Chapter 187 According to Long Island

Qianqian bit her lower lip and wiped Nan Qilan's whole body as quickly as possible. The most secret position of the girl's house was also wiped by her. I have to do this. Nan Qilan is covered with blood and can't see the wound if it is not cleaned.

The secret part was touched by Qianqian, and a trace of blush appeared on Nanqi's pale face, but it was not stopped.

Qianqian endured the heartache, connected the broken bones of Qilan's arms and thighs, applied the wound medicine, fixed it with a wooden board, and then wrapped up the large and small wounds on Qilan's body. The point is the wound on Qilan's face. Qianqian is careful. She doesn't want to leave scars on her sister's face, and she is not allowed to leave scars on her body.

Finish it as a whole.

Qilan looked at Qianqian with complicated eyes.

"Sister, you rest first. From now on, we will protect you." Qianqian stretched out her sleeves and wiped her tears, comforting Qilan in this way.

Nan Qilan smiled slowly, raised his other hand, and wiped away the tears on Qianqian's face. He wiped the wound on Qianqian's face with great pain, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

"The wound on the face... must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it will leave marks." Nan Qilan said weakly.

"I see, sister." Qianqian stopped crying, took out a small bronze mirror to deal with the wound on her face, and then took out a wide cyan robe and put it on Qilan. Qilan's body is full of injuries. You can't wear underwear until the treatment is cured.

Poo! Nan Qilan smiled.

"When you grow up, sister... this body, you are still... the first to see it." She said jokes, relieving Qianqian's mood.

Qianqian also smiled. Oh, then I'm blessed with my eyes. My sister is so beautiful."

"Joke sister... Sister, right? You are so beautiful..." Nan Qilan answered and spoke a little quickly. He coughed and coughed.

"Sister, don't talk too much, drink some water first." Qianqian carefully picked up Qilan's head, put it on her flat thigh, and took out a water bottle to feed Qilan.

Qi Lan drank a few sips of water and turned his head to look at the straps wrapped around Qianqian's abdomen. Blood is oozing out there.

Simon naturally knew that she gently put down Qilan, and her inner strength shattered her upper body clothes, including the bandage, and two big white rabbits jumped out happily. But under this pair of wonderful things, a huge and ferocious wound appeared on Qianqian's abdomen from left to right. The wound was very deep. If Qianqian hadn't contracted her abdomen inward during the crisis, she would have cut her waist this time.

Qi Lan looks at the wound with heartache in his eyes. A beautiful woman like Ximen Qianqian was injured, and both men and women felt distressed.

"It's okay, sister. Compared with your injury, this is a small matter."

Qianqian looked down, frowned slightly, glanced at the painful look in the center of the seven blue eyes, and hurriedly comforted.

If you want to suture such a wound without scars, you can only rely on drug power to recuperate.

However, the enemy may attack at any time. Qianqian knew that before Nan Qilan replied, she could only carry the beam. Kang Dalong's injury was more serious than Qilan and could not be expected.

Gritting his teeth, getting a wooden stick to bite his mouth and getting a needle and thread. Ximen Qianqian can't control that much. He must restore his combat effectiveness as soon as possible and leave scars on his abdomen. What's the big deal?

"Xingqian!" Nan Qilan shouted faintly, intending to stop it. For girls, every scar is unbearable. She can't imagine the scars left on a peerless beauty like Qianqian, which is heartbreaking and difficult to breathe.

Qianqian spit out a wooden stick first and said to Qilan, "Sister, how can practitioners be so particular about it? At this time, it is urgent to obey the power, whether there is a scar or not, so that the little sister is too perfect and God is jealous. Don't you know that God is jealous of the beauty? In this way, God can see me better."

Ximen Qianqian joked, appeasing the powerless sister Qilan, bit the wooden stick again, first stained the water with clean gauze, and carefully cleaned the upper body. The blood and soil were cleaned. There was no one to help and couldn't point the acupuncture points. In this process, Qianqian sweated coldly. She bit the stick in her mouth.

They don't have any elixirs with anesthetic effect. At this time, they regret that they are not fully prepared, but they can only grit their teeth and insist.

Do it yourself, Qianqian sewed the wound with needle and thread, and the muscles on her painful face kept twisting. Qilan turned around and couldn't bear to watch.

It was finally stitched, sprinkled with a layer of powder on the wound, wrapped it with gauze, and the wooden stick that was almost bitten off in the mouth of Ximen spit out and took a deep breath. Two white and greasy things fluctuated with her movements. There was no sexy feeling in this scene, but full of grandeur and sacredness.

Shattered the bloody clothes on the lower body, and Ximen Qianqian rubbed her bare body and wiped it. Girls love to be clean and don't clean up the blood stains on their bodies. Ximen always feels like vomiting.

"Sister, you are also the first person to see me. Let's be even this time." Ximen Qianqian was joking.

"You are so beautiful." When Nan Qilan saw it, he only felt a white light, which was extremely dazzling. Qianqian's body is a perfect masterpiece, but it is a pity that it will leave a scar on her abdomen in the future.

"Yes, sister, you also have eyes!" Qianqian smiled and got clean clothes to change.

The suture really worked quickly, and Ximen felt that nine layers had been restored at this time. Of course, it has something to do with the top-quality elixir she swallowed. How can they recover so quickly without those elixir?

The wound on her face began to scab. It seems that she can recover as before in an hour without leaving scars.

This is also a blessing in misfortune.

While Ximen healed Qilan, Ximen Nan has dealt with Kang Dalong's injury. After dealing with it in the same way, Ximen's face was covered with cold sweat.

After dressing Kang Dalong, who was wrapped like a mummy, a black robe, Ximennan sent a voice to his cousin in front of him: "Okay, you can see it."

Ximen turned his head and saw Kang Dalong lying in the grass and finally calming down, and his tears flowed down.

Ximen Nan smiled bitterly and motioned the two to change positions.

Ximen Huancai took out a water bottle and fed water to Kang Dalong in a coma, as if he were holding a treasure.

With a crash, Ximen Qianqian walked around from behind with the powerless Nanqilan in her arms.

"Sister, Sister Qilan, she...?" The illusion asked with concern.

"Sister...it's okay." Qilan replied weakly.

"That's good, that's good, damn demons, it's really cruel, it's okay to treat the dragon. You are all beautiful women, and you don't pity the jade at all. I'm so angry!" The little girl clenched her sword with hatred and stabbed a bunch of demon kings with one sword.

The wound on her face is also closing, and the Ximen family's elixir is really effective.

"Xiaonan, is there any movement?" Qianqian asked.

"Not yet. I guess it's soon. They shouldn't have much patience. Sister Qilan cut a demon king when she was injured. During this period, they should also deal with the injury and will definitely attack."