The hands of the old man in black robes suddenly shot out from his sleeves, as fast as lightning, and they were able to slap Song Wushuang's waist.
Song Wushuang was taken aback. She did not expect that the black-robed old man's cultivation was already so deep, and the timing of his attack was so clever that she was unable to respond in time in this short period of time.
Peng!
The old man in black robe slapped his hands on Song Wushuang's waist, and immediately slapped her away.
Li Tianchen was frightened and angry for a moment, and the light suddenly shot out from his body, but he used the Buddha-killing knife with all his strength.
The light was destructive, passing through the air, and passed through the body of the black-robed old man in the blink of an eye.
The old man in black robe showed a hint of shock, and the next second, his body split into two, blood spattered, and he fell to the ground.
However, before the old man in black robe fell, there was a strange look in his eyes.
Contains emotions such as evil, helplessness, pride, etc...
The body of the old man in black robe fell to the ground and instantly turned into blood.
Li Tianchen's figure had already landed in front of Song Wushuang and caught her. Then, without hesitation, he activated nine flying needles and pierced several key points on her waist.
Song Wushuang accidentally hit the palm of the black-robed old man. The strange aura penetrated into her body like poison, and was rapidly corroding muscles, bones, blood vessels, etc. If she didn't control it quickly, her body would be destroyed.
Lose.
"There is something weird here!" Song Wushuang said with a solemn look on his beautiful face, with a hint of pain: "You have to be careful."
Li Tianchen said: "I will be careful, don't move around, and try your best to control that weird aura."
If Li Tianchen hadn't kept her alive, she wouldn't have been attacked by surprise.
Therefore, Li Tianchen felt guilty in his heart.
Song Wushuang was lying in Li Tianchen's arms. There was a trace of nostalgia deep in his heart. He did not break away and said reluctantly: "I can't blame you. No one would have thought that this person has practiced weird magic."
Li Tianchen nodded lightly, helped Song Wushuang sit down, and said, "I want to see your injuries."
Although he was aware of the situation inside Song Wushuang's body, Li Tianchen did not have the nerve to use his distraction to investigate carefully. After all, if he used his distraction, her body would be displayed in front of him without any obstruction.
"Look!" Song Wushuang closed his eyes and said softly.
Li Tianchen glanced at her and saw that although she spoke straightforwardly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, showing that she was also a little nervous and shy inside.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before, not to mention this time it's to check her injuries."
Li Tianchen muttered in his heart, and immediately took out the Buddha-killing knife and cut the clothes around her waist, revealing Song Wushuang's slender waist.
However, at this moment, two dark blood-colored palm prints appeared on Song Wushuang's fair skin, and they were deeply impressed. It was shocking and chilling.
Fortunately, he used the flying needle immediately to control the evil aura, otherwise Song Wushuang's lungs and organs would have been damaged.
But even so, Song Wushuang's body was seriously injured, and a large piece of his waist was completely destroyed.
"I want to help you peel off this piece of rotten flesh!"
Li Tianchen said in a deep voice.
Song Wushuang's delicate body trembled slightly. Women care about their bodies, even every piece of skin.
"Go ahead!" Song Wushuang was also a doctor and understood the seriousness of the situation, so he said without hesitation.
Li Tianchen took a gentle breath, and gently swung the Buddha-killing knife in his hand, emitting a strange luster, and landed on the skin of Song Wushuang's waist, cutting open.
This was the first time that Li Tianchen used the Buddha-killing Sword and performed the "Medical Sword Technique".
With skillful use of the knife, it landed exactly between the palm print and the adjacent muscles, without missing a single point or missing a point.
In two minutes, the body on Song Wushuang's waist that was damaged by the palm print was cut off by Li Tianchen. It was still on the ground. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a piece of blood, quickly seeped into the sand, and disappeared without a trace.
Song Wushuang's waist was exposed with bloody flesh and bones.
This kind of pain was comparable to scraping bones to heal an injury, but during this process, Song Wushuang gritted his teeth tightly, his face was determined, and he did not cry out.
Li Tianchen secretly praised her, he quickly took out the healing medicine from the golden dragon belt, applied it on the wound, and then bandaged her with the bandage he brought with him.
Looking at Song Wushuang's pretty face, which was slightly pale and pitiful, Li Tianchen's voice unconsciously became softer and said, "You're fine. You're currently recovering from your injuries in the Xumi Ice Lotus Little World."
"I can." Song Wushuang took a gentle breath, her palm flickered, and a small and exquisite black metal coffin appeared in the palm of her hand.
"This is the forensic mirror coffin of our Song family. It is an artifact for tracing the cause of death." Song Wushuang said, "I can use it to trace the missing blood."
Li Tianchen frowned slightly, not wanting her to move anymore, but seeing her firm expression, he didn't stop her.
"Okay." Li Tianchen nodded.
Song Wushuang's pretty face was solemn, and she silently recited the incantation. Then she saw the forensic mirror coffin suddenly flashed, circled on the ground, and then quickly got under it.
Li Tianchen's heart moved slightly. He followed it quietly in his distraction, and found that the forensic mirror coffin was extremely strange. It shuttled extremely fast underground, going several miles deep, and soon it was out of the scope of his distracted investigation.
"This forensic mirror coffin really has some tricks up its sleeve." Li Tianchen nodded secretly.
"Found it!" Song Wushuang's eyes lit up and he said: "It is 362 meters to the left and about 13 miles below."
"Can you move around?" Li Tianchen asked.
"No problem." Song Wushuang said, and his figure swept to the left.
However, Song Wushuang's movements were shaky and extremely unnatural.
"Let me do it."
Just when Song Wushuang gritted his teeth and persisted, Li Tianchen's palm gently held her arm, supported her body, and said softly: "Until you recover from your injury, I will take care of you."
Song Wushuang was slightly stunned, staring blankly at the young man beside her. Those warm words and concerned eyes... the softness in her heart was touched.
"It's all his fault. It's only natural for him to take care of me." Song Wushuang thought to himself.
However, Song Wushuang knew deep down that she was deceiving herself and others.