Chapter 3177 The Real World 527

"Don't move." Bei Yutang frowned and ordered.

"It's really okay." Feng Lihen said indifferently.

He has suffered more serious injuries than this, and this injury is nothing.

Bei Yutang ignored him, took the medicine box from Daixiang's hand, opened it, and rummaged through it to find cotton cloth, alcohol, and various utensils.

"Bring it in your hand."

Feng Lihen obediently stretched out his hand. When Bei Yutang saw his wound again, his pupils shrank and his eyes were fixed on his palm.

"You are..."

Feng Lihen noticed the sudden change of expression on her face, and looked down, her deep eyes narrowed slightly.

Just now, the palm of the hand was still bloody, but the wound actually healed at this time.

If he wasn't injured and stained with bright red, he would probably think that what he saw before was just their illusion.

Feng Lihen looked at his hand in shock.

Bei Yutang glanced at him, and when he saw his expression, he understood, but he himself did not understand.

"Ming, are you there?" Bei Yutang called System Ming in his heart.

No one answered.

"deep?"

...

System Ming, who was hiding in the void, kept silent and pretended to be dead.

"deep?"

Can't hear, can't hear, can't hear...

The system meditated silently.

After Bei Yutang called out a few times, she was sure that it was really not there, so she stopped making a sound.

This is incredible.

She wouldn't be surprised if the world she was in was a fairy world or a magical world. However, there is no immortal cultivation, no magic, and no magical elements, but there is something that should not be there in the person in front of him.

Fortunately, this scene was only seen by the two of them.

Bei Yutang still bandaged his wound, and Feng Lihen obediently let her bandage it.

"Okay, don't touch the water." Bei Yutang warned as if nothing had happened.

"Well." Feng Lihen cooperated obediently.

Closing the medicine cabinet, she put the things back in the car.

Xiao Mo'er and Dark Night were making up for the men in black to avoid what happened before.

Feng Lihen walked to one of the black-clothed killers, tore off the clothes on his arm, and saw a black sickle branded on his arm.

Bei Yutang stared at the black sickle and felt a little familiar, "This black sickle looks familiar."

"Have you seen it?" Feng Lihen asked sideways.

Bei Yutang pondered for a moment, "This is like a sickle in the hands of the god of death."

At this time, the dark night came over and saw the sign, "It's the god of death."

Xue Qian, Xiao Daixiang and Xiao Mo'er didn't understand.

"The Grim Reaper is an extremely mysterious killer organization in the arena. They are active outside the territory and rarely go to the arena of the Central Plains. Now they have appeared, it seems that they want to re-enter the arena of the Central Plains." Dark night said solemnly.

"Death." Bei Yutang murmured.

She had never heard of this killer organization, not even in her previous life.

This life has really changed and become different.

"They didn't succeed this time, and they will come again next time. Next, we must all be vigilant." Dark night added another sentence.

"Have you packed everything?" Bei Yutang asked.

"Well, everything is done, you can go."

Just as Bei Yutang walked to the side of the carriage, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a book under the wheel that she hadn't picked up. She stretched out her hand.

When she got the book in her hand, there was an extra hand in the other corner of the book.

Bei Yutang was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the owner of the hand.