Master of Ninja World

Xiao Zhizhi's heart is quite complicated after hearing this, like an overturned five-flavored bottle, with ups and downs.

"You can reflect on yourself."

After taking a deep look at Xiao Zhizhi's Zhu, Wuchen turned and left.

However, just after leaving, an uninvited guest blocked the way.

"Quickly follow me!"

Even more knowledgeable, unforced to pull away from the dust-free hand, with great strength, and crimson traces appeared on the bright wrist.

"Are you so anxious?" Wuchen didn't struggle, letting the girl pull it, looking at the more sensible faceless expression, rare and serious.

"Did you find the weaving spot for a summer?" A cold light appeared on the clean face.

If we say that we were just playing around with Weaver for a summer, but this time he and the terrorists invaded the IS Academy, he crossed the red line.

Before seeing the face of Zhiban Qiandong, Wuchen could open one eye and close the other, but this time the kid committed a capital crime.

"No." Jian Yuanwu slowly shook his head, and then said in a yin manner: "If I catch that guy, he will definitely regret living in the world!"

A more knowledgeable tone of voice reveals an unprecedented sense of hatred. Her only sister was attacked by Weaver Yixia and was seriously injured. Why not be angry?

"I haven't forgotten what I said before?" Jianyan's faceless expression was worried, "About my sister's condition."

"Aren't you afraid that I will treat your sister as a mental patient? Now you know that you have come to me?" Wuchen Yin and Yang said strangely. Before, I had a hot face and a more sensible cold butt.

"Is it OK if someone is wrong?"

Knowing more without showing grievances, she embraced her dust-free arms and acted like a baby, her tone was soft, her arms dangling in her arms, sometimes touching the tall career line.

Wuchen's heart was agitated, he glanced at the uniform of the IS Academy that was being held up high, and muttered in his heart: "This child has developed too vigorously. It is estimated that he has the potential to be a cow in the future."

"Just this time, not as an example."

Wuchen finally agreed under the soft and hard bubble. In fact, he had a good impression of being more knowledgeable.

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In a quiet ward, Zhizhan was lying quietly. Her face was pale, her breathing was very weak, and her eyebrows were still purple. It seemed that it was not a simple skin trauma.

When he first entered this ward, Wuchen realized that the hairpin was injured very seriously because it was an intensive care unit.

"It doesn't seem to be a big problem." Wuchen glanced roughly, but didn't see any clues.

"The problem is big!" Jian Yuanwu gave a wry smile, sighed and gritted her teeth and explained: "My sister was seriously injured by those terrorists, and was then forced to be fed poison."

"Really?" Hearing this, the dust-free pupils wafted in waves, and the fox questioned: "Did you see?"

Wuchen opened the reincarnated eyes and saw that within the blood vessels of the hairpins, a purple liquid was flowing, eroding her internal organs.

This poison is not very deadly, it is a chronic virus, but it is also very dangerous over time.

"No." Jian Yuanwu shook his head without saying much, took out the phone and played a recording.

"Your sister was poisoned by us. Don't try to save her. If you want to get the antidote, give it to us with a dust-free head, or just wait for death."

"It's no wonder you hate weaving for a summer." Wuchen was relieved, the voice he heard was a summer for weaving.

"But that kid is really good at it. He can even play with poison." Wuchen unceremoniously exclaimed: "I know how to kill people with a knife. It's not bad, a sunny and kind person fell into the darkness, his heart will be better than Everyone is evil, and that’s right."

"Do you still praise him?!" Jian Yuan Wumei turned his eyes, stomped his feet, stared at Wuchen angrily, and said angrily: "I caught the guy and beat him so that my parents didn't even know him. ."

"That guy and Qiandong are orphans. I adopted their siblings at the beginning, but they don't have parents." Wuchen held his head, and then looked more acquainted with expectation, and asked: "By the way, why don't you Take my head for the cure as he wants?"

"The key is that I can't beat you!" She even replied without discouragement, she learned from the dust, the two sides are not opponents at the same level.

"Can you solve my sister's condition?" Jianan Wu worry looked at Wuchen, and said as if threatening and warning: "If you can't be cured, maybe I will really follow Xia asked to do it."

"You just said that it's not my opponent, now you are going to turn your face?" Wuchen gave a few eyes and became more aware of Wuwu, then said lightly: "Don't worry, just leave it to me."

Detoxification?Wuchen naturally doesn't have that kind of ability, but he has other methods.

"You go out first." Wuchen waved his hand, "Seeing my rough treatment, I'm afraid your heart can't bear it."

"Don't bluff me, I've seen a lot of big scenes." Even more convincingly refuted, and then stared at Wuchen, whose expression remained unmoved. There seemed to be no compromise. In desperation, she could only left.

"A mistake has made you unable to be a man in this life." Raising his fist, he looked at Wuchen without warning, and then his pretty face blushed, "You can't do this to my sister while I am leaving. Excessive things, otherwise I will never spare you!"

"Excessive thing?" Wuchen looked weird and joked: "For example?"

"Of course you are not allowed to take advantage of the fire." Jianzheng did not respond seriously, and immediately said in a faint mosquito voice: "She is still young, you, if you want to find someone to solve it, you can find me."

When he said the best few words, the voice of even more acquaintance was completely inaudible.

Although she gave everyone the impression that she was cheerful and unrestrained, it was really difficult for a girl to say such unspeakable words.

"Since you said so, I will not be polite then."

Staring at the curvaceous curve, Wuchen said with a smirk.