The night is as deep as water.

The secret base of Hell Pavilion has a heavier atmosphere than the night.

Everyone in the room stood straight there, surrounding the bed, not talking, but everyone's eyes were filled with uneasiness.

After a long time, Shumo, who was healing Wuming by the bed, finally stood up with fine sweat on her forehead.

"How is it?" Xue Yan immediately asked heartbrokenly when he saw that the treatment was over.

Shumo sighed and looked carefully at Shura, who had a gloomy face and said, "Fortunately, Brother Shura finally withdrew his palm power, otherwise Wuming would have died at this moment."

"How about now?" Huanye asked, looking at the pale color on the bed, Wuming, who had intake but not out of breath.

"Don't worry." Shumo patted her breasts gently, "Although I was a poisoner, I know my medical skills. I gave him an injection and took medicine, so there was no big problem. But Wuming is very weak now, and I'm afraid he has to lie in bed for at least a week to get better."

Xue Yan curled his lips: "It will take so long for a week?"

It's been a long time? I don't know who hurt him, so please?

Shumo couldn't help but stretched out her finger and poked him on the forehead, glaring at him: "You, you have been responsible for boiling medicine for Brother Wuming these days. There is a little mistake, but you are asking!"

"Pack to me!" Xue Yan nodded quickly when he heard this.

However, at this moment, Shura slowly walked to the bed, his eyes were so sinister that it was so sinister that it exuded a chilling black aura all over his body.

The rest of the people immediately took a breath, especially Shumo and Xue Yan, whose hearts were almost about to jump out and blocked their throats.

Brother, don't punish Wuming now...

Although they knew in their hearts that Wu Ming's mistake was something that no one could plead easily. Because of Wu Ming's unexpected behavior, Nan Fengjin was rescued by Xiang Xiang and the others, and all the plans that had been originally planned were also ruined...

When Huan Ye received the notification from Shura, he had to give up Qian Ruozhi who had finally caught him and threw her and the car on the side of the road. She and Xue Yan knew that Wuming was seriously injured, and they were even more anxious and rushed back without stopping.

Shumo bit her lip, fearing that she would burst out from Shura's mouth.

In fact, after all, it was her trouble. If it weren't for helping her, Huanye wouldn't have come up with such a plan, and Wuming wouldn't have been injured to save the girl...

Shura stood beside the bed, his face was terrible cold.

Shumo finally couldn't help it and walked forward: "Brother Shura..."

"Shut up!" However, before she could say the words of pleading, Shura was interrupted unceremoniously.

Shumo could only stop talking. At this time, Xue Yan wanted to say something, but was stared back by the vicious eyes of Huan Ye who had been silent.

Huan Ye understands Shura's personality best.

In Hell Pavilion, the five of them have no friends since childhood, and only the five of them can rely on. But today, Wuming would rather be hurt under Shura's palm in order to save an irrelevant person. How could Shura not get angry?

At this time, anyone who speaks will only make Shura even more annoyed.

She sighed in her heart, "Wu Ming, Wu Ming, you have always been the most calm, why are you so stupid this time?"

At this moment, the whole room was strangely quiet, and I could only hear Wuming's breathing slightly heavy because of his injury.

Shura was watching him quietly there, and he also looked at Shura weakly with his eyes open.

Wuming's eyes were firm and had no sign of dodging.

He knew what he had done, so he was willing to do so even if the punishment came to him.

After waiting for a long time, Shura finally opened her lips: "You love that girl."

Not a question, but an affirmative sentence.
Chapter completed!