Ding Yiyi looked at Shiva. She didn't dare to move, so she could only hold the hilt of the sword. She didn't know if it was successful, but Shiva was standing there, her three eyes looking at her for a moment.

Suddenly, the three eyes changed, and the terrifying expression gradually became softer, and finally became gentle, so gentle that it was unbelievable.

The scenery around her changed. She saw Ye Nianmo. The other party looked at her gently, stroked her hair, and told her softly that everything was over.

She saw blood flowing down his arm, and saw herself holding the hilt of the knife in her hand. She hurriedly let go. She took a few steps back and looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, "Nian Mo?"

Ye Nianmo always paid attention to all this. Seeing that she regained her sanity, he smiled at her, and then his body fell along the wall.

"Nian Mo!" Ding Yiyi rushed over, trying to support him, but she was afraid that it would hurt him if she touched him.

"Don't touch him first. If you draw the sword now, you may cut the major artery and your whole hand will be ruined by then." Dongqing turned over and checked Ye Nianmo's injuries.

Seeing that Ding Yiyi was worried, he couldn't help but comfort her, "It's okay, I have some research on medicine, he will be fine."

Ye Nianmo stretched out his uninjured hand and "Come over."

Ding Yiyi walked over, snuggled up to him, and her body shivered slightly.

"Close your eyes." Ye Nianmo's voice was gentle. Seeing that she ignored her, she said softly, "Be good."

Ding Yiyi closed her eyes when she heard this, and her trembling eyelids reflected her mood at this moment.

Ye Nianmo glanced at Dongqing and signaled that the other party could start.

Dongqing pulled his sleeves open, and the sound of the fabric cracking made Ding Yiyi's body tremble. She wanted to open her eyes, and a hand gently covered her eyes.

Except for his frowning and his face was pale due to pain, Ye Nianmo never spoke until the beginning. He just covered Ding Yiyi's eyes and looked at her gently.

Holly pulled open her sleeves and saw that the knife had just penetrated through his muscles and did not hurt his blood vessels and bones. She felt a little relieved.

He tied the torn fabric over his arms to prevent a lot of bleeding when the knife was pulled out. He hesitated when he placed his hand on the hilt.

Even if a man pulls out the knife without anesthesia, the pain is definitely not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

He looked at Ye Nianmo, and the other party nodded at him, his eyes calmly, as if saying, "It's okay, you do it, I can bear it."

After receiving this meaning, he stood up, gathered his body strength on the hilt, took a breath and grabbed the hilt.

Ye Nianmo's body was spasming due to extreme pain. He put Ding Yiyi's hand on his eyes, which was the various organs of the body venting the pain in their bodies in various ways.

Ding Yiyi felt the hand covering her eyes trembling. She wanted to cry, but knowing that weakness was useless would only make him feel more distressed, so she would rather bite her lower lip.

The lower lip was bitten through, her mouth was filled with rust. She bit her tightly, as if the surroundings had become quiet, and only this thing was left to do.

Suddenly, the gravity pressed on the eyes disappeared, and the force came to the corner of her lips, rubbing the place she bit her, gently and softly, as if it was stiff after massage.
Chapter completed!