"Dang."
A severed hand fell into the bowl.
Veins bulged on Xu Fu’s forehead!
The eyes are bulging and white!
"Hand! My hand!"
“Ahhh!!! It hurts!”
“It hurts so much!!!”
Xu Fu thought he had only had his wrists cut, and took a quick look.
But he found that his hand had fallen into the basin.
The incision at the wrist is smooth without any adhesion.
"ah!!!"
"You! You cut off my hand?!!!"
Xu Fu is crazy!
He struggled madly!
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please make the decision for me!!"
“He cut off my hand!!!”
"ah!!!"
Eleven pressed Xu Fu tightly.
Xu Fu struggled and cried out in pain.
Twelve opened his eyes and said naively.
"You can cut your hands to let the blood out, but there's nothing that says you can't cut your wrists."
“It’ll go faster this way.”
He did it on purpose!
What, you bite me?
Although Ying Zheng was a little surprised that Twelve actually cut off Xu Fu's hand.
But there is no opinion on this.
Instead, he looked at Twelve with appreciation.
"Well done."
Xu Fu: ???
He looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief.
What did he say?
Well done??
Was he praising the attendant?
Saying that what he did was right???!!
"His Majesty!"
“Why? Why?!!!”
Xu Fu's face was pale and he lay on the ground like a dead fish.
His hand was still pressed tightly into the bowl.
Blood was gushing out from his wrist.
Ying Zheng's eyes were indifferent. "Where did you get this elixir from?"
Xu Fu's heart skipped a beat.
The struggling movements froze for a moment.
"Yes, I got it from an immortal..."
"Are you sure?"
Ying Zheng looked at Xu Fu's other intact hand and said, "How about this hand, let it bleed a little too."
Twelve's hands holding the short blade were ready to move.
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