Where five holes were pierced from behind, like magma flowing through it, it felt like it was being thrown into the fire.

Jun Moyan's eyes were dark and his head was dizzy.

He immediately reduced his car, drove for a few more minutes, but in the end he couldn't hold on and parked the car on the side of the road in order to avoid a traffic accident.

"What's wrong."

Wen Xiaoai saw Jun Moyan's face turned green and there was a hint of black air between his eyebrows and eyes, and he knew what was going on.

She immediately untied the seat belt on her body, then stood up and untied the seat belt on Jun Moyan.

He reached out to take off his clothes and wanted to check the wound.

"without……"

Jun Moyan wanted to say nothing was okay to relieve Wen Xiaoguai, but he found that even speaking was starting to be difficult.

"You turn around and I'll look at your wound."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Jun Moyan didn't want to show her the wound, for fear of scaring her, for fear of her being worried, and even more for fear of her crying again after a while.

But Wen Xiaoai didn't give him a chance to say no, and had already unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt.

Jun Moyan had no choice but to sideways and leave his back to Wen Xiaoai.

Wen Xiaoai looked at his blood-soaked clothes pressing against his back, and he couldn't take off his clothes.

She was afraid of pulling his wound, so she didn't dare to look at it.

"You hold on..."

Wen Xiaoai wiped his tears and plucked up the courage to slowly take off his clothes.

It faded to the waist.

On his back, which was stained with blood, the five blood holes that Wu Zhihan's nails were still bleeding constantly, which was shocking.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

And this blood turned black at some point.

There was a trace of black smoke coming out from the wound, visible to the naked eye.

The skin on the edge of the wound showed signs of rotting and a foul odor spread.

This is caused by the corpse poison brought by the evil ghost's body.

“…Why is it so serious?”

"Jun Moyan, how are you?"

Wen Xiaoai asked him crying.

"……It's fine."

It was originally something that made people feel relieved, but his breath was unstable and very difficult when he spoke, which made Wen Xiaoai even more afraid and panic.

"Jun Moyan, sit down, I'll help you get out the corpse poison."

Wen Xiaoai straightened Jun Moyan's body and tried to force out the corpse poison from his wound.

But after trying a few times, it was not only useless, but it seemed that the spread of the corpse poison also made Jun Moyan very difficult.

Wen Xiaoai didn't dare to try it easily anymore, so he had to stop.

Seeing Jun Moyan's face slowly turning from blue to blue gray, Wen Xiaoai cried in fear.

"Jun Moyan..."

"Woooooo, you can't have anything to do."

Jun Moyan's eyelids were so heavy that he could not lift them up, his vision was blurred, and his consciousness was also dissipating. Hearing Wen Xiaoai's crying in fear, he raised his hand with some difficulty, trying to hug her.

But it seemed like an hallucination appeared. It seemed that he raised his hand and hugged her, but suddenly he woke up for a second or two, but he found that he had never raised his hand.

"Xiao Guai..."

"Jun Moyan."

Wen Xiaoai grabbed his hand and looked at him with tears on his face.

“…Don’t cry.”

Jun Moyan couldn't open his eyes, his brain was drowsy, and he would fall asleep at any time.

"I don't cry, I don't cry." Wen Xiaoai wiped her tears randomly, but she still couldn't control her emotions.

She was afraid, she was afraid of death.

She was not afraid of Wu Zhihan just now.

At this moment, he was so panicked that he was at a loss.
Chapter completed!