Killer abandoned concubine poison against the sky

Chapter 269

She suppressed the uneasiness and depression in her heart, her face was so calm that there was no trace of expression.

His dislocated hand was hanging by his side, and as the cool wind blew past, the severed hand swayed slightly with the wind, giving it a cruel beauty.

She squinted her eyes slightly, seeing that not only his complexion was pale, but even his figure was a little shaky.

It shouldn't be.She was kissed by him before, and it only took three levels of skill to hit him. With his martial arts cultivation and deep inner strength, even if he suffered internal injuries, it would not be serious, and his face would not turn pale and transparent.

And even the figure seems to be crumbling at any time and will fall down.

Apparently, he was seriously injured.

He knew she was a heartless person, with his heart being arrogant and domineering, he would not and would not bother to pretend to be weak.Besides, with her medical skills, she could clearly tell that he was seriously injured.

The sight moved to his abdomen, the black and gorgeous brocade robe was soaked in blood, and the strong smell of blood spread in the room.

"You're dying." She said.

"This seat is a scourge, a monster, and it's not easy to die." He smiled coldly, his expression still domineering and evil.

"I haven't heard of any expert hurting you recently. With your martial arts, I'm afraid it's hard to find an opponent in the world." She raised her eyebrows, "Why are you so weak that even a passer-by can kill you now?"

With an unpredictable expression on his face, he snorted coldly, "Then you underestimate me too much. Even if I have only one breath left, ordinary masters will only die when they come."

"I'm curious." She added, "In fact, I'm rarely curious, who hurt you?"

He covered his lower abdomen with his uninjured hand, "Don't you think my wound looks familiar?"

She glanced over, "That position, I stabbed you thirteen days ago."

He tore off his belt and opened his robe, revealing his lean bare/naked chest. A slightly scabbed incision on his abdomen was bleeding out. Because of his strength, the speed of bleeding accelerated, but maybe it was blood. Drained, not much blood came out.

His lower body was wearing the same jet black pants, which were soaked in blood, and the jet black color was not conspicuous, especially at night.

Although the knife was not fatal, it was quite serious.She stated calmly, "What's going on? According to your physique, the injury should heal faster than ordinary people. At this time, the knife injury should be healed."

"This lord hurt you." The corners of his mouth curled into an almost imperceptible arc, "This lord was so angry that he wanted to destroy you, but he changed his mind again. The palms in mid-air caused you to suffer internal injuries. Pain." He took out a dagger from his sleeve pocket, "Even if I don't take medicine, the knife you stabbed will heal slowly on its own. But, I don't want it to get better, because you left it behind. Yes. Do you recognize this dagger?"

She frowned slightly.Just the one that stabbed him.

"I didn't throw your dagger away." He raised his hand and dropped the knife.The dagger in his hand inserted/entered the abdomen with great precision, and continued to stab the knife that she had stabbed exactly.

She glanced, the depth of the knife was the same as what she made, "Pervert."

"I'm more than perverted? It's hopeless." He smiled awe-inspiringly, his eyes were strange and unpredictable, and his handsome face was condensed with evil, "Every day, I stab myself like this. I feel that you stabbed me that day. The pain of the seat is extremely clear."

　
(End of this chapter)