As early as when the blood dropped to Qi Mo's face, he was actually awake.【】
Therefore, taking advantage of the absolute geographical advantage, he could clearly see the expression on the girl's face.
The wounds on her hands were deep. In fact, it wasn't just her exerting too much force. The real reason was the seemingly harmless mask on his face.
The iron surface is interlayered, and the edges are polished as sharp as a knife. This is to prevent the mask from being used as an unexpected hidden weapon when its owner is trapped in a tight siege. How could Qi Mo possibly do that?
Put yourself in that kind of situation? It was not used for a long time, so over time, except for him, even Wuying forgot the other function of this mask.
This woman was unlucky. Who told her not to hit the face? She didn't hit the lower half of her face without a mask. Instead, she hit the edge of the mask. It was too hard and the edge was sharp. The injury was on
It's inevitable.
However, this woman's attitude surprised him.
He reached her wound, starting from the root of her ring finger, extending diagonally to the root of her palm. It was narrow and deep. With that punch, he could almost reach the pale bones and tumbling tender flesh, and blood trickled down.
Like a small river.
It is said that five fingers are connected to the heart. Although the injury is on the outside of the palm, the human palm is not like other hands. Normally scratches will not bleed too much, but her wound is still bleeding. You can imagine that it is
Regardless of the extent of the injury and how deep it is, even a man may be unable to bear the tearing pain that almost cuts off half of his palm.
But this woman... Qi Mo frowned slightly, thinking that he was not wrong.
When she was injured, she just blinked in shock and glanced down at her hand without showing any pain. After that, she just covered the wound with her hand to help stop the bleeding. There was no sign of any pain on her face.
trace.
It’s almost like... you’re used to it?
Qi Mo recalled her expression at that moment. It was not the kind of injury and pain that a boudoir lady could bear, but she had endured it, so that even now she didn't feel any pain, and even her eyes didn't change.
If it were any other woman, I'm afraid she would have been crying and crying in agony.
Zhong Qingye, what on earth are you...
Zhong Qingye didn't notice Qi Mo's thoughts. Firstly, it was because Qi Mo was always used to hiding his thoughts. Secondly, he wore a mask to hide his face. Thirdly, she didn't pay attention at all.
The throbbing pain in her palm came in waves, which should have been painful, but compared with the injuries she had accumulated during the more than ten years of missions, this small wound was not noticeable at all.
She looked around casually, but didn't seem to find anything satisfactory. She casually lifted up her skirt, tore off a piece of cloth under the astonished eyes of the six men, and tied up the wound on her hand in three strokes, even if she could only
With one hand, her movements are still skillful and neat, as if she does them every day.
This time, not only Qi Mo, but also Wu Ying noticed something was wrong.
How did a pampered young lady who was kept in a boudoir learn such skillful bandaging techniques? Her movements were even more agile and skillful than those of veterans who came off the battlefield!
This is so unusual!
Black Eagle subconsciously turned to his prince. When the prince praised her for her good skills, he was very surprised and found it difficult to accept it. He had been with the prince since he was a child. How many times had the prince praised others? Even the outstanding Five Eagles were rarely praised.
He praised her, but now the prince praised her so simply.
Zhong Qing and Yefa understood the meaning of that sentence, but they understood that this was too precious a compliment, a compliment that they could hardly get even after more than ten years of life and death. Initially, Black Eagle was still a little dissatisfied, but when the woman took it calmly,
Faced with his horrific wounds, her unusually skillful movements, and the expression on her unmoved eyelids, Wuying suddenly understood what his master meant.