Your Majesty, Madam, she is not a human being

Chapter 9 The wound suddenly heals
The next morning, Huo Qingluan opened her eyes. As soon as she sat up, she felt a sharp pain in her body. The pain caused cold sweat to break out on her forehead.

She gritted her teeth to hold back the severe pain, and used her remaining strength to try to get out of bed.However, the tearing pain from her left shoulder made her almost faint.

"Ah!" Huo Qingluan groaned in pain, unable to hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

"Miss!" Xiaocui opened the door and walked in. She was so frightened when she saw Huo Qingluan lying on the ground that she hurried over to help her up and asked anxiously: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Huo Qingluan leaned in Xiaocui's arms, feeling a bone-chilling pain in her left shoulder, which made her entire face pale as paper.

Huo Qingluan bit her lip, trying hard to suppress the pain and refused to hum.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Xiaocui, please tell Xiaocui what's wrong with you? Don't scare Xiaocui!" Xiaocui couldn't stop crying when she saw Huo Qingluan was in pain and had fine beads of sweat on his forehead. flowed down.

Huo Qingluan panted lightly, looked up at Xiaocui who was full of anxiety, and comforted softly: "Don't cry, I'm fine. Please help me get the ointment from the cabinet and bring it over."

Xiaocui obediently took the ointment, helped Huo Qingluan apply it on the injured area, and kept blowing on it.

"Hiss..." Huo Qingluan took a deep breath, endured the pain and covered the ointment, and said, "Xiao Cui, please go out first! I want to rest for a while."

"Yes." Xiao Cui choked and agreed, stood up and wiped the tears from her cheeks, and left the room.

As the door closed, the room fell into silence again.

……

The night is silent, and the moonlight is as bright as a silver plate hanging high in the sky, spreading its brilliance, adding a bit of mystery and beauty to this dark night.

A full moon hung in the sky, covering the earth with a veil.The bright moonlight shines on the streets and alleys, adding a bit of softness to the bustling capital.

At this time, a figure appeared in the dark night.He jumped quickly and finally stopped on Huo Qingluan's roof.

The next moment, the shadow disappeared.

Beside Huo Qingluan's bed, there was an extra man.

The man wore a loose black robe, and the brim of his hat covered half of his handsome face.Only a pair of dark eyes revealed a soul-stirring chill, as if they wanted to swallow up the world.

He stared at the woman lying on the bed with deep eyes.Finally, his eyes rested on the woman's left shoulder, where the red and black blood stains were intertwined, making it look extremely ugly.

The man in black stretched out his hand and gently touched Huo Qingluan's scar with gentle movements, as if he was afraid of hurting her.He slowly but surely opened the wound and carefully examined the injury.

When he saw the flesh pierced by the arrow, his eyes instantly turned dark and cold.

The man took out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed his palm hard. Blood splattered out, and he put his palm to the wound without hesitation.

In an instant, bright red blood dripped out, slowly flowing into Huo Qingluan's wound along the wound, blending with it.

After doing all this, the man in black turned around and prepared to leave.However, at this moment, Huo Qingluan suddenly let out a painful groan and grabbed the pillow next to him with his right hand.She frowned and looked uncomfortable.

The man stopped for a moment, turned around, and looked down at her, a complex and inexplicable light flashing in his dark eyes.Finally, he walked to the bed, bent down and picked up Huo Qingluan, gently stroked her pale face with his hands, and said softly: "It's okay, everything will be fine."

In the nightmare, Huo Qingluan felt that this voice was vaguely familiar, as if she had known him for tens of thousands of years, which made her feel at ease for no reason.And the horrific scenes in the dream are gradually fading away and becoming blurry.When she woke up again, it was already noon.

Huo Qingluan rubbed his temples, struggled to get up, and lifted the quilt.

She looked down at the injury on her shoulder, surprised.She clearly remembered that the wound on her left shoulder opened again yesterday, but it miraculously healed this morning.The scars on his shoulders are also fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Could it be... Huo Qingluan's mind suddenly flashed into the dark eyes of the man in the dream.

Who is he?
When Huo Qingluan was stunned, a knock on the door sounded in his ears: "Knock, knock, knock"

Huo Qingluan came back to his senses and responded: "Come in."

Immediately, the door opened and Xiao Cui walked in carrying a tray.

"Miss, you must be hungry! This is the meal sent from the kitchen. I have already heated it twice. Eat it while it's hot!" Xiaocui handed the tray to Huo Qingluan with a smile.

"Thank you, Xiaocui!" Huo Qingluan took the bowl and chopsticks, pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head and ate silently.Although she had no appetite, she forced herself to eat them all.After eating and drinking, Huo Qingluan put down the bowl and chopsticks and said to Xiao Cui: "I'll go out later, it won't be too far."

Xiao Cui said worriedly: "Miss, you are still injured. What do you want to do? Just tell Xiao Cui to go."

"Don't worry, I know the rules and won't take my life for granted." Huo Qingluan stood up, as if thinking of something, then turned to Xiaocui and said, "Hurry up and practice, I do have other things to tell you. Do it.”

"Yes." Xiao Cui replied.

Huo Qingluan walked out of the bedroom and walked straight into the yard.

In the corner of the yard, there is a piece of red Bianhua flower. When it is in full bloom, it is charming and exudes a charming fragrance, which is intoxicating.

Huo Qingluan stood next to the flowers, quietly admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him.

After a moment, she took out the dagger from her arms, raised the knife and made a cut on the fingertips of her right hand. The blood flowed down and dripped into the Bana Flower.

In an instant, the flowers bloomed in full bloom, gorgeous and dazzling.

Huo Qingluan watched this scene quietly, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and his mood became happy.

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In the evening, Huo Qingluan quietly left the mansion and came to a dilapidated house in Guimen Pass again.

"The mission I took on last time..." Before Huo Qingluan finished speaking, she saw a black figure standing in the house. He was surrounded by a murderous intent, which was creepy.

The man ignored her and said to the people at the counter, "That's it."

There was a thin old man sitting at the counter. He nodded and the man left.

When passing Huo Qingluan, the man in black paused slightly, glanced at her, and left quickly.

Huo Qingluan stared at the man's back, always feeling that this man was strange.

"You'd better stay away from him." The old man raised his head and "looked" at Huo Qingluan, and warned him earnestly.

"Who is he?" Huo Qingluan asked.

The old man sighed and explained: "The strongest killer in Guimenguan is code-named Zero."

Huo Qingluan was shocked when he heard this.After a while, she changed the topic, "My last mission..."

"You're here to get paid, right?" The old man's white eyes looked under the counter, then he took out five 1000-tael silver notes and placed them on the counter.

"Didn't the mission fail?" Huo Qingluan asked in surprise.

The old man was stunned for a moment, blue light flashed in his eyes, and after a while he said with certainty: "The mission was successful, the target is dead, and the employer's money has been paid. Didn't you do it?"

Huo Qingluan shook his head after hearing this and said, "No, I didn't hurt the roots."

"That's your luck. The target died somehow." The old man pushed the money on the counter forward and said: "You are the only one who takes on this task, so just take the money. It just so happens that you don't want to do it. A weapon?"

After hearing this, Huo Qingluan's eyes lit up and he quickly put away the banknotes.

The old man continued: "Did you bring the drawings?"

"Bring it with me." Huo Qingluan took out the drawings and placed them on the counter.

The old man took the drawing, looked through it a few times, and nodded, "Yes, it is indeed clever. Leave 1000 taels and get the weapons in a month."

"Thank you." Huo Qingluan took out the money he just received from his arms and put it on the counter, then handed it over and left.

(End of this chapter)