Chapter 741

Yan Bai's hand moves faster.

After the first cut, he found that the burning sensation on his hands was more severe.

The pain stimulated his nerves and made him squint.

With the second cut, he noticed that the black was spreading around the wound.

At this time, he found that the mucus attached to his fingers was still alive!

He suddenly understood why Baishui had to be dealt with as soon as possible.

If it pierces the protective layer of his meridians, it will grow like a virus in his body, and then attack all his meridians.

In the end, it's not clear what he will become.

Gu Ming is totally stupid.

He watched the sword flying in Yan Bai's hand, and even appeared a virtual shadow.

In the light, he could only see silver shining.

And the spatter of blood, also bit by bit in color.

He took a mouthful of saliva and looked down.

The black blood splashed on the autopsy table was all agglomerated into a lump.

He leaned down and took a look.

I think it's like water baby, soft and soft.

He is inexplicably attracted and Youhu, always want to reach out to touch.

Thinking, he trembled, carefully raised his hand, breathing frozen.

Little by little

It's almost there.

"If you want to die, touch it."

Gu Ming was shocked and stopped.

His fingertips are less than a centimeter from the clot.

He raised his eyes.

The knife in Yan Bai's hand is still flying.

Inexplicably, he felt that the knife was close to him.

As he breathed, he felt the knife stab into his eyes in the next second.

His heart suddenly seemed to stop beating for two beats. His brain was tight, and he hardly thought. He stepped back a few steps, and the principle was that he was in front of him.

He held his collar in both hands, opened his eyes, and looked at Yan Bai's action for a moment. His mind was blank.

Yan Bai didn't pay attention to it. He didn't even give a look. His movements became mechanical until the blood turned red and the burning sensation disappeared.

As soon as he released his hand, the knife fell on the autopsy table.

The sound of "jingling" is particularly harsh.

Gu Ming is a soul stirring soul.

He raised his eyes, Yan Bai looked weak in his eyes, and his heart was tight. A lunge rushed to him and held him.

"Are you all right?"

He shivered as he looked at the man's nearly bony fingers.

Yan Bai took a breath and shook his head slowly.

Gu Ming bit his lip, carefully lifted the man to the chair and sat down. He turned and ran to find the first-aid kit and bandaged him.

The feeling of wet and greasy palms made his heart uneasy gradually. He couldn't help biting his lips and not daring to open his mouth.

When he bandaged, he approached Yan Bai's body and found that there was sweat on his forehead. Under the light, the white T-shirt presents two levels of color.

His heart sank.

I think it was infected by cold sweat.

But also, the finger is cut like that, how painful!

He shook his head in silence, and his hand movement could not help lightening.

After tightening the last gauze, he couldn't help but ask, "why don't you go to the hospital to have a check?"

Yan Bai shook his head: "No. You have a good bag. "

Gu Ming smelled the speech, slightly embarrassed smile, still some worry: "the wound is too deep, I'm afraid of infection. Or go to the hospital for tetanus? "

Yan Bai still shook his head and refused.

His body is different from ordinary people, so he doesn't have to go to the hospital.

"Get me a straw."

He said and got up.

Gu Ming looked at his pale face, his heart was tight, and he reached out to help him.

"Be careful. I'll do it for you. You can have a rest."

Yan Bai chuckled and said "thank you", but he didn't stop.

He went to the autopsy table and took a look at the fallen blood.

"Eh?"

Gu Ming approaches and sees the situation on the autopsy table. He is surprised and puzzled.

Now on the autopsy table, there is only a clot of blood. The spatter of blood just now is completely gone.

Including the red blood that's left behind.

Yan Bai was not surprised.

When he cut his hand, he found that what had been cut off before absorbed all the blood drops falling around him.

That's what's left now.

Yan Bai: "please help me find a closed vessel and a glass straw."

Gu Ming understood.

"Are you going to pack it up? I'll help you. "Yan Bai shakes his head, Mou color is firm: "you look for thing to me, OK."

Gu Ming frowned and looked at his trembling hands. His eyes were full of disapproval. He sighed to find something.

He came back with something but didn't give it to each other.

"I will. You can't hold things like this. "

Yan Bai shakes his head.

"You can't touch those things. Give them to me."

Can't touch it?

Gu Ming thought that the thing might suck blood, but he was a little uncertain for a moment.

He was afraid that Yan Bai's hand was shaking, so he ran into it again.

That's not, another cut!?

He turned his eyes, stepped back and shook his head.

"I will. If you don't pay attention and encounter it again, the consequences are not very good. "

Seeing his stubborn appearance, Yan Bai's temple suddenly jumped.

