Mu Jiujiu only felt a sharp blade-like wind pass through his back—

Immediately after, a clear tingling came in.

"Hmm-"

She couldn't help but snort and buried herself completely in the man's arms.

Although I was wearing a robe, I could still feel the warm body temperature of the person under me and the texture of my skin.

He was cold before, but now he seems to have recovered a bit, which is good.

Wen Yuan has a very comfortable aroma, but it is not rich, not the sweet fragrance of flowers and fruits.

The smell was a little distant, a little cold, like the wind blowing across the sea and mountains, with a little smell of ice and snow, brushing her cheeks.

It feels a little distant, but it's reassuring.

Wen Yuan was stunned by her pounce at first.

He had a reflex to avoid it just now, but the moment she approached him, he suddenly didn't want to get out of the way.

Wen Yuan fell to the ground, the ground was hard, but the person in his arms was very soft.

Her face was as white as snow in front of him, her lips were slightly red, and he could feel her warm breath and the sweet breath all over her body.

But in the next second, he felt that something was wrong.

- There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Wen Yuan helped Mu Jiujiu up, and found that the robe on her back had been cut into a long hole, and then he saw the dazzling red on Ruyu's skin.

There was a lot of blood on her robe, and because of her fair skin, the wound was even more glaring.

Wen Yuan's eyes sank slightly.

He stood up, swept his gaze over the people in the temple, and said in a low voice, "Who was it just now?" ”

Obviously, his tone was very calm, but the people in the temple felt that his words were like quenching the ice in an extremely cold place.

At this time, Duan Qianxiao also noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly came over, and saw the wound on Mu Jiujiu's back, and looked shocked.

Duan Qianxiao immediately took out the healing ointment from the storage bag.

"It's fine." Mu Jiujiu saw his movements and said softly.

It's just a flesh injury, she has been through so much these days, and she suddenly feels that this injury is nothing.

"How can it be okay? It hurt so badly. Duan Qianxiao's face was serious.

Before, he thought that the two were playing, but it turned out to be this kind of thing.

Duan Qianxiao frowned, it seemed that his vigilance was not enough.

obviously promised Brother Canglan to take care of her.

Mu Jiujiu looked at him and wondered, "Is the wound very big?" ”

Duan Qianxiao: "Yes." ”

Mu Jiujiu was stunned.

Can she say that she doesn't feel it at all?

Only the stinging pain was obvious at the moment when the wound was cut, and then she was completely unconscious, and she thought that the wound was small and had stopped bleeding.

Mu Jiujiu subconsciously touched his back, stretched out his hand to look in front of his eyes, and found blood on his hands.

"How so......" she muttered.

Had she lost her sense of pain?

Wen Yuan on the side glanced at her, only to see her staring blankly at her blood-stained hands, with a blank expression.

A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he said to Duan Qianxiao: "You take care of her first, and I'll go and solve this matter." ”

Duan Qianxiao just wanted to ask him how he planned to solve it, but he saw Wen Yuan walking out with his sword raised.

His eyes were dark, his voice was colder than ice and snow, and he looked around and said, "Let me ask again, who did it?" ”

Some people in the crowd couldn't get used to his style, and sneered: "The tone is not small." ”

Wen Yuan looked in the direction of the sound, didn't say anything, directly drew his sword and slashed into the air.

A chilling air current immediately hit the man!

The man who spoke out was startled, and immediately used his spiritual power to build a barrier.

But the air flow went straight through the barrier—

Only a "bang" was heard, and the barrier was torn apart!

The man then puffed out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

His whole body twitched for a moment, and then he didn't move.

The corners of the man's mouth were still bloody, his eyes still maintained the look of consternation before death, and a bloody hole in his chest kept bubbling out.

The air in the temple became strange and quiet, and everyone looked at Wen Yuan in front of them with a complicated and jealous look.

Even before the two of them had come into close contact, that person killed him with just a sword aura.

Wen Yuan still had no expression on his face, and said lightly: "Let me ask again, who was it just now, did anyone see it?" ”

A strong smell of blood permeated the temple.

After a brief silence, a woman in a dark green robe spoke: "...... I just saw him shoot. ”

The woman pointed to a man who was looking slightly evasive.

"You!"

When the man heard this, he glanced at the woman in the dark green robe with a resentful look.

The woman looked over without fear.

The man was very strong just now, and she had to show her sincerity and befriend him. The trip is too dangerous, and if you can get to know someone who is strong, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

As for the man in front of him......

Maybe she'll die later, but even if she says it, what if she does?

She gave Wen Yuan a friendly smile, but Wen Yuan turned a blind eye.

He walked as he walked up to the man with a deep gaze.

Every time he took a step, the man subconsciously took a step back, until he reached the corner, and there was no way to retreat.

Wen Yuan said calmly: "Is that you?" ”

His tone did not fluctuate in the slightest emotion, like a pleasantry.

The man wanted to shake his head and say no, but when he saw the man's gaze, it was as if he was in the abyss, and suddenly he lost the courage to lie.

"I ......," he said, his voice a little dry.

Wen Yuan said: "Why? ”

The man looked frightened, shook his head desperately, and said, "Someone told me to do this......

"Who is it?"

"Yes......"

Before the man could finish speaking, a sinister light flashed under his eyes, and a poisoned dagger appeared from his sleeve robe!

With such a close distance, it must be possible to ......

He stabbed Wen Yuan hard in the chest-

Wen Yuan didn't move.

He calmly looked at the man in front of him with an indifferent expression.

Immediately, there was a "bang", and countless blood splattered out!

The man, holding the arm of the dagger, fell to the ground.

He looked horrified: "How could it be ......"

Before the man could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground. White bones can be faintly seen on the arm, and blood is constantly flowing out.

There was silence in the temple, and the needles could be heard.

Duan Qianxiao was slightly surprised when she saw this scene.

Mu Jiujiu didn't make a sound, she stared blankly at the corpse with a bloody hole in her chest, and the man who had just lost his arm and died.

The ointment in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

There was a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Wen Yuan took the sword.

He walked past the corpse of the man with the broken arm, crossed the crowd, slowly walked to Mu Jiujiu's side, and asked softly, "Are you okay?" ”

Mu Jiujiu did not answer.

She looked at Wen Yuan in front of her, there was not the slightest trace of blood on his body, and his eyes were even gentle, as if he was still the Wen Yuan senior she was familiar with before.

The other party leaned over, picked up the ointment that had fallen on the ground, approached her slightly, and said, "I'll take a look at your wound." ”

“…… Good. Mu Jiujiu replied, but when Wen Yuan approached her, his body reflexively stepped back.

Wen Yuan's fingertips paused slightly.