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The shape of the gap is the same as the ore inlaid on the fishbone earrings that Bai Chunian was wearing at this time.
"This is my heart and the source of water on the entire planet. I broke off a small piece for you before." Rimbaud leaned close to him and chuckled in his ear, "This is my most precious thing, human beings will Saying 'mission' is an apt word."
Lan Bo took him out of his hand. Bai Chunian looked at his hand in surprise. There was no blood or water on it, but the fine lines on the skin became very light, and the nails grew a lot.
"How about it, it's fun." Rimbaud cut his nails short with chemical steel scissors, "The heart of the living, the source of life, is the opposite of the Dead Sea Heart Rock given to you."
"Good guy, it's amazing..." Bai Chunian compared his two hands in surprise. The hand he just pulled out looked like a newborn's, smooth and white, and the gun calluses and scars on his hand had disappeared. .
He brought the medicine box, opened a new bag of bandages, and wrapped Rimbaud around the wound tightly against the skin. He tied a delicate little bow on the side of his waist, and then held Rimbaud between his legs. He crossed his legs around him, resting his chin on his shoulder, rubbing in frustration.
"Why are you still feeling uncomfortable, you said it doesn't hurt." Rimbaud raised his hand and rubbed his face, "I tried very hard to make you happy."
"I don't know. You want to prove that you won't die, but I think you are more vulnerable. You don't look like a creature in reality, and I don't think I came up with it myself. I'm a little afraid of what's going to happen." Bai Chunian He released a soothing pheromone to make his wound heal faster, "I don't need to coax me, I'll see you the happiest when I wake up."
Lan Bo laughed again, turned around and sat on Bai Chunian's crotch, put his hands on his neck, tilted his head and kissed his lips, and the tip of his tongue touched the tips of his teeth: "Obe?"
Bai Chunian's Adam's apple moved.
The doorbell downstairs suddenly rang, and the two of them were interrupted. Bai Chunian remembered that this was Brother Han's house. If he was too presumptuous in his bed, he would definitely be taught a lesson by him again.
Han Xingqian received a message from Lan Bo that Bai Chunian had returned to his humanoid form, so he put down his work, brought medicines and monitoring equipment, and drove over here.
It was still the door that Rimbaud came to open. As soon as the door was opened, a sticky smell of white thorn rose and brandy entangled in it rushed out. Han Xingqian knew what they were doing in his home, he sighed deeply, and said with a headache. : "Is there anything special about my office and home that attracts you?"
Rimbaud was in a good mood, and raised the corners of his lips: "Then what reward do you want?"
"Come on, last time you threw a Han Dynasty cultural relic to my teacher, which scared the old man." Han Xingqian rarely saw him smile, and he couldn't help but sway his eyes by this bright face. extravagance.
He went upstairs with Rimbaud directly and asked by the way, "Is he sleeping now?"
"Wake up. Dry on the balcony."
Lan Bo pushed open the bedroom door. Since the doors and windows of the balcony were wide open, the pheromone smell inside was almost dispersed. Bai Chunian stood by the balcony railing with his back to them, as if he was staring intently at the railing. of two sparrows.
"Xiao Bai." Han Xingqian called him, but Bai Chunian didn't respond.
Lan Bo also noticed the strangeness and walked quickly towards the balcony, but Bai Chunian's left hand had been replaced by the lion's claw. Pierced through, Bai Chunian crouched down, stuffed the half-dead sparrow into it, swallowed it, and licked the blood on the tip of his paw.
Lan Bo was stunned, Bai Chunian turned around abruptly, the corners of his eyes were raised, the center had lost the pupil, and the whole eye was burning with blue ghost fire, very similar to the lionization last night.
Han Xingqian said decisively, "Lan Bo, hold him down!"
He put down the equipment box, rushed up with Lan Bo from both directions of the balcony, dragged Bai Chunian down when he was about to jump on the railing and jumped down, Han Xingqian held his legs, Lan Bo Press on him, fold his hands back, and draw a dead sea heart rock chain from the collar to bind it firmly.
After more than ten minutes of tossing, they managed to control Bai Chunian, who had almost turned into a lion again. Bai Chunian struggled and roared all over the floor, no different from an out-of-control beast.
Han Xingqian wiped off his sweat, let Lanbo hold him, took out a dissociating agent, lifted the cloth on his back, touched a spot along his spine with his fingertips, and quickly stabbed the soft needle into it, The potion was injected into the spine, and the blue ghost fire in Bai Chunian's eyes was extinguished again. The white lion mimicry on his body subsided, and he lay on the ground weakly, his eyes and pupils were scattered, his mouth was slightly open and he gasped for short breaths.
A bloodstain was scratched on Lan Bo's face by his sharp claws, and Han Xingqian also dealt with Lan Bo.
Rimbaud showed no expression, the wound on his face slowly healed, but his eyes darkened. He sat on the ground silently with his hands on his knees, looking at Xiaobai who was lying on the ground with slack eyes and panting, and gently poked his fingertips. He murmured to himself, "He was fine just now."
"This is the period of evil, the precursor to the period of deterioration. Indiscriminate destruction and massacre are their factory settings. Even though Xiaobai has lived among us for four years, his habits have been assimilated by humans, but he still can't resist his instincts. Let him go. Going out will cause large-scale disasters like the immortal undead." Han Xingqian took out the monitoring equipment and took it to Bai Chunian, and drew a few tubes of blood for him.
After the injection of the dissociating agent, Bai Chunian was too weak to move. Rimbaud took him to bed, then used Dead Sea Heart Rock to chain his neck and limbs, and then closed the doors and windows of the balcony tightly.
"I don't plan to take the risk of transferring him. I'll wait for a few senior professors from the Medical Association to come over for consultation. Wait, don't worry." Han Xingqian left the monitoring equipment in the bedroom, tossed for a long time, and went to the pantry Pour a glass of water.
Lan Bo sat opposite him, holding the black tea cup handed over by Han Xingqian, looking out of the window in a trance.
"By the way, I heard that the fishermen rescued by the PBB ship jointly petitioned the Fisheries Association to cast a statue for you and place it in the Marina Square." Han Xingqian wanted Lanbo to relax, took out his mobile phone and browsed the web page.Show him the photo and want him to divert his attention and not get too anxious.