"Don't move." Bei Yutang frowned and ordered.
"It's really okay." Feng Lihen said indifferently.
He had been injured worse than this, so this was nothing.
Bei Yutang ignored him, took the medicine box from Daixiang's hand, opened it and found cotton cloth, alcohol and various utensils inside.
"Hold it here."
Feng Lihen obediently stretched out his hand. When Bei Yutang saw his wound again, her pupils shrank and her eyes were fixed on his palm.
“You’re…”
Feng Lihen noticed the sudden change in her expression, looked down, and his deep eyes narrowed slightly.
The wound on his hand, which was covered in blood just now, had healed unexpectedly.
If he hadn't been injured and stained with blood, he would probably have thought that everything he had seen before was just an illusion.
Feng Lihen looked at his hands in shock.
Bei Yutang glanced at him and understood from his expression, even though he himself didn't understand.
"Ming, are you there?" Bei Yutang called System Ming in his heart.
No one responded.
"deep?"
…
System Ming, who was hiding in the void, remained silent and pretended to be dead.
"deep?"
Can't hear, can't hear, can't hear...
System Ming muttered silently.
Bei Yutang called out a few times, and then stopped calling after confirming that it was really not there.
This is unbelievable.
If the world she was in now was a fairy tale world or a magical world, she wouldn't be surprised. However, there was no immortality, no magic, no magical elements here, yet the person in front of her had something that shouldn't be there.
Fortunately, only the two of them saw this scene.
Bei Yutang still bandaged his wound, and Feng Lihen obediently let her bandage it.
"Okay, don't touch the water." Bei Yutang warned as if nothing had happened.
"Yeah." Feng Lihen cooperated obediently.
Closing the medicine box, she put the things back in the car.
Xiao Moer and Anye were finishing off the men in black to prevent the previous incident from happening again.
Feng Lihen walked up to one of the black-clad killers, tore open the clothes on his arm, and saw a black sickle branded on his arm.
Bei Yutang stared at the black sickle and felt that it looked familiar. "This black sickle looks familiar."
"Have you seen it?" Feng Lihen asked with his head tilted.
Bei Yutang pondered for a moment, "This seems to be the same as the scythe in the hand of the god of death."
At this time, An Ye walked over and saw the sign, "It's the God of Death."
Xue Qian, Xiao Daixiang and Xiao Moer didn't understand.
"The God of Death is an extremely mysterious killer organization in the martial arts world. They are active outside the domain and rarely come to the martial arts world in the Central Plains. Now that they have appeared, it seems that they want to re-enter the martial arts world in the Central Plains." An Ye said in a deep voice.
"Death." Bei Yutang murmured.
She had never heard of this killer organization, and had never encountered it even in her previous life.
This life has really changed, become different.
"They didn't succeed this time, but they can try again next time. From now on, we all need to be vigilant." An Ye added.
"Have you packed everything?" Bei Yutang asked.
"Well, everything is done, we can go now."
Bei Yutang had just walked to the side of the carriage when she caught a glimpse of a book that had not been picked up under the wheel. She reached out her hand.
When her hand reached the book, a hand appeared at the other corner of the book.
Bei Yutang was slightly stunned and looked up at the owner of the hand.
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