"Qinghuan ......" Nan Yang's voice trembled slightly when he spoke, and his hand, stained with countless other people's blood, gently touched Qinghuan's ear, carefully, as if he was trying to trace the shape there.

"Nanyang, hurry up and bring her into the hall and go find Cheng Zhuming, the disciples who stayed there have wound medicine on their bodies. The rain here is getting heavier and heavier, and her wounds will become inflamed and die! Jun Qiao was so excited that he calmed down because of the sudden serious injury of Light Huan, and calmly kept warning Nan Yang.

“…… Will you be able to hold on? The rain on Nan Yang's face continued to slide down the contour of his face, and the hand holding the corner of Qinghuan's clothes was so tight that the joints protruded.

Junqiao sighed softly and turned his head to look behind him. The mechamon controlled by Wuji and Nameless has been blown up by the burst of gunpowder just now, and the control has become very difficult and almost scrapped. And Wugong was hurriedly talking to Nameless while hurriedly pulling the mecha beast back.

Jun Qiao turned back to look at Xiang Nanyang, his eyes were firm and firm: "Don't worry, there are still many mechanisms around the main hall, which are enough to resist for a while." ”

“…… Well, be careful. Nan Yang frowned and looked at the person in his arms, gritted his teeth and hugged Qing Huanheng, the sticky touch of flesh on Qing Huan's back made her hands tremble. She lowered her head slightly, and saw Qinghuan's pale face lying quietly on her chest, looking weak and bleak, and her white face crisscrossed with filthy dirt and bloodstains, terrifyingly quiet.

When she came out, she said that she would protect her. But now, as most of the time before, Qinghuan is protecting her openly and secretly.

Both of them were drenched, and Nan Yang carried Qinghuan into the corridor of the left hall as quickly as possible. Cheng Zhuming and the other five people were still cleaning up carefully on the bronze door, and they didn't bother to raise their heads. Bian Ziqian and a few Random Flower disciples stood aside, very silent.

"Child." Nan Yang gasped lightly in his mouth and called for Bianzi to take advantage of it.

Bian Zi took advantage of the look and saw that the white clothes on Nan Yang's body were stained with blood, and the light joy in her arms was even more strict, almost none of the moon-white clothes were not red, and even more so that there was blood dripping down on the back, and the corridors along the way were scattered with bloodstains.

"Light joy! ......" Bian Zi hurriedly stood up straight, walked over to Nan Yang, and carefully took Qinghuan from Nan Yang's hand.

Nan Yang grabbed Qinghuan's shoulders and didn't let Bian Zi take advantage of it. She squatted down and let Qinghuan sit on the ground, her upper body leaning on her arms.

"Master, what's wrong with my sister? She ......"

"Don't talk yet." Nan Yang interrupted the edge of the hand, found an angle, and carefully looked at Qinghuan's back.

The incision of the suit is in the shape of a long strip, the wound is distributed vertically and horizontally, and the burn is not in large patches, which should not have been blown by gunpowder. I think it was scratched by the mecha black iron piece that exploded when the gunpowder exploded, the wound was very deep, and the force of the explosion was enough to be comparable to the hidden weapon that the first master of martial arts flew out today.

Nan Yang bit his lower lip, reached out and grabbed the fragments of dark iron embedded in the wound on Qing Huan's back with his bare hands, and pulled out the fragments one by one with precision and speed. Several Ranhua disciples on the side all gathered around, and took out the wound medicine they were carrying and prepared it.

One of the female disciples in Tsing Yi spoke: "Nanyang Venerable, this girl has been bleeding, and if the wound is not treated, her life may be in danger. I am a disciple of Xinglin in the Ranhua Valley, I can temporarily stop the bleeding for this girl, you can transmit some true qi from this girl's veins, and I will give her medicine first. ”

Nan Yang nodded, and at some point the corners of his forehead were already sweating. She gave up her seat to the female disciple, who knelt down on one knee behind Qing Huan and sprinkled a bottle of medicinal powder in her hand onto her wound.

Nan Yang looked at Qing Huan's face intently, but Qing Huan was in a deep coma, and even if there was great pain in her body, her expression was still the same silence. Nan Yang slowly raised her hand stained with a lot of blood, touched Qinghuan's face with a little trembling, and gently wiped the dirty blood on her face, but her own hands were also stained with blood, and the more she wiped it, the more ugly it became.

"Master, don't worry, Senior Sister will be fine." Bian Zi couldn't do anything, so he could only stand aside and comfort Nan Yang, who looked a little abnormal.

“…… They all blame me for not protecting her. Nan Yang's voice was very low and a little hoarse.

"Master, it's okay, it's okay. When I returned to the North Punishment, I asked Uncle Yu Xiu to show my junior sister, Uncle Yu's medical skills are so good, my sister must be fine......" Bian Zi said while he was talking, his throat was a little sour, he stopped his voice in time, and tried to get rid of the choking in his throat.

The female disciple who drugged Qinghuan raised her eyes and looked at Nan Yang and Bian Zi, who were only staring at Qinghuan, and the fox eyes picked at the end of her eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of charm that could not be erased by nature was leaked out. She pursed her lips without a trace, took out a small porcelain bottle from her waist, opened the mouth of the bottle at an angle that no one could see, and a small Gu worm crawled up Qinghuan's back and burrowed into her terrible wound.

The female disciple tilted her head to watch the process, nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to treat Qing Huan's wounds, and no one seemed to notice her small movements.

