"Xiao Yu!"

Ah Shan screamed in despair, his eyes bloodshot, but at this time he was also seriously injured, and he had no strength to get up at all.

Seeing that the sharp blade in Qingshi's hand was about to pierce Xiao Yu's heart, a small stone flew from the oblique side, "Huh-" While hitting Qingshi's action, it went directly through the wrist holding the knife, drilling a blood hole.

"Ahh

Qingshi screamed, the blade in his hand fell to the ground, covered his bloody right hand, and turned his head to look in the direction where the stone was thrown.

"Who are you?" Bluestone roared.

The pair of men and women in front of them, the red clothes are as bright as fire, the white clothes are unparalleled, beautiful as a picture, but the momentum is amazing, which makes people involuntarily tremble.

"Can't you see it? Nature is the one who hurts you. Mo Yan played with the other stone in his hand, and his eyebrows were careless.

"You ......" Seeing that Mo Yan didn't take himself seriously at all, Qingshi turned pale with anger, "You dare to hurt me?" Do you know who I am? ”

In the witch clan, witch doctors have a sacred status, and even the elders have to give the witch doctor three points of face.

"Huh? It turned out to be a person? Mo Yan let out a low cry as if surprised, and then looked at Jun Muhan, who was watching the play on the side, "Jun Meiren, why do I look at this as a beast?" Am I dazzled? ”

"Yan'er said that it was a beast, so it was naturally a beast." Jun Muhan's eyes were full of gentle and doting smiles.

That smile dazzled the eyes of all the women in the crowd.

"Yes, very good! You wait for me! ”

Qingshi glared at Mo Yan and Jun Muhan fiercely, then took out a jade bottle, uncorked it and hit the bloody wound.

The jade bottle contained spiritual water, and when the spiritual water flowed into the wound, it didn't take long for the penetrating wound that looked serious to begin to heal slowly.

Mo Yan looked at the spiritual water, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Why did she look at the spiritual water so familiarly?

After a while, Qingshi's injury healed, but there was obviously some spiritual water left in the jade bottle.

He saw that Mo Yan and Jun Muhan were still standing there and didn't leave, and they didn't continue to do anything, as if the shot just now was just a momentary whim, and he was not afraid of his revenge afterwards.

Qingshi clenched the jade bottle in his hand, and suddenly looked at Ah Shan, his eyes full of malice.

"Ahsan, are you trying to save your son? If you kill them for me, I'll give you the rest of the spiritual water. ”

In the witch clan, the cultivation of witch doctors is not high, but because witch doctors can cure diseases and save people, most people are willing to escort witch doctors, and generally as long as the conditions put forward by witch doctors will try to meet them, in case they are injured and sick, no one will treat them.

Ah Shan struggled to prop himself up, and he looked in the direction of Mo Yan and Jun Muhan, his eyes full of fierce struggle.

Eventually, he turned his head and staggered towards Xiao Yu, who was still lying on the stretcher.

"Xiao Yu, Daddy is sorry for you."

Ahsan got down on one knee in front of Xiao Yu, and then stretched out his hands, which were still stained with blood, and picked Xiao Yu up from the stretcher.

When I got up, because I was also seriously injured, my feet shook slightly, but fortunately I was helped by others.

Qingshi's face was a little ugly, "Ah Shan, what do you mean by this?" ”

Ah Shan lowered his eyes, "If it wasn't for this girl just now, Xiao Yu would have died, and I can't take revenge." ”

Mo Yan's red lips hooked slightly when he heard this.

She was a little surprised, it turned out that although there are many bad people in the Wu clan, the good people are not extinct.