Is he using his power to heal her?

Why should she avoid it and not let her see it?

The pain was gone, and after a while, she found that she could move, she hurriedly raised her feet to look, and was stunned.

Except for the blood stains on the soles of the feet, the skin was as smooth as before, and all the wounds were gone, not even scars, as if they were not injured.

"Damn, you actually have the ability to heal wounds..." Xiahou Huan'er punched him on the shoulder, and the words stopped abruptly.

The punch she punched wasn't powerful, but his body actually shook, and his eyes fell on his face, which was gray and pale.

My heart was shocked, and I realized that if he healed other people's wounds, it would weaken his own strength.

Ignoring her shocked expression, Mr. Ku Xing helped her put on her shoes, then pulled her up as if nothing had happened, and said flatly, "Go back."

Xiahou Huan'er didn't speak, and let him pull her onto the winged beast's back, but kept staring at him.

Maybe it was unnatural to be stared at by her, he stretched out his hands to clamp her shoulders, trying to turn her body away from him.

Her figure remained motionless, as if she had taken root, she remained silent, but her scorching gaze tightly clung to him.

The color of his eyes changed, the fiery red that had soaked into black gradually faded, and his face gradually withered.

My heart felt as if it was being pierced by a needle, throbbing constantly.

In the end, he didn't care about her anymore, he looked at the sky, the earth and the distance with his deep and cold sharp eyes, but he didn't look at her eyes.

All the way in silence, back to the villa.

Love, who was looking at the door worryingly, was relieved to see that they came back safe and sound. Feeling the weird atmosphere between them, she also wisely did not intervene in them, and quietly retreated to work.

In the hall of the house, Xiahou Huan'er, who was walking behind, suddenly shouted, clenched his fists and attacked Dongfang Xing's back.

On the side of Dongfang Xing's figure, she flashed her fist, his feet flew into the air, and with a whoosh, his figure landed steadily on the corridor on the second floor like a rainbow.

"Dongfang Xing, it's a man, so don't run away." Xiahou Huan'er yelled, kicked off, quickly climbed up the stairs, and chased after him.

Dongfang Xing ignored her, disappeared into a room and locked the door.

Xiahou Huan'er twisted the doorknob vigorously, and slammed on the door vigorously, but the inside was as quiet as stagnant water, without the slightest ripple.

"Dongfang Xing, open the door." Xiahou Huan'er yelled through gritted teeth.

"Miss, did you quarrel with Lord Xing?" Love, who was working silently, was yelled at by her roar.

"I hate hypocritical men the most." Cursed inexplicably, she immediately turned to her and asked, "Love, is there a ladder in this room?"

Love nodded.

"Go and get me the ladder."

2 minutes later, at the back of the villa.

Looking at the girl who was climbing the ladder, Love shouted worriedly: "Miss, be careful."

"Hush." ​​Xiahou Huan'er hurriedly made a silent movement towards the bottom, and was heard by the corpse king inside, who might even close the window.

Love quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Xiahou Huan'er climbed onto the balcony lightly.

Rows of crows flew overhead.

ah... ah... ah...

The windows were closed tightly, even the curtains were drawn, and it was impossible to peek inside at all from the outside.

Fuck, does he want to kill them all like this?

She slapped the window hard, angrily: "Dongfang Xing, you fucking|fuck, can you act like a man and open the window."

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