Then he looked at himself reflected by the glass window with peace of mind. Mo Wen pursed his lips and touched his left shoulder.

His eyebrows moved. He pressed them with his four fingers, and the whole left shoulder sank directly, revealing the rolled flesh and blood

The index finger and thumb grabbed the edge and pulled hard, directly peeling off a layer of skin on the left shoulder.

Looking at the sticky blood stains on his palm and the turbid pus and blood, ink determined that his whole left shoulder was in a state of ulceration.

And the wound can't recover.

Just now, the man fired a shot without bullets, did not cause any damage to his surface, and even his clothes were not scratched, but it directly corroded his whole shoulder.

As expected, the gods had already prepared. This childish assassination should only be to determine the effect of this weapon on him.

It seems that the weapons taken out this time are a little tricky.

But think about it. Power dead state is a technology brought by country m from the beginning. It's not surprising that they can have any more special technology.

Just... Who is studying this? Mo Wen took out the dagger, slightly rotated the knife surface, inserted it into his own flesh, and directly cut the rotten meat together with the new meat. The place where the rotten meat was cut off immediately grew new meat, and soon his shoulder recovered as before.

When he cut his own meat, he deliberately avoided the artery to minimize the amount of blood in the wound. Too much blood flow will make Yu Lan find out.

Slowly took off his coat soaked in sweat and blood, washed away the blood stains on his body with water, changed a clean shirt after ink determined that there was no bloody smell, picked up several crystal cores on the table and went out of the door. The fast blackening and smelling rotten meat that landed before did not leave any trace under his power, and was directly stirred into powder fragments invisible to the naked eye.

Hidden from his eyes, Mo Wen looked at Yu Lan standing in the living room, and his eyes became gentle again.

Whoever studies these things is in the way.

Seeing that Mo Wen came out soon, Yu Lan was not suspicious and rushed forward to his arms.

"You changed a dress?" seeing that Mo Wen was wearing a shirt, Yu Lan couldn't help hugging his thin waist. "You still wear so little in winter. Hurry up and wear more clothes."

"Don't go out again." Mervyn squarely hugged the little guy who dallied in front of him and rubbed against the top of her hair. "Let me hug. It's not cold."

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Yu Lan's hairstyle hasn't been neat since she was held in her arms by Mo Wen. At the moment, she stared at Mo Wen with a crumpled chicken nest head.

"No, I'm afraid of the cold." Mo Wen bowed his head and kissed Yu's narrow blue eyes, raised the corner of his mouth and said innocuously, "I just don't think the temperature in the house is as cold as outside."

Seeing that Mo Wen is still a bunch of bullies in this crooked way, Yu Lanfa blew his hair. If it wasn't for the length of his hair, he might have to stand up, "I won't give you a hug."

"All right." Mo Wen nodded helplessly, trapped Yu Lan in his arms more and more, and continued to kiss her face.

"..." since it's all right, why don't you let her go?!

"I said I wouldn't give you a hug." Yu Lan pushed Mo Wen and said proudly.

"I'll just hold you, I'll hold you." looking at the fried Yu Lan, Mo Wen couldn't help but shun Mao. The previous gloomy mood is now half gone.

I feel that Mo Wen is in a particularly good mood now. Yu Lan is confused, but he doesn't see any abnormality in Mo Wen.

She hugged Mo Wen's neck, her small nose moved, and smelled a faint smell of blood, very small, very small. If she hadn't been buried deep in Mo Wen's neck, she might have thought she smelled wrong.

"Arvin, are you hurt?" even the bloody smell of the smile made Yu Lan alert. She looked suspiciously at Mo Wen's harmless and handsome side face, pursed her lips and smelled again.

I didn't smell anything this time.

"No." Mo Wen said frankly around Yu Lan's waist, "if you don't believe it, you can check it."

"But I smell blood......" Yu Lan stares at Mo Wen.

"Do you have?" Mo Wen also smelled his body and didn't smell anything.

"I can't smell wrong!" Yu Lan stared at Mo Wen seriously.

Zombies are very sensitive to blood, especially the taste of ink blood is particularly sensitive to blue.

"Do you want to check?" Mo Wen bent his eyes and saw the depths of Yu Lan's eyes.

Yu Lan was stunned and was carried into the room by Mo Wen before he reacted.

"... Arvin?" she sat up in a panic when she was put on the bed, looked at Mo Wen pitifully and said, "really check it for me?"

"I'll check it for you." Mo Wen nodded. He looked at Yu Lan's bullied little daughter-in-law and couldn't help kissing her with his hands on her side.

The soft bed was pressed out of a depression. Yu Lan lay on her back, closed her eyes and let the breath of ink cover her.

"Ah Wen." he opened his eyes and looked at the Mo Wen kissing down her neck. Yu Lan blinked and called in a charming voice, "are you ready?"

"What?" Mo Wen stopped. Before he could react, the whole person was turned over by Yu Lan and supported himself with his tail. Yu Lan sat across Mo Wen's abdomen, stared at his face and said with a smile, "physical examination."

"..." looking at Yu Lan's kind smile, Mo Wen didn't know that her poor little appearance was pretended.

His blue is not easy to bully.

He was still concerned about Mo Wen's body. Yu Lan immediately began to unbutton Mo Wen's clothes after saying the physical examination. The buttons of his shirt were exquisite but easy to unbutton. Soon, Yu Lan unbuttoned them all.

Looking at Mo Wen, she stared at her with a smile. Her eyes indulged spoiled and spread her hands, looking like Ren Jun bullied.

This guy learned ten percent of his coquetry! Yu Lan thought angrily.

Want to return to think, Yu Lan's hand still touched it along the skin of Mo Wen. After carefully checking his upper body, he was finally relieved.

Fortunately, Mo Wen really wasn't hurt.

The slender and cold finger tip gently slid through the distinct abdominal muscles of ink, feeling the slight floating breathing feeling of his abdomen. Yu Lan finally couldn't help holding it up and skillfully rubbed it.

"Arvin, you must be well."

The ink that was lit by Yu Lan was not very comfortable at the moment. Fortunately, he had been used to forbearing his desire, sighed, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, turned over slightly and said, "well, we will all be fine."

Yu Lan completely put down his heart and gently shook the two slender tail tips behind him, rubbing back and forth in a small range.

She believed that the power of Mo Wen would definitely protect herself, and she was willing to be a shield behind him.