

Ling Feng’s eyes flashed a chill, and he grabbed Xu’s collar: “Is it cold?”

Senior refining pharmacist Cold Flame, isn't he going to invite him? How come people are not him?

Xu San was pale, sad and helpless: "Xu Guanjia is still in the cold master's house, and the cold master is even missing! Xu Guanjia is helpless and can only ask us to invite the left pharmacist first."

The left pharmacist is an intermediate refining pharmacist, which is worse than the cold flame, but now he can only ask him to come and see it. Xu Guanjia is still thinking about it.

After the left pharmacist entered, he carefully examined the veins again. He frowned at Lingfeng and Suluo: "It is too serious. The old man does not have the slightest grasp. He still has to ask the cold pharmacist to come over."

"If you can please him, you still need to ask you?!" Ling Feng did not give a face, directly furious.

The wound of His Royal Highness King made him almost irrational, like a roaring beast, ready to pounce on the enemy.

The left pharmacist is also very helpless. Who told him that he is not strong enough?

Su Luo looked at the Nangong Liuyun, which was constantly shaking in the bed. He frowned and asked: "I don't know how the cold pharmacist can ask for it?"

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