Seeing this scene, Mu Qingyu turned around without hesitation and rushed in the opposite direction of everyone.

The demon beast cloud lion glanced at the person who fell to the ground with one of the bleeding eyes, and chased in the direction of Mu Qingyu.

Chi Yuan and Chi Mi, who were lying on the ground, glanced at each other, and they hurriedly followed, who couldn't feel pain in their bodies.

On the other side, after confirming that the distance between him and Mo Fengling was far enough away, Mu Qingyu began to think about a way to get out.

Suddenly, as she was speeding forward, she was scratched on her back by a claw of a violently accelerating demon beast, and the special combat suit behind her was torn in an instant, and the blood spilling from the three deep bone-deep wounds on her back stained the only remaining fabric on her body.

Suffering from the tremendous impact and pain, she fell to the ground in an instant, and her face, which had been flushed from the rapid advance, turned extremely pale in an instant.

After falling to the ground, Mu Qingyu barely controlled his body and rolled a few times, trying to widen the distance from the demon beast.

Weak, she barely dodged several attacks from the demon beast, and then suffered a frontal attack from the demon beast in the abdomen again.

Mu Qingyu, who was covered in injuries and embarrassment, bent his body to cover his injured abdomen and fell to the ground, desperately watching the demon beast get closer and closer to him, his eyes were full of unwillingness and deeply hidden confusion and sadness.

At this moment, Mu Qingyu's mind involuntarily began to replay the experiences of her short and tragic life.

In the end, the image in her mind was frozen in the familiar temple when she "broke up" with Nandu.

If she could, she really wanted to go back and ask him if he had never been patriotic.

All kinds of negative emotions came to her face, and she only felt breathless in her heart.

In a trance, Mu Qingyu only felt that his heart was beating rapidly, and even the spirit beads connected to his heart were not willing to be lonely and swelled.

Finally, Mu Qingyu, who couldn't stand the pressure brought by the spirit bead, passed out.

At this moment, a little golden light appeared in the forest, which was a little gloomy due to the perennial silence, and everything around it was frozen in place as if time had been imprisoned.

The ninth-order demon beast Cloud Lion maintained a swooping posture and stopped in place, except that his eyes, which were wide because he was too frightened, were turning left and right.

The golden light above the forest had joined together in just a few breaths, emitting a strong and dazzling light.

The humidity and bacterial dust in the air were all purified at this moment, exuding a pure spiritual aura.

Blazing Yuan, who came with all his might, watched all this in shock, and only after a few seconds did he come back to his senses and lowered his head and waited quietly for something.

Eventually, a translucent tall figure with an indistinct face stepped out of the golden light.

Nan Du walked to Mu Qingyu's side, and looked at the very petite and pitiful girl on the ground who was curled up due to her injuries with complicated eyes.

Sighing helplessly, Nan Du squatted down and carefully hugged Mu Qingyu into his arms.

Mu Qingyu, who was in a coma, seemed to feel something, relaxed her body attachment and rubbed in Nan Dui's arms, muttering something in her mouth.

Nan Du picked Mu Qingyu up, and saw her very fragile and distressing appearance, and her body stiffened for a moment.

Nandui's eyes couldn't help but soften, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he still carried her to the edge of the tree and sat down.

When passing by the demon beast Cloud Lion, Nan Dui's eyes were cold and glanced at it, which was trembling with fear from the movement just now.