Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

The sharp thin blade glowed coldly.

The blood oozing from Xia Bai'an's arm was blazing to ignite Tang Song's heart.

He took the thin blade tremblingly, and could vaguely hear a few curses and small movements on the cliff, but the feathered arrows reflected in his pupils seemed so illusory.

Why is she the one who gets hurt?

Just now he was gently tugged on the cliff, and then let go quickly, was it because of an arrow?

He hesitated and dared not make a move.

Xia Bai'an's fingertips were covering the side of the wound, and her painful eyes turned black. The biting cold of winter easily paralyzed one's thoughts, and it was easier for her to fall to the ground, but Tang Song was still dawdling.

She kind of wanted to curse.

"I was the one who was hurt, and it was me who was hurting. Why don't you dare to do it! Hold the knife in your hand tightly, hold the other side of the arrow, take a deep breath, and cut it off, understand?"

She tried to hold Tang Song's wrist with her backhand like an intern clinician, and slowly guided him to cut off the feather arrow.

Tang Song swallowed: "I can't stop chopping, I can't do it... I, you know I can't do anything well, just run like this..."

"Cut it off."

Xia Bai'an still pinched his wrist firmly, and pulled him back to the facts before him with burning eyes.

Four eyes facing each other.

Tang Song felt that he was the one suffering. He had been growing up in a slum, and it was a delusion to get such a sharp knife. He only dared to do stealthy things and make a living by it.

He never imagined for a day that he would see so much blood, and even cut it off with his own knife.

How could he possibly do...

As Xia Bai'an said, he accomplished nothing.

If it is cut crookedly, if it is cut off without a single blow, will this feather arrow stir her flesh...

Countless questions were mixed in his mind, but he only asked one sentence: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you directly! Why do you trust me!"

Xia Bai'an took a deep breath, and suppressed the floating thoughts in his heart.

If it weren't for the feather arrow being too long, if it wasn't cut off, the swing on the way to escape would almost destroy her arm, so she wouldn't cut it off in a hurry.

If it wasn't for her wanting to keep her arms, and even more so to cut off the feather arrows with both sides fixed, she would not ask Tang Song.

"I don't believe you, I have to let you do this for me. If my arm suffers any irreversible consequences, I can no longer be a doctor or perform surgery! Tang Song, I will kill you without hesitation to vent my anger .”

She grabbed Tang Song's collar with her still intact hand, "Cut it off."

Again the woman calls the shots.

But Tang Song stared at her eyes full of anger, finally gritted his teeth, and pressed her against the tree trunk, the two of them pinched both sides of the feather arrow respectively, and he raised the thin blade high.

"Crack-"

Not cut off.

Xia Bai'an's forehead was sweating from the pain of the skewed feather arrow, and he raised his neck as if he was dying.

The figure on the cliff is about to fall.

"One more time." Xia Bai'an gritted his teeth, rolled up the handkerchief and stuffed it into his mouth, while taking out a small pot from his pocket with the other hand, the small insects flew to the cliff with wings flapping.

Tang Song gritted his teeth and stabbed hard, and the feather arrow was completely cut off.

very painful!

It turns out that hitting an arrow in ancient times is such a painful thing!

Xia Bai'an's consciousness of pain was about to dissipate, but within a few breaths, she stood up while supporting the tree trunk, and dragged Tang Song to continue fleeing into the forest.

Tang Song could only hold Xia Bai'an's hand tightly, and he didn't know how far he ran. Xia Bai'an suddenly led him towards the mountain, and got into a crevice of a cliff, using dead leaves as a cover to hide his figure.

Both were panting.

Tang Song could almost only hear his own heartbeat, his stomach churned and wanted to retch, he just covered his mouth tightly, and looked at Xia Bai'an beside him: "I, we should now..."

"Take a break, I got some poisonous powder and slime on the road, if I'm lucky enough, those people will get a little bit of it. Tie Zhu should also prepare his team, as long as he maintains the formation, let the May grooms guard the children , the remaining dozen or so people should have come to look for us."

While talking, Xia Bai'an quietly took out the hemostatic ointment and gauze from the space, and then tore off the cloth on his arm, revealing the hideous wound and half of the feather arrow.

She took a deep breath, angrily kicked the dead leaves at her feet, and burst into tears of pain: "You even used poison, you really want me to die!"

The parts around the feather arrows had obvious signs of festering.

Tang Song was taken aback by her, and just about to wipe away her tears, Xia Bai'an wiped the sleeves vigorously by himself, and gave him a sideways glance: "If you are afraid, turn your face away, be careful not to bleed your face."

"Will the blood burst out? Is there anything I can..."

"You want to help?"

Xia Bai'an was sweating profusely and stuffed the handkerchief into his mouth again, then raised his face slightly, pressed his whole body against the stone surface, and gestured to Tang Song to draw an arrow.

Tang Song opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Xia Bai'an glanced over with a cold look.

Tang Song closed his mouth resentfully, took a deep breath, and still held the half of the feathered arrow. Just as he was about to make a move, he heard a voice from not far away: "Where did the two of them go?"

"Didn't that lady say that this person doesn't know martial arts, and doesn't have any skills... Everything he encounters along the way is poisonous!"

"This errand is very difficult. If you can't find it, you will leave."

"It's thankless, let's find another round!"

The voices of several people quickly dispersed.

Tang Song tremblingly dared not do anything, Xia Bai'an patted the back of his hand lightly, signaling him to do it now.

"If found out..."

"Do it."

Xia Bai'an spoke vaguely, his eyes were full of threats.

She still wants this arm, and she can't wait for these people to leave completely.

Tang Song didn't hesitate any longer, and pulled out the feathered arrow fiercely. As expected, half of his face was bloodied. When he was stunned, Xia Bai'an's whole body tensed up in pain. After slowly calming down, she squeezed the arrow With a doctor's knife, dig out all the ulcerated parts on the surface of the wound.

Among them, she gritted her teeth tightly and did not make any unnecessary sounds.

Tang Song's scalp felt numb, but he didn't dare to look away.

Xia Bai'an, it's very likely that she was injured just to save him... She was also the one who threw herself on the side of the carriage just now.

When Xia Bai'an finished treating the wound and leaned sickly in the crack, Tang Song just took off his coat and put it on her body.

Xia Bai'an tightened his warm clothes, and said hoarsely, "Thank you."

Just when she was thinking about whether to comfort her younger brother who saw the bloody scene.

Tang Song leaned forward, pulled her to his side stiffly, and leaned her shoulders together.

Both Tang Song's hands covered her injured arm, and slowly moved down to hold her wrist, rubbing it gently to generate heat.

Xia Bai'an just raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then slowly turned his head and put it on his shoulder.

"I'll sleep for a while."

"Ah."