Is the corpse king's life worth it? He laughed, "Handsome guy, what's your name?"
He was also happy: "You can call me Sogying."
The corner of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth twitched and she couldn't help but chuckle: "Fly? Why do you call me such a disgusting name?"
Souei looked at her like she was an idiot: "It's Souei, the shadow of a shadow, not a fly. The pronunciation is so different that you can confuse it. I'm convinced."
Xiahou Huan'er laughed dryly: "I'm sorry, the language has regional differences, please call me Liu." Their current identities are not easy to be exposed.
Cang Ying suddenly pursed her lips and smiled: "Isn't it Xia Liu?"
Xiahou Huan'er was startled. This fly was intentional. He immediately glared and became angry: "You are so dirty."
Hearing this, Souei laughed heartily. Unexpectedly, this employer was quite interesting.
"You're making fun of me, come here quickly, we have to go to the hospital, you carry him." Xia Houhuan'er glared at him and pulled out Dongfang Xing who had just been put aside.
Cang Ying smiled sullenly and walked over. When his hand was placed on Dongfang Xing's pulse, his face changed slightly. His fingers went to explore the pulse on his neck. Before his hand could touch it, Xia Hou Huan'er was immediately touched.
She slapped him away and stared at him displeased: "What are you doing?"
Souei's face was solemn: "Liu, he is dead."
Xia Hou Huan'er's pretty face suddenly darkened, and her shining black eyes were immediately filled with violent murderous intent. She stared at him sinisterly: "Damn you, if you have the guts to say that again, I will destroy you."
Souei's face suddenly froze. This man was really dead and had no pulse at all. He wondered if there was something wrong with her brain.
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him fiercely: "I'm not crazy, and I'm not stupid either."
Will a madman admit that he is mad?
Souei was a little worried. If he didn't get paid by then, wouldn't his work have been in vain?
Seeing that his face was a little shaken, Xiahou Huan'er immediately smiled and said comfortingly: "Since you promised to protect us, you have to trust me, I will not default on my debt."
"Okay, since you insist, I don't have anything to say, but it's not suitable for him to go to the hospital. First, it's too ostentatious." He said, looking at her cautiously, "Second, when he goes to the hospital, the doctor will also
Treat him as if he were dead."
"What should we do? There was a gunshot wound on his back. I just took out the bullet and bandaged it." Xiahou Huan'er became anxious.
Sogying pondered for a moment and said, "Let's find a place first."
Xiahou Huan'er nodded, that was all she could do now.
So, Cang Ying carried Dongfang Xing on his back, and the group looked for a place to live.
Souei said that it would be easy to be targeted by hired killers if they walked around the city, so they chose a relatively remote farmhouse and rented a house.
Xiahou Huan'er asked for the medicine box to apply medicine to Dongfang Xing's back. When she took off the bandage on his back, a look of surprise appeared on her face.
"Liu, what's wrong?" Souei saw her expression was strange, so he walked over and asked.
Xiahou Huan'er's eyes sparkled, and she almost couldn't help crying with joy. Her fingertips moved on his back and her voice was hoarse: "His wound healed on its own."
He has the ability to help people heal, and he has the ability to heal himself.
She always believed in him.
He really didn't disappoint her.
Dongfang Xing, you are the strongest.
"Are you sure?" Cang Ying's face was filled with disbelief. There was such a godly person, even though he was obviously dead.