"Boom-!!"

Suddenly there was a loud explosion outside, the previous explosion was not so loud, this one violently even shook the floor three times, so that everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

There was a cacophony of voices coming from the main hall, as if a large number of people were pouring in, followed by the clatter of the door closing, as if it had touched some mechanism, and the whole room was in operation.

Bian Zi quickly took off his robe and wrapped it around Qing Huan, Nan Yang picked up Qing Huan, and everyone began to approach the bronze gate.

Cheng Zhuming wiped a handful of sweat from his head and said indignantly: "Damn, didn't you say that you would delay for a while, why did you fight so fast!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Junqiao and Wuji rushed over from the main hall, and the four of them looked very hasty.

Jun Qiao didn't even care about wiping the rain on her face, and the rain mixed with blood fell to the floor along the corners of her clothes: "I can't bear it outside, I closed the mechanism of the gate, but the door won't last long." Cheng Gongzi, can this door be opened? ”

"Count to three hundred, and that's pretty much it." Cheng Candle said in a muffled voice.

All fell silent, and everyone secretly counted silently in their hearts. But the main hall was obviously not so quiet, and there were people outside trying to break the door with brute force, and from time to time there was a dull "knock, knock" crash. Every time the impact sounded, everyone's hearts sank a little deeper.

Nan Yang lowered her head slightly, rested her chin on the top of Qinghuan's hair, and muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear: "It's just that I haven't been optimistic about you for a while, why are you blocking in front of me again." ”

She paused, lowered her head and kissed lightly in her light hair, and said in a deep voice: "You'll be fine, I'm still waiting for us to go back to Beiqi together, you said you would cook for me." ”

"Two hundred and seventy-three...... Bian Zi read softly, his eyes fixed on the corridor leading to the main hall, if those people attacked before the bronze door opened, all of them were here, and they couldn't fly out with their wings inserted.

"Two hundred and seventy...... Two hundred and sixty-five ......"

"Boom-" "Click-" There was a strange sound suddenly, as if something had been broken.

Wuji looked at the astrolabe in his hand, and hurriedly said to Jun Qiao: "Gu Lord, the dragon rope of the Western Exchange has been broken. The gate is in danger. ”

Jun Qiao gritted his teeth: "The others continue to wait here, you three, follow me to the main hall to stop them." ”

"You're crazy, you can't come back if you go! Valley Lord, please think again. Bian Zi took advantage of the stop to stop Jun Qiao and persuaded him strictly.

"......" Junqiao wanted to speak and stopped, so he had to grit his teeth and wave his sleeves.

"Two hundred and twenty ......"

"Boom!"

"I'm really going crazy, I'm really going crazy......" A male disciple in Tsing Yi seemed to be unable to bear the torture of such a front and back attack, and covered his head in pain, "It's better to kill me directly......"

"Boom-"

"Click...... Click-"

"One hundred and ninety-five ......"

"Boom-boom-!!"

Wuji's face as he stared at the astrolabe changed abruptly: "Oh no, three of the four dragon ropes have been broken, Gu Lord, you stay here, let's go to the main hall first to delay time for you." ”

Before Junqiao could stop it, Wuji had already led Wugong and Nameless to rush out, and disappeared into the corridor in the blink of an eye.

"One hundred and seventy-three ......"

"Boom!" A dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from a muffled sound, as if half of the gate had been demolished, and then the sound of a large group of people attacking and killing became noisy, and someone shouted: "There is no one in the main hall, they must still be here!" Go search for me, and be sure to kill Junqiao! ”

Everyone breathed sluggishly, and couldn't help but get closer to the bronze gate, and soon the sound of the fight between the three of them to block the thieves came not far away, but fortunately they were guarding the narrow corridor and were in the position of a husband, so they could effectively control the thieves for the time being.

"One Hundred and Twenty-Five ......"

Cheng Zhuming raised his head suddenly: "A few farts!" You all come here, this door is too heavy, the control mechanism has long been broken, you pry it open with your sword! ”

Except for Nan Yang, who was holding Qinghuan, all the people with swords rushed forward, inserted their long swords into the side cracks of the door, and began to pry the door with enough internal force.

"Ah...... What kind of broken door is this......" Bian Zi took advantage of the pry until his face was red and his neck was thick, and his green tendons were bulging.

Nan Yang frowned, let Qinghuan stand on the ground, one hand tightly supported her waist to prevent her from slipping, the other hand pulled out the frost, and inserted it into the crack of the door, his eyes were sharp, but in the blink of an eye, the remaining patina on the door was supported and shattered into slag, and the door was pry open a crack heavily.

The sound of fighting on the other side of the corridor kept approaching the left hall, as if they knew that everyone was here, and everyone came here to fight with them.

"The door is open, get down!" Several men struggled to lift the bronze door to the size of a single person, and the few closest to the door jumped into the door.

When everyone entered the bronze gate one after another, Jun Qiao still hesitated to look at the end of the corridor, as if waiting for something.

"Junqiao, come down quickly." Nan Yang said loudly below.

“…… They ...... without themselves."

"They can't come back, you come down quickly!"

“……”

"Are you going to let them die here in vain? They are desperately trying to protect you, don't you protect yourself well? ”

Kimihashi bit his lip, his eyes were sour, and he finally glanced towards the end of the corridor, listening to the sound of killing getting closer and closer, and couldn't bear to close his eyes, and finally jumped under the bronze door.