"Yeah! Young Master, be gentle, it hurts!" In the room of a villa in the Magic City, there were two figures at this time, one of which was naked girl sitting cross-legged on the white bed sheets, and behind the girl was a boy with long black hair.

The boy's face was serious at this time, and next to him were silver needles, reflecting a cold light. And these two people were just Hong Qiangwei and Luo Chen.

After Luo Chen asked the Eight Pills of Death to help him bring a message, he returned to the room to deal with Hong Qiangwei's injuries. It can be said that this girl's injuries were very serious. There were eight places hit by the Breaking Gangbo, and each of them had very deep wounds. Some were even only one centimeter away from the heart.

Now, thanks to this girl's profound skills, otherwise it would be possible that even he would be unable to make up for the truth. Those people were simply killing Hong Qiangwei this time.

However, all those people are dead now. None of them have a good ending for offending him. This is Luo Chen's rule.

"Well. It seems that if I asked that guy to take it, I have already taken it over." Luo Chen's brow frowned slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He finally took his words. Now, those people should take action!

"Young Master, what words did you ask them to bring?" When the pale red rose in front of him heard it, he looked puzzled and asked quickly. The young master, why didn't he always do something mysterious? This made her thinking a little unable to keep up with her young master.

"It's nothing, it's just asking that beast to bring some words back. I'm in the Demon City, kill one by one!" Luo Chen's voice was cold, his face was serious and serious. He couldn't tell the meaning of joking. This time, he was angry.

"But, Young Master, is it really good to expose our location like this?" Hong Qiangwei was anxious when she heard it. Now they have not completely recovered their energy! If they expose their location too early, there may only be more enemies coming.

"Don't worry! I have my plans. More than ten years ago, we both suffered losses, but now, all I want is a one-sided situation. Since I'm back, they should be almost over." Luo Chen shook his head.

"Hiss! It hurts! Young Master! Be gentle, you hurt Rose." Hong Rose in front of him suddenly turned his face and frowned.

"Hold on, I'm helping you to remove these broken bullets! The broken bullets have not been removed, and I can't help with treatment." Luo Chen's face was serious, "Xiaobai!"

"Yes! Young Master!" Xiaobai next to him heard it, nodded, and quickly handed a sharp knife to Luo Chen. This was a weapon made by their cultivator's weapon refiners, which could cut iron like mud. It was simply a breeze to cut a hole.

Puff puff puff

Luo Chen saw it in front of him without saying anything. The sharp knife gently stroked the snow-white skin of Hong Qiangwei, and a stream of blood gushed out. Ye Wuchen's right hand instantly burst out with a force, and then a bullet appeared in his hand.

"Stop the bleeding!" Luo Chen said, holding Xiaobai next to him. The knife in his hand had already reached another wound.

"Well, young master, I understand." Xiaobai next to him saw it, nodded, and said nothing more. He quickly took something over and helped stop the bleeding.

This time, except for the last time Miss Qiangwei had such a tragic incident, it can be said that Xiaobai had never seen his lady so terrifying in the past ten years. And now, this is the second time.

"Ahhhh!" Hong Qiangwei's face suddenly turned pale and she screamed even more. It was so painful that she was heart-wrenching, and even her forehead was filled with a lot of cold sweat. It was conceivable how painful it was this time.

"Hold on! Only one third of it was taken out." Luo Chen's face was serious. Although there were a lot of beautiful scenery in front of Hong Qiangwei, Luo Chen was not in the slightest mood to see the scenery at this time and began to take action.

"Ahhhh!"

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"Young Master, all the bleeding has been stopped!" A quarter of an hour later, Xiaobai's face turned a little pale when he looked at the blood cloth in a garbage basket next to him. This time, Miss Rose really fell a big fight.

"Well. I understand, Silver Needle!" Looking at the red rose in front of me, who was lying quietly in my arms, Luo Chen nodded. At this time, so many broken bullets were taken out, and the injuries on this girl were still in her eyes. It was already very good if she didn't fall into a coma.

"Young Master, give it!" Xiaobai heard it, and without saying anything, he handed the silver needle next to Luo Chen, and then took out the trash can. Even the red cheongsam with a lot of blood was taken out by Xiaobai at this time.

"Young master, Miss Qiangwei, if you have any questions, Xiaobai will come over immediately." After Xiaobai said that, he brought the door, and the footsteps gradually drifted away. If he was still in the room at this time, Miss Qiangwei would definitely take good care of her. And Xiaobai didn't want such a thing!

"You girl, don't show off again in the future, as this will make me very troubled." Looking at the Hong Qiangwei who was lying in front of her, Luo Chen sighed softly and shook her head helplessly.

This girl, this time she has something wrong with showing off her strength! If you tell him, it will not be a problem to deal with those people.

"I didn't expect that they would design a game in the game. I originally thought I could make their dumplings, but they made them. What can I do!" Hong Qiangwei, who was lying in Luo Chen's arms, sighed helplessly when she heard this.

"Okay! You can't do this in the future." Luo Chen saw that, what else could he say. With a wave of his right hand, silver needles appeared in the void in front of him, and then waved his hand again, all of them were sank into Hong Qiang's delicate body.

"Drink!" When Luo Chen saw that all the silver needles were sank into Hong Rong's delicate body, he nodded. Without saying much, there was a gas lingering in his right hand, and then it poured into Hong Rong's delicate body along the silver needle.

The wound that had stopped bleeding was slowly healing and slowly healing. After half an hour, the snow-white body in front of him finally returned to smooth again.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Hong Qiangwei, who was lying in Luo Chen's arms, looked up at Luo Chen in front of him. Luo Chen's face was pale at this time. Obviously, this time, he consumed a lot.

"It's okay! Just take a break." Luo Chen shook his head. With a wave of his right hand, all the silver needles were thrown into the garbage basket next to him.

"Young Master, please let Qiangwei serve you and rest!" As if he had thought of something, Hong Qiangwei smiled slightly, "Now, Master, you are no match for Qiangwei!"
Chapter completed!