Chapter 1072

Words fall, Nie matchless then take the lead to start.

Nie Wushuang has a great reputation in the middle and small rivers. On the one hand, he has strong martial arts skills. On the other hand, he has a good reputation because of his beautiful and cold appearance.

However, Huo Xijing was a hermit, and he was a rare expert. After several moves, Nie was inferior.

Sword Keng Ming, but she hit a bit of blood, a pair of beautiful eyes more and more fierce.

Su stood on tiptoe in the evening, and weia lifted her up again.

The whole man was flying in the air like a shuttle, and the knife in his hand pointed straight at Huo Xijing's chest.

Huo Xijing was not warm or hot. He still held his back and pointed his long sword to the ground. The leaves were flying around the tip of the sword, and the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal.

Neither of them made a sound, and the point of the knife approached step by step.

Su Xiangwan stares at the man in front of her. She looks at Han Che's face, but she doesn't know how she sees the dream of last night.

As soon as his brain was empty, the long knife was the sword that missed his counterattack. After wiping it, it was not his chest.

Only listen to a stuffy hum, then see the white shirt of cold Che bloom a piece of bright red, with blood smell, especially dazzling.

For a moment, almost everyone was stunned.

Until a few seconds later, the director was in a hurry and took off the earphone: "come on! Where's the medical staff! "

Su Xiangwan also came back to his senses, but because of his slow reaction, he fell directly on the ground, and his long knife also fell, and the tip of the knife was still stained with a little blood.

Ignoring the pain of the fall, she got up in a hurry, and several medical staff and assistants had come forward to surround Hanche.

Su Xiangwan was upset and upset.

She was distracted when she was filming.

After pulling off Wei Ya, he quickly stepped forward to see that Hanche's Lapel had been torn open, and there was a two centimeter opening on his chest, which was still bleeding.

"How about it?" Sue spoke in a hurry to the evening.

Cold Che swept her one eye, light way: "can't die."

Su Xiangwan was choked by him, but he still blamed himself for the blood.

If she had not been in a trance for a moment, she would not have hurt anyone.

Fortunately, the injury is not deep, otherwise really out of a good or bad, she is afraid to regret.

Medical staff first emergency for him to deal with, after confirming that there is no major hindrance, people this only relieved.

Su Xiangwan squatted on his side and couldn't help asking again, "is there any discomfort?"

"Help me up." Han Che stretched out his hand.

Looking at the white hand in front of him, Su Xiangwan didn't move for a long time.

Until a few seconds later, just hang down the eye son to help him up.

Han Che could not help but say: "I and you are how much hatred, you want to stab me to death, I did not carry you to find other women, how to hate me so."

He was not serious, but Su Xiangwan didn't have the thought of joking. He whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted."

"What do you think? You're so absorbed?" Han Che's eyes narrowed for a while and turned to look at her.

Su didn't pay any attention to him, just helped him sit down.

Han Che swept to the medical staff and frowned: "bring the medicine box!"

Immediately, the assistant took the medicine box from the medical staff in a hurry. The agent wrung his eyebrows to bandage him, but Han Che threw the medicine box in front of Su Xiangwan with a bang.

Sue took a look at the evening and then looked at him.

Han Che seems to smile: "poke me into a plug, should I be held responsible?"

Su was silent for a few seconds and opened the medicine box.

After reading the instructions on the medicine bottle, I stood on his side and filled the medicine for him.

For a moment, she was very close to him.