She rushed to the place where Feng Qingyi was as fast as she could.

When I saw the person curled up on the ground with blood dripping from it, my nose turned sore.

How afraid of an injured child should be to use such a posture to heal when he is so seriously injured?

Who can know that a heartless person who laughs in front of outsiders will **** his wound in this posture in a place where there is no one with people?

It's like an abandoned little beast, a little beast that no one loves and no one loves.

"Qingyi!" Yue shouted softly.

The man on the ground did not move.

The moon gently landed beside him, and when he straightened his curled body, he realized that he had fainted.

Seeing the bloody wounds on his body, Yue Qing felt that his heart was being pulled tightly, and it was so difficult to even exhale simply.

She knew exactly how these wounds came about, because she had them on her body.

She also finally knew that it didn't take long to force a confession, and she also used the fastest speed to enter the center of the whirlpool, why the blood stains on Feng Qingyi's body looked like they had fallen into the whirlpool for a long time.

Because, after he fell into the whirlpool, he didn't release his mysterious power to resist, and he didn't even protect the vital point.

Is he really stupid? Stupid enough to be cut by the space with musculoskeletal cuts, he won't resist?

No!

Just because it was his dearest uncle and aunt who filmed him into the whirlpool.

Yue's tears fell, and she already understood the reason why Feng Qingyi didn't resist.

When the pain in his body becomes more and more intense, what kind of mental journey will he have? still treat her as faith, or the fresh heart has become dead silent in the increasingly intense pain.

Tears melted on his face, and the blood stains faded.

Never before, Yue Qingyi had never seen Feng Qingyi have such a look, frowning, her face was full of sadness, as if the faith in her heart had collapsed overnight.

In addition to her grief, a flame of anger grew in her heart, spreading like a spark in her heart.

The person who dared to take advantage of Feng Qingyi's trust and dependence on her to recklessly hurt, she would never let it go!

Her Xuan power continued to enter Feng Qingyi's body, and coupled with the divine pill she had obtained earlier, Feng Qingyi's blood-soaked wounds gradually healed.

Tsukiki saw his closed eyes twitch for a moment, and a soft smile appeared on his lips.

Feng Qingyi opened his eyes, perhaps because he had fainted for a while, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of thin veil, and it was hazy and unreal.

He rolled his neck and stared at the moon for a long time, his facial expression twitching.

Will he indifferently push away the moon and gently look away, or will he throw himself into the moon and cry sadly?

No, he didn't have any!

He just opened his mouth wide and let out a deafening scream: "Ah! Hell! ”

Looking at the people who jumped up and flashed to the side, Yue was slightly stunned.

"Flat-faced ghost, don't want to take away the master's chastity! Haste as a law, toot! ”

"Qingyi!" Yue shouted softly and helplessly, and the sadness in her heart turned invisible in an instant.

Look, Feng Qingyi has such a skill, which can make a person who is so sad that his liver and intestines are broken that he can recover in the blink of an eye.

"Huh? How do you know about the master? When did you become so famous? The master didn't even know it! ”