Chapter 1380: The Hand of the Ruler (4)

Shen Yanxiao muttered in a low voice: "How can anyone be so skilled for the first time." ”

Even if it's a god! Nor can I do it!

"Nice?" Xiu's voice sounded in Shen Yanxiao's ears.

Shen Yanxiao trembled slightly.

Why does she always feel that this question is very ambiguous?

Good?

Or is it bad?

If it's good, doesn't it mean that she was ...... It's very comfortable!!

If it's not good......

That is self-deception!

Shen Yanxiao felt that she shouldn't discuss this issue with Xiu at all, so she simply pretended to be dead.

Xiu didn't continue to challenge Shen Yanxiao's nerves, as the best of the eight races, even if it was something like "falling in love", he could be self-taught and talented.

After Shen Yanxiao poured more than a dozen bottles of healing potions, the injuries on her body had improved significantly, although the injuries on her arms were serious, but in the final analysis, they were only broken bones, unlike the three at the gate of the Moonlight Tribe, whose arms were directly cut off.

Breaking bones and connecting tendons, elves are born with a certain healing ability, coupled with the assistance of grandmaster-level elixirs, Shen Yanxiao can already clearly feel that his forcibly twisted bones are already beginning to heal slowly.

At this time, Shen Yanxiao didn't dare to move a bit, and the slightest mistake or omission might make the bones crooked.

Xiu just stood beside Shen Yanxiao's bed like that, without saying a word, his indifferent face couldn't show any emotion, if it weren't for Fang Cai's memory being too deep, Shen Yanxiao was about to think that what happened just now was not a dream she had.

It was a difficult stage for the bones to heal again, and Shen Yanxiao only felt that her arm was like countless ants gnawing on it, itchy and numb, and the feeling was more uncomfortable than slashing her with a knife.

Fine beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and Shen Yanxiao could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Outside Shen Yanxiao's door, An Yan lingered, she was already going crazy when she saw Shen Yanxiao's situation, she didn't have time to think about the origin of the human being who brought Shen Yanxiao back, she just wanted to see Shen Yanxiao safe and sound.

But she was standing in front of the door, but she didn't have the courage to push it open.

Shen Yanxiao is her granddaughter, she knows this, and Shen Yanxiao also knows it.

An Yan, who had been strong all his life, suddenly didn't know how to face Shen Yanxiao.

Knowing that Shen Yanxiao would not be so easy to fight against the rain shadow, but she still chose the safety of the Moonlight tribe, she was sorry for Shen Yanxiao, and she had no shame to face her again.

"Chief." An Feng walked to An Yan's side, and saw the loneliness on An Yan's face, which had always been strong, he felt a little unbearable, he didn't know Shen Yanxiao's identity, Shen Yanxiao was the benefactor of the Moonlight Tribe to him, and he thought that An Yan's loneliness and guilt were another layer of cold.

"The three spirits brought by the Rain Shadow are dead, and the Rain Shadow is sent away." An Fengdao.

An Yan was slightly stunned.

"The human did it?" No matter how strong Shen Yanxiao is, it is impossible to be a pair of three, An Yan can only think of that amazing human being.

"I don't know, the rain shadow is seriously injured, if it weren't for the Tree of Life fruit given to her by the Elf King, she would have died." An Bong's heart palpitated, and he was shocked to see the blood stains in front of the gate of the Moonlight Tribe, and the Rain Shadow did not die, because every saint will have a fruit of the Tree of Life, which is the second life of the elves, and because of this, the Rain Shadow escaped.