It seemed that he was offended by her attitude. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the evil spirit swept towards her.
Jiang Tang was not afraid at all, sneered, and without even the slightest dodge, he rushed over with his mahogany sword.
Her figure was instantly surrounded by evil spirits, and she could only hear the increasingly sharp wind.
Watching this scene from a distance, He Chen clenched his hands tightly and frowned, suddenly feeling that he was useless and could not help at this time.
Jiang Tang didn't know what he was thinking, and the peach wood sword in her hand almost left an afterimage. However, as soon as she scattered some of them, the rest quickly gathered together.
Too much.
Jiang Tang frowned slightly, looking at the strong evil aura around him, and suddenly put away the peach wood sword.
The evil spirit thought she had surrendered and became even more arrogant in an instant. However, the next moment, Jiang Tang cut her fingertips and blood gushed out.
As if she was unconscious, she used her hand as a pen and blood as ink to slowly draw a talisman in the air. Then, she softly shouted, "Go!"
Immediately afterwards, a golden light flashed on the talisman, a shrill sound came, and a wind blew violently in the forest. Within a few seconds, there was a small explosion in the air, and then there was no movement.
Only the rustling of the wind was left in my ears, and the coldness around me completely dissipated, and it was no longer what it was before.
Jiang Tang's figure suddenly appeared in He Chen's sight.
He walked over quickly, looked down at her, looked her over a few times, and saw that there were no wounds on her body. He felt a little relieved, but still asked: "Are you okay?"
Jiang Tang shook his head, "It's okay, I told you everything, it's a joke."
As she spoke, she waved her hands carelessly, with a little pride appearing on her face.
He Chen's brows frowned even more, and he suddenly grabbed her hand. Looking at the wounds on her hands, he frowned even more, "What's going on?"
"Uh." Jiang Tang was stunned for a moment, looked at his face, suddenly felt guilty, and explained in a low voice, "It's okay, it's just a small cut."
The evil aura just now was too strong, and ordinary talismans were probably of no use, so she drew a blood talisman.
There is aura in her blood, which is the natural nemesis of evil spirits, and is perfect for dealing with them.
But seeing He Chen acting like this, she suddenly didn't dare to say this.
Even if she didn't say anything, He Chen could guess what was going on. He looked at her helplessly for a moment, pursed his lips, and led her directly to the car without saying anything.
The merit value on her wrist was still rising, but Jiang Tang was a little unhappy. She carefully looked at He Chen and said flatteringly: "Brother Chen, don't be angry, I'm really fine."
"I'm not angry." He Chen said. He turned to look at her, his eyes full of seriousness, and said word by word, "It's just that I feel distressed."
I feel sorry for her using this method, and I feel sorry for her having to bear so much at such a young age.
Others, like her classmates in Class 9, are now enjoying their vacation to the fullest.
In fact, sometimes, he feels that being too powerful is not a good thing. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
Living like this is too hard.
Understanding his thoughts, Jiang Tang was startled for a moment, and then a smile slowly bloomed on his face. The smile got bigger and bigger. Jiang Tang said, "I know Brother Chen, I will take more care of him in the future."
"Yes." He Chen nodded slowly, looking slightly relaxed, and drove to the laboratory.
As soon as he came back, he asked for the medicine kit, and soon someone told Choate about it.
As soon as he heard about this, he immediately put down the experiment at hand and rushed over, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Do you need a rescue room?"
As he spoke, he opened the door and walked in. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the person sitting upright on the sofa.
His eyes slowly moved down and he looked at the small wound on Jiang Tang's hand. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and said in a strange tone: "You came back pretty quickly."
If it had been a little longer at night, the wound would have healed.
Jiang Tang naturally understood what he meant, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Heh." Qiaote rolled his eyes at her angrily and then sat on the sofa, "I heard that someone was injured and someone is very worried."
He thought something serious had happened, and had already made plans to operate all night to save her, but in the end, this?
Seeing that He Chen was still cleaning Jiang Tang's wound bit by bit, as gently as if it was a big wound, he couldn't stand it, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, this wound can only be put on a band-aid at most."
It doesn’t need to be like a major surgery.”
He Chen ignored him.
Jiang Tang glanced at him and said, "You think everyone is as rough as you."
Then they are too meticulous.
Choate looked at them with a look that was hard to explain for a moment.
I secretly thought that she was too squeamish.
Oh no, it’s not Jiang Tang who is squeamish, there is another person who is squeamish.
Thinking about it, his eyes fell on He Chen. For a moment, he couldn't imagine that he was actually He Chen. After all, he was also the person who had been pestering him for several years. He knew how cold he was. Every time he looked for him in the past, he was...
The cold voice told him to get out, and the look in his eyes could freeze people into ice.
Now, it's so warm that ice can be melted by him.
Looking at this scene, Choate touched his chin and remembered what he had been thinking about during the day.
Should he sacrifice his beauty to make Jiang Tang fall in love with him and stay in the laboratory forever, or should he let the two of them be together and rely on Jiang Tang to keep He Chen?
No, He Chen has no interest in their laboratory, so don't end up self-defeating and losing his wife again. That would be a big loss.
He still has to do this himself.
Thinking about it, he coughed lightly and suddenly snatched the cotton swab from He Chen's hand. He said with concern: "Come on, come on, let me take a look. I will give you medicine. I am the professional. Ouch, this hurts so much."
It’s so heavy and makes people feel distressed.”
With that said, he was about to grab Jiang Tang's hand.
Jiang Tang immediately avoided it and looked at him with a frown, wondering if he was possessed by something dirty. It was clear that he was still criticizing He Chen for making a fuss.
As a result, he is even more exaggerated now.
Also, what's going on if it's greasy?
Jiang Tang was disgusted by him, but Qiaote didn't notice it at all, and pretended to be distressed and said: "I'm worried about you. Come on, I'll bandage your wound quickly to prevent it from healing in a while... Ah, no, it's
Infected."
Something is even more wrong.
Jiang Tang frowned so hard that he could kill a fly, and looked at him like he was a fool.
Why did he suddenly have a fit?
Qiaote didn't know what she was thinking. He wanted to show off his warm and masculine side, and even wanted to grab Jiang Tang's hand. The next moment, someone grabbed his wrist with such force that he even heard the sound of his bones.
sound.
Qiaote's face suddenly turned pale. He turned around blankly and met He Chen's cold face.
He Chen looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes almost turning into sharp blades. He looked at him coldly and said in a dangerous voice: "What do you want to do?"