Prime Assassin: The Evil King's Wife

Fei'er came out alive from the Qijue Pagoda. This was an indescribable excitement for Long Batian. He wanted to stand on the roof and roar for a few days to vent his great joy. You can see the scars on Long Fei's body, and most of his life died Now, Long Batian's heart was throbbing, and he wished he could take this pain on behalf of Fei'er.

"It's okay, he's too weak now, and he can't cry anymore." Yun Tingruo opened his eyes and said nonsense, his body was bloody, with scars one after another, even if he had no voice, his voice would still roar!

Long Fei has lost his voice now, that's because the water that Yun Yin used to wipe Long Fei's body was not ordinary hot water, but spiritual pool water!

The benefits of spiritual pool water are unimaginable to ordinary people!

No matter how severe the pain is, the spirit pool water can dissolve it, so what Long Fei feels now is not pain, but cool and comfortable. His whole body seems to be in a hot spring, swaying in various comfortable postures.

"Oh." Long Batian couldn't help but relax when he heard Yun Tingruo's explanation, but when he heard that Long Fei was too weak, his heart ached again: "Yun Ruo, is Long Fei okay, will he be disabled or something? .”

"Long Fei just lost too much blood, there is no major problem."

Yun Tingruo looked at Long Fei on the couch, and said something against his will.

In fact, Long Fei's injury was very serious, and his heart was a little damaged. The blood dripping all over his body was not only scary, but the blood kept flowing out.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Long Batian believed in Yun Tingruo's unconditional belief, he was slightly relieved to hear that Long Fei was fine, but he was still very lucky in his heart, Fei'er was able to escape from Qijue, it must be the blessing of his ancestors!

Long Batian knew very well what kind of martial arts Long Fei had. In his heart, it was pure luck that Long Fei walked out of the Qijue Pagoda.

"Grandpa Long, Sister Long Xuan, you go back to your room to rest, I will take care of you here."

After Long Fei entered the Qijue Pagoda, Long Batian and Long Xuan couldn't eat or sleep, and both of them were bald in the past two days, and Yun Tingruo said that it was not just for the two of them to rest, Instead ---!

"Okay." Long Batian was not polite, the minds of these two girls have been bad all the time, now seeing that Long Fei is safe, once his body relaxes, his whole body becomes weak and his body feels weak.

Ever since Long Xuan saw Long Fei coming out of the Qijue Pagoda, and heard Yun Ruo say that it was nothing serious, Long Xuan softened and was directly supported by the maid out of the room.

After the two left, Yun Tingruo's eyes flashed: "Yun Yin."

Yun Yin understood and took out the things he had prepared in his arms, then closed the windows in the house and lit all the candles.

Yun Tingruo spread out the small bundle quickly, and saw bright silver needles, thin needles, and a few knives appearing in the candlelight.

"Wire!"

As soon as Yun Tingruo's words fell, Yun Yin stretched out his hand, if you don't look carefully, you can't see the silk thread in his palm at all.

The slender hand took the silk thread, and while turning the fingertips, easily threaded the silk thread into the thin needle.

"Gag him."

Yun Tingruo threw out a handkerchief, which was "borrowed" from the maid.

Yun Yin stuffed the handkerchief into the semi-conscious Long Fei's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue in pain later. There were no anesthetics in ancient times, so what Yun Tingruo did next would definitely shock the world.

"Hold him down, don't hurt him." After Yun Tingruo finished speaking, Yun Yin frowned. It was really difficult to control him without hurting anyone.

"Master, why not just knock him unconscious."

Yun Yin felt a little bit pained!

"It's useless." Yun Tingruo vetoed Yun Yin's opinion by shaking the needle and thread on the candle a few times.

"Okay, I'll make him obedient." Yun Yin put both hands on Long Fei's body, and swayed left and right several times before finding a comfortable movement.

"Remember, you must suppress him and don't let him move around."

Yun Tingruo sat on the stool and reminded Yun Yin one last time. With a lift of his wrist, his fingertips moved towards Long Fei, flowing freely on his skin!

It turned out that Yun Tingruo was stitching Long Fei, his skin was cracked a lot, and several bones were almost exposed, the only way was stitches.

Yun Yin's eyes widened, only to feel the skin on his body hurt.

How did the master come up with such a cruel method?

No wonder if he was asked to control Long Fei, even if he fainted, he would immediately wake up from the pain.

Yun Yin's eyes on Long Fei were full of self-seeking, brother!

"Woo!" Long Fei, who was in a coma, cried out in pain, and subconsciously twisted his body. The dense pain in his body seemed to be biting by countless ants. This kind of pain was not a piercing pain, but a dense pain.

Yun Tingruo didn't pay attention to Long Fei's focused attack, her technique was fast and steady, and her skin fused together with each needle.

"Woooo!" Slowly, Long Fei's swing became stronger, which was a pain for Yunyin, and he couldn't knock him out, and he couldn't use too much force, which made it very difficult for him.

The three of them were busy with their own affairs, some were in pain, some were sweating profusely, and some had a calm face.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

After Yun Tingruo sewed one place, he rubbed some water from the spiritual pool to let Long Fei's wound heal as much as possible.

"Master, how long is it?" Yun Yin's face was flushed, it had been almost an hour, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Yun Tingruo didn't even raise his head, and continued to clean up Long Fei's wound. This kid's willpower is not bad, and he can still walk out after suffering such a serious injury. It seems that it is a good thing.

"immediately!"

Yun Tingruo's hand stopped at a certain place on Long Fei, and it was a little difficult to make a move.

"Master, what are you doing, are you alright?" Yun Yin's face was extremely painful, his body was tense and stiff, he could hardly hold back anymore.

"Yunyin, that, me."

Yun Tingruo raised her eyes, and the faint candlelight fell into her eyes, revealing a trace of coldness.

Yun Yin opened his mouth, but before he could open his mouth, he saw an embroidery needle appearing in his hand, and his position changed to that of Yun Tingruo.

"Master!" Yun Yin was dumbfounded, holding a small embroidery needle with her rough hands, staring blankly at Yun Tingruo.

"This is the last scar, you sew it up." Yun Tingruo pointed to Long Fei's lower body, and one could see a long scar running from the abdomen to the lower body.

"what."

Yun Yin shuddered, and looked down at Long Fei with resentful eyes, damn it, why is there a bloodstain there.

Why why is this happening.

"Master, I don't know how to do it." Yun Yin wept with a sad face, killing and beating others was neat, but wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to be stitched up?

"Just like you sew clothes."

Yun Tingruo didn't even think about it, and directly blocked Yun Yin's next words.

"I, I, I." Yun Yin's hand holding the embroidery needle kept trembling, and looked at Long Fei's lower body. This was not sewing clothes, but sewing flesh, or bloody flesh.

woo woo woo woo!

Cleanliness or something is the saddest thing.