Burst!

Ye Yutong's body fell to the ground weakly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, her body was weakened, barely better than skin and bones, her skin was dry and wrinkled, her face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were deep-set, and she could only see a trace of her previous beauty from the outline of her face.

Now she looks like a refugee who has not had a meal, who has been hungry for many days, and who is even less energetic than the refugees, and seems to be a refugee who is addicted to drugs.

There is almost no life in the obscure and dim eyes, but there is a faint sense of relief.

Ye Yutong, who was on the verge of dying, seemed to see a white figure walking towards her, and that figure was a bit like ...... Chuandong.

"Did he pick me up?"

Ye Yutong was a little happy in his heart, wanting to see him more clearly and running towards him, but found that he couldn't do anything.

Then, as if the body was being held up, an aroma came to the end of the nose, and something was stuffed into the mouth.

"Pay attention to absorbing the medicinal power and condense the battle qi well!" A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Ye Yutong couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion, she felt in her heart that everything was so illusory and unreal, but her five senses seemed to be real.

Hazy, Ye Yutong subconsciously listened to the meaning of the voice and did it.

……

Chuandong looked at Ye Yutong's face with a little blood, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, his whole body was covered in white ash and dust, and if he tidied up and stood still, he could barely play the wax man.

Through the white dust, you can see that his clothes have been tattered, and under the cover of the white dust, you can also see several red wounds, and you can't see more nature.

"Ahem!" Chuandong put Ye Yutong back on the ground, straightened it up, and couldn't help coughing lightly after standing up.

The cough was partly due to the dust irritating his nose, a bit like a sneeze, and partly because he had some internal injuries.

After coughing up, his body felt a little more comfortable, and Chuandong looked at the beast ring on his left hand with broken sleeves, and he could see that his dusty face had a very angry expression.

He should indeed be angry, and if he hadn't come cautiously and with a strong wind, he might have been a dead body by this time.

When I came, the time was relatively tight, but Yuhuayuan was on the edge of the city wall, and it was only a matter of a few moments to go out to the east to catch the strong wind (there are air defense facilities in the city).

The following is Ye Yutong's successful condensation of battle qi, it's too late, modify it later.

Burst!

Ye Yutong's body fell to the ground weakly.

At this time, her body was weakened, barely better than skin and bones, her skin was dry and wrinkled, her face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were deep-set, and she could only see a trace of her previous beauty from the outline of her face.

Now she looks like a refugee who has not had a meal, who has been hungry for many days, and who is even less energetic than the refugees, and seems to be a refugee who is addicted to drugs.

There is almost no life in the obscure and dim eyes, but there is a faint sense of relief.

Ye Yutong, who was on the verge of dying, seemed to see a white figure walking towards her, and that figure was a bit like ...... Chuandong.

"Did he pick me up?"

Ye Yutong was a little happy in his heart, wanting to see him more clearly and running towards him, but found that he couldn't do anything.

Then, as if the body was being held up, an aroma came to the end of the nose, and something was stuffed into the mouth.

"Pay attention to absorbing the medicinal power and condense the battle qi well!" A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Ye Yutong couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion, she felt in her heart that everything was so illusory and unreal, but her five senses seemed to be real.

Hazy, Ye Yutong subconsciously listened to the meaning of the voice and did it.

……

Chuandong looked at Ye Yutong's face with a little blood, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, his whole body was covered in white ash and dust, and if he tidied up and stood still, he could barely play the wax man.

Through the white dust, you can see that his clothes have been tattered, and under the cover of the white dust, you can also see several red wounds, and you can't see more nature.

"Ahem!" Chuandong put Ye Yutong back on the ground, straightened it up, and couldn't help coughing lightly after standing up.

The cough was partly due to the dust irritating his nose, a bit like a sneeze, and partly because he had some internal injuries.

After coughing up, his body felt a little more comfortable, and Chuandong looked at the beast ring on his left hand with broken sleeves, and he could see that his dusty face had a very angry expression.

He should indeed be angry, and if he hadn't come cautiously and with a strong wind, he might have been a dead body by this time.

When I came, the time was relatively tight, but Yuhuayuan was on the edge of the city wall, and it was only a matter of a few moments to go out to the east to catch the strong wind (there are air defense facilities in the city).

Burst!

Ye Yutong's body fell to the ground weakly.

At this time, her body was weakened, barely better than skin and bones, her skin was dry and wrinkled, her face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were deep-set, and she could only see a trace of her previous beauty from the outline of her face.

Now she looks like a refugee who has not had a meal, who has been hungry for many days, and who is even less energetic than the refugees, and seems to be a refugee who is addicted to drugs.

There is almost no life in the obscure and dim eyes, but there is a faint sense of relief.

Ye Yutong, who was on the verge of dying, seemed to see a white figure walking towards her, and that figure was a bit like ...... Chuandong.

"Did he pick me up?"

Ye Yutong was a little happy in his heart, wanting to see him more clearly and running towards him, but found that he couldn't do anything.

Then, as if the body was being held up, an aroma came to the end of the nose, and something was stuffed into the mouth.

"Pay attention to absorbing the medicinal power and condense the battle qi well!" A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Ye Yutong couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion, she felt in her heart that everything was so illusory and unreal, but her five senses seemed to be real.

Hazy, Ye Yutong subconsciously listened to the meaning of the voice and did it.

……

Chuandong looked at Ye Yutong's face with a little blood, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, his whole body was covered in white ash and dust, and if he tidied up and stood still, he could barely play the wax man.

Through the white dust, you can see that his clothes have been tattered, and under the cover of the white dust, you can also see several red wounds, and you can't see more nature.

"Ahem!" Chuandong put Ye Yutong back on the ground, straightened it up, and couldn't help coughing lightly after standing up.

The cough was partly due to the dust irritating his nose, a bit like a sneeze, and partly because he had some internal injuries.

After coughing up, his body felt a little more comfortable, and Chuandong looked at the beast ring on his left hand with broken sleeves, and he could see that his dusty face had a very angry expression.

He should indeed be angry, and if he hadn't come cautiously and with a strong wind, he might have been a dead body by this time. (To be continued.) )