He felt more tired.

He is silent and reaches out to Gu Ming. His eyes are light and he looks at each other for a moment.

Gu Ming's heart was tight, and the invisible pressure came on his face, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

He pursed his lips, under pressure, to shake his head and refuse.

Don't want to, his hand, as if have their own consciousness that, uncontrolled lift, put things in the heart of Yan Bai hand.

Yan Bai took it. He bent down and collected the blood clots on the autopsy table bit by bit, and put them into the utensil.

After his last move, he straightened up his back, his eyes suddenly turned black, he was a little dizzy, and his body swayed.

"Not good."

He was shocked, holding the utensils of the hands raised consciousness, confessed to close his eyes.

As long as the utensils don't fall.

In a moment.

He was strangled on his waist because of the unexpected pain.

He was stunned and slowly opened his eyes.

Gu Ming looks at him speechless.

"Can you stand up?"

Yan Bai couldn't see himself. At this time, his face was pale, sweat was dripping from his temples, and he could hardly see any blood on his lips.

It looks like it's weak.

Gu Mingxin is also very fast.

If he had not kept an eye on his movements, he would have fallen down on his back.

Yan Bai felt a little, but he was still powerless.

He pulled up the corner of his mouth, a little embarrassed smile.

"Can you help me to the chair?"

Gu Ming was the first time to see such a "friendly" expression on his face. He felt flattered and nodded. The hand movement is more careful, like holding some kind of treasure general, helped the person to the chair to sit well.

Yan Bai leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and was silent.

He ran his spiritual power for a week and was surprised to find that what had just flowed out was not only his blood, but also his spiritual power.

Since he was an adult, he has never been out of force.

He is very aware of his psychic state. Every time he fights, he will keep one hand to ensure that he will not lose his power in the end and be taken advantage of by some peeping minions.

But this time

His spiritual power was almost exhausted.

His eyes were dim, and he could not help looking down at the utensils in his hands. His heart was heavy.

It's very lethal.

At first, he thought it was pain that consumed most of his strength.

Who can think

He closed his eyes in silence, his breath was so light that he could hardly feel it.

I don't know how long, his nose suddenly had a strange feeling, suddenly opened his eyes, saw a finger placed under his nose.

He raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes slowly.

On the last pair of eyes full of embarrassment.

His eyes are on each other, and Gu Ming is frozen. After a long pause, he picked up the corner of his mouth and laughed. He had completely forgotten his hand.

Yan Bai's long eyes narrowed slightly and gave him a faint glance: "don't you take it away?"

"Ah?" Gu Ming was stunned. He followed his eyes and saw his hand. His heart leaped and his body jumped. He took back his hand in a hurry. He was embarrassed and laughed: "that, that I am... "

Hesitating, I don't know how to explain.

Can't he feel his breath just now and think he's dead?

No, no, I can't. It's strange not to be killed!

Yan Bai held up his hand and slowly sat up straight. He said, "I'm ok. My heartbeat is naturally slower than others, and my breath is naturally weaker than human beings."

Gu Ming did not know what to say except smirk and nod.

Yan Bai doesn't care.

He takes out his mobile phone, unlocks the lock screen and hands it to Gu Ming.

"Call the express and ask him to come and get something. Say it's urgent."

Gu Ming didn't answer, took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll send it for you. If it's urgent, use SF."Yan Bai's mouth corner pulls: "the channel is not the same, you can only listen, do not make decisions?"

Gu Ming's face is stiff and his face is breaking into pieces.

He nodded lost, took Yan Bai's mobile phone, opened the address book, and saw the express delivery at a glance.

The name is express.

When he dialed the phone, the other party was surprised and said that there were a lot of goods recently.

Gu Ming didn't dare to say much. He only said it was urgent to send it.

The other party probably didn't hear his voice, and asked a little more. As soon as he heard that it was Yan Bai's goods, he said that he would arrive soon.

After Gu Ming finished, he returned the mobile phone to Yan Bai, bowed his head and stepped back to one side, silently, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

He watched Yan Bai take out a gold Rune paper from his pocket. The appearance is the same as the silver Rune paper given to himself before. Some red marks can be seen at the corner.

Yan Bai unfolded the rune paper, wrapped it around the utensil, made a seal on his hands, and chanted a spell.

His finger was injured, which affected his movement. He hit it three times before the mark was made.

When successful, the rune paper around the utensils, Teng burned up, and in a flash, it became ash.

Gu Ming can't help but look down at the ground, there is no paper ash falling.

After finishing the utensils, Yan Bai sent a message to Baishui with his mobile phone.

I told the other party what happened on my side.

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