He Xi took a deep breath, walked slowly to the boy's side, and knelt down slowly in front of him.
Two pairs of similar phoenix eyes looked at each other, and the lingering purple light waved and flowed.
He Xi whispered in an unprecedented soft tone: "Hey, sit still and don't move, let me have a look, okay?"
The boy tilted his head, and made an inexplicable sound in his throat, and then, like a well-behaved shepherd dog, he squatted on his legs, with his hands hanging on his chest.
His instinctive actions made Hexi's heart ache, even though this is only Nalan Hexi's younger brother, seeing his situation, Hexi also felt distressed.
She didn't hesitate anymore, and checked the structure of the helmet.
Just looking at it, Hexi's eyes were full of killing intent.
Nalan Zhengze was really sinister and vicious. The helmet on the boy's head had a needle as fine as a hair connected to his brain nerves.
If it was removed by force, the needle would pierce the boy's Baihui acupoint, causing him to bleed to death immediately, even if he was a genius doctor, he might not be able to save him in time.
Moreover, fortunately, when Nalan Zhengze was here just now, Nangong Yu stopped him from acting rashly.
Because there is a secret formation in this helmet, the control is probably in the hands of Nalan Zhengze. Once there is a change just now, Nalan Zhengze will probably activate the formation and let the boy be buried with him.
Hehe, Dr. Nalan is really ruthless and vicious.
Hexi didn't dislike the dirty smell on the young man's body at all, patted him on the shoulder lightly, and then took out a silver needle.
The silver needle pierced into the helmet and quickly stabbed a few times. After a while, there was a clicking sound on the helmet.
The needle shot upwards and pierced straight into the ceiling of the cave.
The helmet that was originally covering the boy's beam was also split in two and fell to the ground.
Nangong Yu raised the illuminating spar and let the light fall on the boy's face.
It was a pale face without a trace of blood. Due to the extrusion of the helmet, this face looked extremely thin, but it could not conceal the boy's outstanding facial features and delicate appearance.
Although this face was not so outstanding that it would overwhelm the country, it was 50% similar to He Xi's appearance in men's clothing.
Nangong Yu knew without even guessing that this should be Nalan Hexi's real younger brother.
He Xi stared blankly at the young man in front of him.
The boy seemed a little unaccustomed to having the heavy things removed from his face, his dirty hands formed the shape of claws, and he kept trying to scratch his face.
There was a whining sound in his mouth, which sounded like the sound made by a little milk dog.
Hexi reached out and pressed his hand, said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."
The pure water spiritual power condensed in the palm of her hand, and slowly brushed against the boy's hand full of mud and food residue.
The washed hands looked as pale as the face, thin and bony.
What was even more frightening was that these hands were covered with fine and dense scars, some of which hadn't even healed yet, and were red and swollen due to infection.
When I saw the scars on the young man's wrist, I thought they were strangled by iron chains, but now I realized that these were not traces of strangulation at all, but... but cut out by sharp blades.
Hexi gently stroked the boy's red and swollen scar, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"
The boy seemed to sense her depression, and immediately let out a whining sound.
Then, he made a movement that shocked Hexi.