The anger in Feng Xuelan's heart was much dissipated by Li Qinghui's stupid appearance. She raised her head, took a deep breath, and asked Li Qinghui, "Is your medical skills very good?"

Li Qinghui was stunned when he heard the words, "Xuelan, don't you know?"

Feng Xuelan raised the corners of her mouth, "Yes, I know that your medical skills are very good, so..." She raised her hand and pointed to the distance, and said to him, "I don't want that man to die, you can keep him. Fate?"

Only then did Li Qinghui follow her fingers to see Nard lying in the distance.

Nard was lying there on his back, his wrists bleed with blood.

Li Qinghui walked over to take a closer look, and couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning. No wonder this cruel man lay here motionless, his only remaining hand, Tejin was also picked off.

This was what Feng Xuelan did just now, because Naard was still able to pull the trigger after a shot in his wrist. Only by breaking his tesser can he truly lose his resistance.

Li Qinghui went to the car and took out the medical kit to give Narde an emergency treatment, but as soon as his hand touched Narde's wrist, Narde slammed him away.

Even if he lost his hands, Nard's eyes still showed a fierce light. He stood up and looked at Feng Xuelan, and snorted coldly, "Miao Na, you disappointed me too much."

Feng Xuelan stepped over and kicked him down, then slammed on his wrist and said to Li Qinghui, "We still have something to say, you do your thing."

This is the first time that Li Qinghui has treated a patient's wounds in such a situation. He finally understands now that as a owl wolf doctor, he can face any situation.

Nard gritted his teeth and endured the pain, saw Li Qinghui suturing his wounds quickly, turned his head to look at the wind and snow, and said coldly, "I told you countless times, no matter what the situation, Don't leave the enemy's life. Miona, have you forgotten what I taught you!"

Feng Xuelan looked condescendingly at Nard's bloodless face, and she smiled.

"Nard, do you know how embarrassed you are now?" Feng Xuelan knelt down, patted Nard on the cheek with a dagger, and smiled, "Although I changed my body and face, But I have not forgotten anything you taught me, and I will never forget it in the future. You should know that on the black island, I want to kill you every day. The things you taught me, Didn't make me strong enough to kill you. But now I can end your life at any time, do you know why?"

Nard looked at the wind and snow, and the coldness in his eyes wavered.

Feng Xuelan raised the corner of his mouth and told him, "Because I am no longer fighting alone anymore."

Narder snorted disdainfully, "Only weak wild dogs can hunt for food in groups, Myona, have you become that kind of thing?"

Feng Xuelan ignored Nard's mockery. She fiddled with the dagger in her hand and said, "When I became Feng Xuelan, I realized that this world is much bigger than I originally knew. There is more than darkness in this world. , There is light. There is not only cruelty, but also beauty. There is not only destruction and killing, but also rescue and protection. Nard, you taught me how to save my life in the most cruel way in that dark world I’m lingering, but now someone is using other methods to teach me how to protect the most important things and enjoy life in this beautiful world."

The tip of the knife slowly poked into Nard's cheek, and a trace of blood leaked from the tip of the knife.

"You did say before that the person I trust will be the one that will kill me. In the day of tomorrow, it will indeed be like this." Feng Xuelan looked at the bright red blood, stood up and turned to look. When Li Qinghui had treated the wound on his wrist, he said coldly to Naard, "But you, the frog at the bottom of the well, will never understand the story of the owl wolf."

After saying this, Feng Xuelan turned around and saw that Li Qinghui was about to pack up those medical supplies, and stopped him saying, "Qinghui, there are more."

Are there any more?

Li Qinghui looked at Fengxuelan suspiciously, and saw that she walked to Nard's feet, and unexpectedly dropped the knife in her hand, cutting down Naard's hamstrings with two cuts!

This desolate place resounded through Nard's heartbroken shouts, but Feng Xuelan remained unmoved, stomping on one of his legs and pointed at Li Qinghui, "Here."

Li Qinghui was stunned.

He saw Feng Xuelan's extremely cold side. She was like a devil, exuding a dangerous atmosphere.

But Li Qinghui still involuntarily approached, stretched out his hand, and cautiously took Feng Xuelan's hand.

"It's... no longer need to do such a thing, this person definitely can't hurt others anymore..." Li Qinghui said with a frown.

Feng Xuelan looked at Li Qinghui, thinking he was sympathizing with this Naard. But looking at Li Qinghui's gaze, Feng Xuelan realized that it was not the case again. Li Qinghui was worried for her.

Feng Xuelan smiled again.

It was someone like Li Qinghui, who would never appear next to the former Miona. Nard could never understand how pleasant it is to get along with such a person.

Feng Xuelan threw the dagger to Li Qinghui and said with a smile, "Okay, I won't trouble you anymore, just take care of these two wounds."

Li Qinghui put away the dagger and let out a sigh of relief.

He began to treat the two wounds, and Feng Xuelan found that Naard was no longer moving.

She let go of her foot, came over, and looked at Nard's deep eyes. Under the sun, she seemed to see through the things hidden in them for the first time.

Putting away the cold disguise, Nard was already desperate at this moment.

Feng Xuelan sat down cross-legged and said to him, "You should have felt it too, the vibration of the ground. The Owl wolf people are coming soon, and I have a few more words to ask you."

Nard raised the corners of his mouth and made a low voice, "Do you want to do the torture?"

Feng Xuelan shook his head and said, "That doctor is very long-winded, and I won't let him treat you more wounds. So if I ask you something, if you don't want to say it, just assume I haven't asked."

"Okay, you can ask." Naard replied in a cool manner.

In the distance, yellow sand rose.

Feng Xuelan asked, "I have never understood why you have such a special position in the day of tomorrow. Do you have any secrets from them?"

Feeling the vibration of the ground getting stronger and stronger, Nard looked at the storm and smiled.

"Muna, I thought you were going to ask me about the things I believed."

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