A wisp of blood slid down the corner of Mu Jue's lips.
Mu Jue gritted his teeth tightly and pursed his lips, as if he was suppressing something.
At this time, Mo Huan had already extended a helping hand and helped Bao Jinghan up from the ground. He checked her up and down, and saw that her face was even more embarrassed than before, and he was even more worried: "Han, this won't work.
Let me see your wounds, you are like this..."
"No need, I know my own body and I can still hold it." Holding Mo Huan's hand, Bao Jinghan slowly sat down on the spot and gave her a reassuring smile, "Keep it up.
That's fine. If I can get out, this little injury is nothing. If I can't get out, it's just a countdown to my little life. But he... Mr. Mu, are you okay? What did you just tell me?
Come on, a complete ancestral grave? Could it be that you have dug it before?"
"You...Bao Jinghan, cough..."
Looking at her forced face, Mu Jue's heart seemed to be in a state of confusion.
Inadvertently, I suppressed the smell of fishy sweetness and blurted it out involuntarily.
Compared with the flirtatious red before, Mou Jue is like a goddess now, vomiting blood for free.
And Miss Bo is still a cold-blooded and ruthless girl with a sharp tongue. How can she not make up for it when he is in such a miserable state?
"You'd better stop spitting out the blood and swallow it back quickly. No one in this damn place can give you a blood transfusion. If you vomit like this for free, even if you can get out later, you have to confess. Isn't this a waste of time!"
"Ahem...ahem...Bao Jinghan, you must be my nemesis!"
Bo Jinghan only heard him calling her name, and the second half of what he said was mumbled and she couldn't hear clearly at all. However, she could distinguish the word "nemesis" and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, holding herself up with a half-smile.
This weak body nodded seriously: "I agree with your assessment, nemesis. But obviously, I am the one who defeated you."
Mu Jue rolled his eyes.
He now refuses to talk to this woman.
He was afraid that if he said a few more words, he would be angry to death.
still……
Clenching his fists, Mu Jue gritted his teeth and said, "Come here, and I'll teach you how to open that room. As for the things inside, it's your business to deal with them, but it has nothing to do with me..."
He spoke intermittently, and his breath continued to bully. In the past, it would have only taken a moment, but now, it took him nearly five minutes to explain clearly.
Then he told Bo Jinghan and Mo Huan again and again not to bring his poor injured patient with them. He also rarely showed weakness, saying that he was seriously injured and not suitable for moving. He also glanced at Bo Jinghan and complained,
If he was allowed to stay with her, his 'nemesis', he was afraid that instead of dying due to external injuries, he would be finished due to internal injuries.
However, in normal times, if the circumstances were different, even if Mu Jue was injured and could only breathe, Bo Jinghan and Mo Huan, two evil-hearted women, would not hesitate to grab him by the collar and support him wherever he went.
But in this damn place, there is no need to waste this energy. After all, this place is sealed from the outside, unless someone controls the security system of the entire basement from the outside.
Apart from opening the door to this area, there is really no other way for them to get out.
So, Bo Jinghan and Mo Huan simply stopped tormenting Mu Jue, who had gone from external injuries to internal injuries, and instead supported each other and walked towards the unopened room...
