Even if the memory is taken away, the feelings are still imprinted on the soul.
So she subconsciously wanted to believe that Jiang Ji-chu would give the dagger to Jiang Ji-chu to cut his spine even if there was no bss rule that could not kill him.
The cold blade pierces the layers of texture and enters the first cervical vertebra without hesitation.
Her dagger was too sharp to feel at first.
She didn’t feel the pain until she cut a vertebra.
Sioufa described how painful the cut bone was, and she lost the concept of the word pain.
Xie sent me a message asking Xie Quan to wait outside with Simo, but Simo refused to say anything so that Xie Quan could stay at the window with her and talk to her to distract her.
Let Siyou suffer less. Thank you for sending it to Mr. Liang-he went to the school doctor’s office and stole a tube of anesthetic.
But Xie sent with him beside Jiang Jichu. At close range, he could see that the anesthetic was so painful that he trembled. His teeth were biting his quilt corner, but he just didn’t call out one.
In all fairness, if he had this kind of "operation", he might not have thought about it and performed well.
Cutting the spine is torture for Siyou, but it is also a very difficult challenge to make the dagger Jiang Zhichu.
Jiang Jichu’s hand is still steady, but his forehead is sweating layer by layer, and he relies on Xie to send it to help clean it.
That is to say, Jiang Jichu didn’t bring his abdominal injury from false singing to true singing, otherwise they might have to take turns to support the process.
One minute passed, and when Yin Lin could hardly see it, Jiang Zhichu suddenly said, "Simo."
Siyou’s bloody back was covered with a thin blanket, leaving a narrow entrance for Smier.
How can Simo not look like a white blanket?
She can hardly walk.
Fine memories hover from the depths of her mind, but she wants to catch the light and it will break at the touch.
She can’t remember a complete picture. Emotions, such as surging river, involved her in it. The uneven length of aquatic plants entangled her legs, feet and arms and dragged her into the depths.
The tiptoe touched the bottom reef, and the biggest light burst in front of her eyes.
She uttered the vague pronunciation "Sister …" uncontrollably.
The two words are like thunder, lying down and thinking about it, looking back and thinking about it.
Thank you for sending me, and I don’t want to interrupt my sister’s affection, but I didn’t delay
He urged, "Go in quickly."
The sisters woke up like a dream.
Siyou’s voice is hoarse. "Come on."
Smoot came to the bed and shook his hand to touch the front end of the blanket. At the moment when he was about to touch it, his hand was taken back.
She sat down and gently pressed her face to the blood.
"Thank you, sister."
Lavender smoke is injected into Siyou’s blood mouth, and white fog slowly diffuses around.
They returned to the main city in a moment.
Without the bed board, I was lying flat and thinking leisurely, and I almost sent a letter to Xie for the load, and I caught people and took off my coat to wrap them in a circle.
Yinlin took Siyou from his hand and recited it without saying anything, and quickly rushed to his place of residence.
Cutting the spine and putting a soul in it can be said that the physical meaning is cold to the bone.
Siyou can live to estimate that bss rules hanging on the altar can’t kill bss.
Everyone is flying in the streets, regardless of the strange eyes of onlookers. Go home as soon as possible and put Siyou in place.
And Simo left the entity from Siyou’s body by himself, and almost couldn’t keep lying together by Siyou.
Each of the two sisters is weaker than the other and can’t even see some light.
But it’s the best result that it didn’t get worse.
Xie Quan trotted over to close the curtains. "I’ll stay here and take care of them. It’s not conducive to recovery if everyone is crowded together."
Yin Lin: "I also stay here. I have more experience in this kind of thing."
Xie Ji "What should I do then?"
Yin Lin wanted to think, "Then I’ll go back and tell you if you don’t move here for a while. Anyway, at that time, we bought a digital integral room for the whole building … it should be ok if we don’t live with a password lock for several years."
After they arrived, they left without waiting in line.
Before leaving the door, Xie Quan suddenly stopped them "and so on"
Thank you for sending "What’s the matter?"
Xie Quan was prone on Siyou’s bedside ear and frowned at Siyou’s mouth. He listened carefully for a long time before straightening up and saying to Jiang Ji, "Siyou seems to be calling a senior."
It is difficult for Siyou to spit out a word completely. The lip can’t stop shaking like a painful spasm, and even looking straight at Jiang Yunchu’s eyes is almost out of focus.
It’s amazing perseverance to be able to keep your eyes open until now.
Xie sent Bai Siyou immediately, meaning that he patted Jiang Zhichu on the back and "give it back to her."
Jiang Ji left the room in a low voice "hmm" for less than a minute and brought back a transparent glass bottle with purple light.
Yin Lin leaned over to touch Ba and looked at the glass bottle. "Is this the memory that Siyou was taken away by the Queen?"
Jiang Zhichu "remembered that Xi Wei was afraid of Siyou at that time and always wanted to go to the Queen to destroy the place. I have to go first."
Yin Lin "If you want the queen, I’ll give it to you?"
Jiang Zhichu unplugged the cork, and the purple light gradually disappeared into the eyebrows. He didn’t look back. "Do you remember the altar reform?"
Yin Lin woke up like a dream. "You mean if you are lucky enough to survive the seventh floor, you can go to a novice and start over … with you?"
Thank you for sending it, too
He heard from Jiang Jichu that it was said that it was not long before the rules were put in place, and seven out of ten experts died on the sixth floor.
Before, he also wondered if the queen wanted to take the opportunity to harvest a wave of Gou, but the master on the sixth floor didn’t expect it to be with Jiang Zhichu.
At first glance, Jiang Ji explained to him, "I didn’t mean to deceive you."
Xie Ji smiled and soothed Jiang Yunchu’s shoulder. "I know that you can’t remember too many things in seven years."
As soon as his voice fell, he felt a loose shoulder at the beginning of Jiang Ji.
Jiang Zhichu: "Too many people died at the altar and changed the seventh floor rule, but the queen didn’t want so many people to stop at the sixth floor, so I gave it a push …"
Thank you for sending it to my heart.
I didn’t expect so many people to die
Xie Ji was afraid that Jiang Jichu would blame himself for "being able to return to the real world through the sixth floor is a master. It is impossible for a master to rush to try the risk once the rules are released, and there will be no queen behind it, and in the long run, the new rules can really have a high survival rate."
Jiang Ji-chu grimly grinned as if he didn’t know what to say but wanted to give him a response.