Quickly Dressed As a Host Girl and Dressed Up As a Man, and Then Traveled All Over the World

Although the rain had stopped, their clothes were still wet, and Hall Master Hong's body was covered in mud and water, and needed to be washed.

Soon, the guilty two found a cave and started a fire.

Ye Tianluo had already run to find water, and washed the clothes for Hall Master Hong by the way.

Su Ling, on the other hand, untied her wound.

The poor wound was drenched by the rain and had already rotted.

It's too miserable, this wound must be cut, but she is a weak girl, she will die of pain.

What should I do?

The only way is to ask the system for help.

After listening to Su Ling's words, the system said: [I can help you block the pain. 】

'Why didn't you say it earlier. ’ If she hadn’t asked casually, she would not have expected such benefits.

The system explained: [Isn't this lack of energy before? Although there is some energy now, it is not used. My bubbling is all energy. 】

‘Then can you help me heal the wound on my hand? '

[Healing injuries consumes too much energy, the host, please bear with it. I can replace the energy of this hand with three bodies for you. 】

'Forget it. Can you leave me with 5% pain? '

If you don't feel any pain at all, it is said to be very scary, so let's keep it for a while.

【also. 】

Su Ling urged: 'Get off the assembly line as soon as you're done, don't waste energy. '

But after a while, Su Ling felt that the pain on her forearm that was so excruciating was suddenly left with a slight tingling, which could be completely ignored.

The next step is to clean the wound.

She only had this curled sword on her body. Fortunately, there are still a few sharp edges left, which can be used to scrape the wound.

She first burned the sword for a while to sterilize it.

Then she gestured at the wound for a long time, but she didn't know how to start.

Although she had taken a first aid class, she hadn't learned how to cut wounds.

At this time, Ye Tianluo also happened to come back. He saw Su Ling holding a sword and gesturing at his dazzling white arm, and there was a shocking wound on his arm, so he immediately dropped the thing in his hand.

"Why are you injured so badly? The wounds are rotten, and some places need to be cut."

Su Ling handed over the burned sword: "Cut it for me, I can't do it."

Although she didn't feel much pain left, it was also her own hand.

Ye Tianluo looked at Su Ling's slender and fair arms, and then at Su Ling's delicate and flowery face.

"Why don't I knock you out first before cutting."

The implication was that he was afraid that Su Ling could not bear the pain.

This is to look down upon.

She is definitely an iron-blooded real man.

She stretched out her hand directly: "Come directly."

Ye Tianluo grabbed the clothes of Hall Master Hong who had been cleaned: "You bite this."

If he didn't want to cut her, he wouldn't mind letting her bite his hand.

"No need. I'm such a man of iron and blood, I don't care about this little injury."

As soon as Su Ling finished speaking, Ye Tianluo struck with the sword, so fast that she didn't react at all.

"hiss."

It's not very painful to cut.

It belongs to the series that hurts just looking at it.

It's like watching myself tear my barb from one end of my finger to the other, it hurts even thinking about it, let alone watching it happen on my own hand.

Su Ling habitually reached out to withdraw her hand, but was held tightly by Ye Tianluo.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon."

Su Ling could only close his eyes and stop looking.

In fact, this kind of tingling is just like poking your own flesh with your nails, the pain is negligible.

But in Ye Tianluo's eyes, he couldn't help admiring Su Ling. He didn't expect that she would be so resilient when she looked at her weak.