Outrageous! Catching a husband is actually a love-brained

The collision between the iron sheet and the wind blade produced sparks.

Han Jue held the sword in his hand, his eyes flashed like meteors, and his eyes moved with the sword.

The sword swung with a "dull" sound of breaking through the air, and the barrier in front of the wind-type mutant was shattered.

Han Jue stepped on the scrap iron and flew in front of the man. The fierce murderous aura blended with the wind, and the long sword broke into eighteen pieces in front of the wind blade.

He easily dodged the opponent's attacks, as the iron pieces attacked from all directions.

The tall pony tail flew in the air as she dodged the wind blades.

The ribbons on the collar are spinning and the hem of the clothes is flying.

It further highlights his elegant and graceful appearance.

The wind-type mutant was defeated step by step, with more and more wounds on his body. The supernatural powers that had already been consumed by Shen Ci were completely consumed by Han Jue's attack.

Han Jue took advantage of the victory and pursued, and in a moment, he chopped off the head of the wind-type mutant.

Under the incredulous gaze of the wind-type ability user, Han Jue controlled the iron sheet and directly chopped off the wind-type ability user's head.

All of a sudden.

The wind carried the smell of blood. Six headless corpses lay on the ground. The blood formed a river that seemed to dye the beautiful mountains and rivers.

Han Jue took back the iron sheet and stood with his sword behind his back.

Her long hair fluttered in the air, and she looked back with a cold look in her eyes. Only after she saw Shen Ci lying on the ground did her eyes begin to soften.

She flew over on the scrap metal and called out affectionately, "Brother..."

“You can’t sleep here.”

The expression on his face when he said this was very cute and sincere, and he really cared about others.

Shen Ci sighed deeply: "It was your sister-in-law who fell asleep, and I couldn't do anything about it."

Han Jue nodded, then moved his gaze to Gu Qingzhou's back.

He murmured, "He's ripe."

Large areas of flesh on the back had been burned into a bloody mess, tangled with the clothes, and it was horrifying to look at.

Shen Ci's hands were still stained with Gu Qingzhou's blood, and the corners of his mouth rose without any emotion.

"If you don't lend a hand, you'll become an acquaintance with him."

He is too tired.

If it weren't for the water-based ability, he would have probably fainted.

Now the supernatural power in his body has been completely exhausted, so at the last moment, he couldn't even condense a water spike.

My muscles ache, I feel dizzy and exhausted, and I just want to fall asleep.

Even after fighting Gu Qingzhou for eight hundred rounds, he had never felt as drowsy as he did now.

My body suddenly felt lighter.

Han Jue picked up Gu Qingzhou with one hand and carried him directly on his shoulder, avoiding touching the wound in the process.

Lying on your back can also prevent secondary friction on the wound.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jiang Junzhi holding a kitten in his arms, his body covered in blood, and his steps were unsteady.

It is obvious that this person's condition is more serious than Shen Ci's.

Just holding on.

Hold out your free hand.

He said seriously: "My right hand is free, do you need me to carry you?"

Jiang Junzhi looked at Gu Qingzhou's head-down posture and shook his head decisively: "Thank you, my sister will help me."

If he goes back in this position, he will definitely vomit!

Han Jue simply stopped trying to persuade her, as if he was just asking out of politeness.

The long sword hung at his feet and he stretched out his hand to Shen Ci.

"Brother, get on the sword."

The man on his shoulders was too badly injured to delay any longer.

For safety, Jiang Yao was hiding in the utility room on the basement floor of the villa.

He needs to go back to heal his wounds as soon as possible, and Shen Ci also needs a quiet environment to rest.

Shen Ci held that hand and stood behind the sword.

His lips moved, and he wanted to talk back.

But it's best not to waste time now.

The long sword turned into a stunning streak in the air and flew away in the sunset like a meteor.

Night falls.

Because the cloth and flesh were burned together, the cloth and bad flesh on the back needed to be cleaned first, and Shen Ci couldn't help.

As for Han Jue, he gave a direct suggestion: cut off all the meat on the back.

He even controlled the iron sheet and was eager to try.

Who would dare to use him in this situation?

Jiang Yao was treating Gu Qingzhou's injuries alone in the room on the third floor, while Shen Ci went to Han Jue's room.

Shen Ci washed up, changed into clean clothes, and sat on the chair.

She fiddled with the hairbands and hairpins neatly arranged on the table.

The air was so quiet that it seemed frozen. Han Jue sensed something was wrong and was at a loss as to what to do in front of Shen Ci.

I asked anxiously, "Brother, are you angry?"

Shen Ci tilted his head and stared at Han Jue's stirring hands, like a child who had made a mistake and was afraid of being blamed by adults, standing there uncomfortably.

I wanted to approach carefully, but I didn't dare.

Shen Ci raised his eyes and met the person's gaze.

Folding his arms, he said calmly, "Tell me, how well have you recovered?"

From the first glance in the afternoon, he could tell that Han Jue had recovered, or had been slowly recovering since the past few days.

After all, this guy hasn't had his second year syndrome for two days.

Especially when he was standing in front of him, the lines were totally wrong and did not fit in with the speech of a middle school boy at all.

Instead, it was her concern for him and her determination to kill.

The only possibility is that Han Jue has found a way to recover, and has been looking for Li Zhizhi these past few days, repeatedly trying to get herself poisoned.

Han Jue narrowed his eyes slightly: "Almost done."

His voice was buzzing, and he was afraid that Shen Ci would be angry with him for taking the initiative.

Because Shen Ci already knew how to restore his memory, but he hadn't taken any action, which meant he definitely didn't want him to try.

His actions undoubtedly went against Shen Ci's intentions.

So, he was afraid that his brother would be angry.

Then don't want him...

Shen Ci pursed his lips for a long time, then stood up and stroked Han Jue's head.

"Does it hurt?"

The question was asked gently and with great concern.

How could it not hurt? The first time I was poisoned repeatedly, I could still vividly remember the pitiful appearance of curling up into a ball.

Han Jue nodded honestly: "My head hurts a lot, but it will be better later."

He is not afraid of pain.

I've been used to the pain since I was a child.

In the research institute, he has his mother caring for him, and in the outside world, he has his brother caring for him.

He was not bitter at all and was very happy.

Shen Ci raised the corner of his mouth and sat back in his chair: "Almost recovered, does that mean fully recovered?"

Han Jue shook his head: "No, there is one most important question that I didn't remember. I tried it today, but there was no response."

"What's the problem?" Shen Ci raised his eyes.

Han Jue's eyes flashed with disappointment, "I can't remember the location of the research institute."

Shen Ci asked: "Research Institute? Did you grow up in a research institute?"

Han Jue thought about it and it seemed that his mother didn't say these words couldn't be said.

So I answered, "Yes, I was in the institute when I was very young. They made me fight zombies and gave me injections."

"Butt shot!"

Everything was uneventful before, but when it came to the injection, people got excited.

Because the buttocks injection hurts the most, if he cries and doesn't want to get it, they will give him a few more injections. It's annoying! Very annoying!

Shen Ci suddenly understood why Han Jue always liked to poke people's buttocks.

It turns out that he felt that this was the most painful...

Shen Ci was silent for a while before asking, "Where's Mom?"

He clenched his fists and tried his best to control his emotions.

Han Jue recalled that gentle face. From childhood to adulthood, she always held him in her arms and coaxed him, and always wiped away her tears after he fell asleep.

"Mother......"

"Miss you very much."