Chapter 274

Zhao Sheng, who probably understood what the man in black meant before, winked at the air on one side, and then held the man in black in his arms towards the house referred to by the unidentified man in black.

"Roar..." an extremely weak roar came out of the nose of the black man who was extremely relaxed and paralyzed in Zhao Sheng's arms.

Less than a day ago, this special face scarf was able to carve a man in black with a giant elephant, or was the leader of hundreds of people in black. Now, there was no good meat on the whipped body. Like a wounded fox, he snuggled up in Zhao Sheng's arms.

How deep love is, how deep hatred will be. This sentence is an eternal truth. Similarly, this sentence, on the contrary, will be an eternal truth.

The door was quietly pushed open. Zhao Sheng walked into the room with the man in black. It was neatly cleaned, but there was a small layer of thin ash.

Close the door and seal the aura on the door and window. Then he gently put the man in black in his arms on the bed in the room, and then carefully observed the injury of the man in black.

"Roar..." it may be that Zhao Sheng's action was a little big, which caused the pain of the wounds everywhere on the man in black. Therefore, she saw that there was a low hiss like a beast in the depths of her throat, but her body remained motionless.

"The wound hurts... But why are you doing this?" Zhao Sheng murmured in a low voice when he saw the deep visible bone wounds beaten by the long whip.

The eyes of the man in black were red, and he felt a little burst of tears.

"Alas..." Zhao Sheng sighed and silently took out some medicine from the demon refining pot.

The effects of these potions are very powerful. At least they can recover many injuries that even Zhao Shenglian's body can't recover by itself.

Zhao Sheng, who took the medicine in his hand, couldn't help hesitating.

Although there is no conclusive evidence of who the man in black is, Zhao Sheng has firmly believed that this person is Feng Shuchen who suddenly bid farewell in blood.

And whether the man in black is Feng Shuchen or not, only the uplift of an indescribable part below her neck and above her abdomen can explain the gender of this person.

Under the long beating of the whip, it was obvious that she had become extremely collapsed. Moreover, the medicine in Zhao Sheng's hand has a strong effect. At the same time, the pain accompanying the application process will be extremely strong.

Let her apply the medicine herself? Obviously impossible.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Sheng doesn't know what he's apologizing for. It may be because of his previous intentional escape, or it may be because of the next offence of spitting medicine.

But whatever it was, the man in black nodded and gently closed her eyes.

Unscrew the cork of the medicine bottle, and then slowly pour the crystal clear liquid in the bottle into the palm of your hand.

Then, he slowly faded the long broken black trousers, and then carefully applied the medicine from the bottom of the black robe, that is, the lower leg of the man in black.

Zhao Sheng can swear that he has definitely tried his best to instill aura into the wound and relieve the pain while applying medicine to her. But this kind of medicine with powerful recovery effect can bring pain, but it is absolutely who uses it who knows.

"Roar!" the severe pain swept through the nerves in her brain, so that she had been used to the pain and was ready for the pain, but she still made a terrible roar.

The sound was so loud that the aura layer specially arranged by Zhao Sheng on the doors and windows to shield the line of sight and sound in the house was penetrated.

"Roar..." outside the room, there was the roar of the man in black.

"Roar!"

"Roar, roar, roar."

Zhao Sheng couldn't understand what the roar of the man in black meant, but some of them were strange, as if they had an excited voice, which still made him completely afraid of carelessness. After all, Zhao Yaojing and Yunze are still in another room.

So seeing this Zhao Sheng, he quickly grabbed a lot of aura in the air with his left hand, and then attached two layers of aura to the doors and windows. After doing this, he slowly moved his body to the side of the window and wanted to see what was happening outside, which suddenly made the people in black so excited.

But this time, Zhao Sheng didn't see any abnormality. Just saw a lot of people in black, holding the group in twos and threes, pointing to Zhao Sheng's room with their unique way of communication.

On second thought, Zhao Sheng also came up with the reason. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook. The worry just appeared in his heart disappeared with him.

"Well, I'm going to continue." Zhao Sheng looked at the eyes of the lying man in black and gently lifted the end of the robe up.

With the clothes used to cover up slowly upward, ferocious scars appeared on her still white legs.

"What have you experienced..." Zhao Sheng bit his teeth tightly.

God knows what the introverted woman with duck egg face, handsome eyes, eyebrows, red lips and black hair has experienced in this short period of time.

The fingers of his left hand gently brushed the scars, while his right hand was still slowly smeared with medicine. Zhao Sheng and the man in black lying in bed thought about their own things in their hearts.

All this is going on very quietly. Zhao Sheng's state of mind became more and more calm. As for lust and evil desire and thought? That's even more impossible.

But all this stopped when the black robe faded to her waist and abdomen.

"God! What's wrong with you!" he exclaimed, and Zhao Sheng's eyes were full of incredible.

What did he see? He saw a belly full of sharp blades!

"Roar..." the voice is very weak, but it does contain endless grievances.

The abdomen is full of sharp crossings. What does that mean? This means that the first person Zhao Sheng met after entering the Daoqing gate has experienced the forbidden art of ten dead and no life on the blood moon continent - Dantian replacement!

Hold it tightly with his right fist until he smashed the porcelain bottle containing medicine in his hand and stared at the woman who didn't know what to say.

Blood, drop by drop.

The extremely sharp porcelain vase fragments even penetrated Zhao Sheng's skin and flesh that had reached the golden elixir realm.

"Roar!" the man in black roared. His weak body suddenly burst out of nowhere, grabbed Zhao Sheng's right hand, and then tried his best to loosen Zhao Sheng's clenched fist.

Just... How can she compare with Zhao Sheng with her strength.