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She opened her lips slightly, her body shaking from the pain of the distance.

Pull out the piercing knife. He raised the knife and placed the tip on her collarbone.

Xiaoxiao's forehead was covered with sweat, her thighs were trembling with pain, and her lips were dry and white. No words were spoken, no sound was made.

Remember every pain you feel now. Next time you make a mistake, think back to how you are now. As he spoke, Jiu Lanran gently exerted force on her arm and stabbed the tip of the knife that touched her collarbone gently.

His chest trembled.

There was still a dull pain in her back, and the impact on the back of her head not only hurt, but also made her eyes dizzy and blurry... when the severe pain in her collarbone came.

The pores on her body shrank, and the pain quickly spread throughout her body...

He took a deep breath, his eyes blurred, and he fainted.

Mu Xiaoxiao sat slumped against the wall, her head tilted. The place where she sat was already there, her clothes were stained red with blood, and there was a pool of bright red blood on the ground.

There was no emotion in Jiu Lanran's blue eyes. He simply pulled out the short knife from her collarbone. The tip of the knife was dripping with her blood. The drops fell on her fair skin, like a bloody plum blossom blooming.

Throwing the dagger to the ground, he turned and left the side hall without looking at the fainting Mu Xiaoxiao.

The sky gradually darkened. It was already dark in a blink of an eye.

My head hurts...

My body hurts too...

Am I dead? Am I already dead? Is it in the underworld? But why does death still hurt? Is this feeling still so obvious?

Xiaoxiao's eyelids trembled, and she forced herself to open her eyes despite feeling tired. There was light in front of her eyes, the kind of light emitted by a lamp. It was dark... It turns out that I am not dead yet. Jiu Lanran is indeed the kind of person who can calculate.

He smiled self-deprecatingly.

I heard a ding-ding-dong-dong crackling sound in my ears. It sounds like the sound of a game console? Is it an illusion? Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw a huge TV in front of me, with game screens on it.

The game screen is constantly changing. Someone is playing...

who is it?

Jiu Lanran?

No...impossible...her delusion? No, the pain in my feet is so deep, it’s not a dream. He glanced around and saw that although this room was very gorgeous, it was very messy, as if everything was piled together in a mess. Isn't this the room she stayed in before?

Where is she?

Sleeping on the sofa and continuing to watch. His eyes stopped on the single sofa beside him. It was a familiar person. He was holding a game controller and playing the game attentively.

Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes and looked at the person's profile. She saw that right...

Yan...Chen? she called softly.

Yanchen, who was squatting on the single sofa chair, pressed the game pause button, slowly turned his head and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the couch: Are you awake?

Yanchen, it's really you. Xiaoxiao looked at him in disbelief, raised his hand and wiped his eyes, still a little unbelievable.

Yan Chen jumped from his sofa to Xiaoxiao's side in a frog leap: It's not me, who do you think it is? A ghost?

Xiaoxiao sat up and stretched out her hand to touch Yanchen's body. After feeling the temperature, she slowly said, I really thought it was a ghost...

You really want me to die? You're very kind, Xiaoxiao. He said expressionlessly. There was no ups and downs in the tone of voice...

Where is this...shouldn't I be in Jiu Lanran's palace?

Yan Chen tilted his head, threw away the game controller in his hand and said, This is the palace, you are in my room.

His words made Xiaoxiao confused at first, and it took him a few seconds to react before he suddenly remembered that, by the way, Yanchen was Jiu Lanran's subordinate and lived in this palace just like that pumpkin head.

He didn't do anything to you, right? Xiaoxiao frowned. Last time she saw Yan Chen fainted on the ground, she was really afraid that something would happen to him because of her.

Yan Chen shrugged his shoulders: It's okay, I'm fine. But before worrying about others, shouldn't you worry about yourself? As he said that, Yan Chen picked up a medical kit from the ground.

Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and looked at her body: Fortunately, it's not very painful anymore.

Well, then we need to bandage it. Yan Chen took out a bottle of white powder. Sprinkled on the wound on Xiaoxiao's thigh...

Uh... When the white powder was sprinkled down, her thighs almost spasmed in pain. She clenched her fists with both hands and gritted her teeth to endure the pain. However, because it hurt too much, she said, What you sprinkled is... What kind of medicine? It hurts...

Yan Chen raised his head and stopped sprinkling the white powder: This is not medicine. He said matter-of-factly.

Xiaoxiao was stunned, it hurts so much, isn’t it medicine? Surprised: What is that that you sprinkled on my wound?

Salt.

Salt……

This word kept echoing in Xiaoxiao's mind, salt...he actually sprinkled salt on her wounds? ! After reacting, Xiaoxiao immediately blew on the wound on her thigh, trying to blow away the white powder.

Why are you pouring salt on my wounds? Are you planning to kill me? he asked without tears.

Yanchen spread his hands: Disinfection. Xiaoxiao, haven't you heard that salt is disinfection?

She almost fainted again, holding her forehead with her hand: You definitely want to kill me.

How could I let you die? If you die, there will be no one for me to play with. Yan Chen said seriously, and then took out some other potions from the medicine box. and bandages.

Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand: No, no, no, please don't play with me, old man. What are these things? It can't be sulfuric acid, right? She looked at the bottle containing the liquid with distrust. She definitely had reason to suspect that it contained sulfuric acid. .

Yanchen spread his hands innocently: Xiaoxiao, how could you think so bad of me? How could this be sulfuric acid... As he said that, he didn't hold the bottle firmly in his hand, and the bottle fell from his palm.

With a 'clang' sound, the bottle broke.

The liquid inside flowed onto the floor. The carpet was foaming. It made some sizzling sounds and had a chemical smell.

Within a few seconds, the area where the liquid had flowed had turned into a dark mass.

Xiaoxiao stared at the corroded place on the ground without blinking. A large amount of sweat fell from her forehead. She raised her eyes, looked at Yan Chen, and swallowed her saliva: What did you just say to me? Are you sure that the one just fell to the ground, bubbled and smelled pungent? Isn’t the smelling chemical sulfuric acid?”

Yanchen scratched his hair: Let's continue applying the medicine. He took out another bottle, this time it contained a paste-like substance.

Xiaoxiao immediately retreated. He hid from one corner of the sofa to the other, only barely hiding from the sofa: You are definitely going to kill me. Absolutely, absolutely!

Yan Chen looked at Xiaoxiao innocently: How could it be? Xiaoxiao, we are friends. I will never kill you.

Untrustworthy!

Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and stared at the paste-like thing in his hand: What is that?