Chapter 751

"The arm is broken." The sound of the potstickers was flat, as if it was not his arm that was broken.

After murongsheng lit the candle, he saw that the left arm of the potstickers was gone. Then the bad smell just smelled should be from the potstickers.

Know potstickers itself is a dead person, even if it is broken arm and leg, will not feel pain. But seeing this scene, murongsheng still felt that he couldn't stand it.

"Have you got back your broken arm?"

Murongsheng looked at the potstickers by candlelight. Not only was his left arm broken, but he even had a lot of blood cut on his body.

Let murongsheng not only frown, what's the matter? What on earth is that masked man who suddenly appears? Can martial arts be so high?

The arrow she just shot did hit the target. The bloodstain she shed didn't look like it was just a scratch. How is it possible to hurt the potstickers so badly?

As soon as the Rongguo government's affairs were settled, another wave of people wanted her to die. Potstickers can be hurt like this. If you send another one whose martial arts is better than potstickers next time, isn't she

Who is this provoking? I want her to die!

Murongsheng looked at the potstickers so miserable, like a little poplar situation, sighed, and directly pulled people into the secret place.

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Wuyu took Wuxiang back to the ghost King's house. As soon as he entered the ghost King's house, he yelled, "come on, please come here!"

Wuyu is usually very calm. It's the first time that people in the ghost King's residence see Wuyu in such a hurry and hurry to wash the doctor. Wuyu didn't dare to stop for a moment and walked towards the room with Wu Xiang in his arms.

Directly kicking the door open, Wu Yu carefully put Wu Xiang on the bed and called softly: "Wu Xiang wake up, Wu Xiang?"

Wu Xiang's eyelids are heavy now, and the sound of Wu Yu can't penetrate into her ears at all. His face was pale, the sweat beads on his forehead rolled down, and his lips were not as bloody as they should be.

Wuyu's hands are covered with the blood left by Wu Xiang.

Even this incense just lying in bed, not long after it has begun to pan up the red, a bloody smell gradually filled the whole room!

Wuyu's heart is more and more afraid. He is afraid that Wu Xiang will fall asleep and never wake up again.

Tone of anxiety called: "no incense, no incense, open your eyes quickly, do not continue to sleep, open your eyes quickly!"

They have suffered a lot in this field, and there are countless scars all over them. But there is no such serious injury as now! At least, since I have known Wu Xiang for such a long time, he has never seen anything like this!

The blood of the wound on the shoulder could not stop flowing out. His face was more and more pale. If there was more blood, I'm afraid he would bleed to death!

"What's the matter?"

He was dragged up in the middle of the night, and the doctor was also impatient. But when he stepped into the room without fragrance, he smelled a strong smell of blood and frowned.