But when he was about to pull Ye Ningle up, there were abrupt screams behind him. Suddenly, a boulder fell beside him, and the splash of rubble hit his face, and the pain almost made him let go of Ye Ningle, but he endured the pain and grabbed her firmly again.

Large and small rubbles kept falling down, and the sound of the stones chasing was mixed with screams and cries, and the sound was full of despair. There were old people, children, women, men, and the sound of this scream filled Baili Xianchuan's ears.

He wanted to go back to see his mother, but the gravel kept falling on his face, and he couldn't open his eyes. His face was bloodshot, like a bloody man.

Ye Ningle, who was steadily grasped by Baili Xianchuan, looked up at the man with a bloody face in front of him, his former heroic posture was gone, but he was still so reliable at this moment.

At this time, a gravel fell behind Baili Xianchuan, and he felt that the hand holding his clothes suddenly let go. He became terrified, it was Jiang Yao who grabbed his clothes, but soon his hanging heart finally let go, because his clothes were caught again.

Although the earth was no longer trembling, countless rubbles continued to fall, and the screams around them did not stop. People are still crying out in despair in the endless rubble, and in this short moment, no one knows how many people have been separated by yin and yang.

The gravel kept falling, the blood on Baili Xianchuan's body was flowing more and more, the strength in his hand was getting smaller and smaller, and Ye Ningle's hand was slowly relaxed.

Just when he was desperate, Baili Xianchuan only felt that his body was full of strength, and there was no more gravel around him, although he didn't know why, he hurriedly took this opportunity to pull Ye Ningle up.

He lay on his back on the ground, hugged Ye Ningle firmly, closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of immortality. He comforted her over and over again: "It's okay, it's okay".

When he thought everything was calm again, he heard the sound of falling rubble not far away, and the heart-wrenching cry.

Baili Xianchuan opened his eyes, but saw countless rubbles smashing towards him, but when he approached him, they turned into powder, and then disappeared between heaven and earth, disappearing without a trace.

He hurriedly sat up, but found that a little gray smoke slowly merged into his body, and looked along the source of the smoke, but saw the young man in white.

Liu Feng crossed the sword with one hand at this time, urging the power in his body to transfer to the sword body, and the sword body emitted gray energy, forming a huge defensive shield in the sky, evaporating the flying rubble.

With his other hand, a wave of energy was slowly fed into Baili Xianchuan's body, repairing his wounds and restoring his physical strength.

Liu Feng glanced down at Baili Xianchuan and saw that he was fine, so he stopped the transmission of power. Baili Xianchuan raised his arm, the wound on his arm had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the function of his body had returned to the past, even far exceeding that of him when he was not injured.

Baili Xianchuan clearly knows: "It was he who saved us, who is he?".

Baili Xianchuan got up to check the surroundings, and the original life was now lying on the ground, blurred by the rubble.

Some lay in pools of blood wailing, some knelt beside their loved ones in pain, and some were buried deep under rubble, life and death unknown.

The gray shield is getting smaller and smaller, and the range that can be covered is getting smaller and smaller, and even some gravel passes directly through the shield and falls into the crowd.

Baili Xianchuan hurriedly helped Ye Ningle up, and was relieved to make sure that she was not injured. Jiang Yao was still sitting on the ground at this time, he helped Jiang Yao up and asked, "Mom, are you okay?"

"It's fine".

"That's good".

But when Baili Xianchuan let go of Jiang Yao's hand, she lost her center of gravity and collapsed to the ground again. At this time, Baili Xianchuan found that on her right leg, blood seeped out of her trouser leg and stained her clothes red.

Seeing the bloodstains, Ye Ningle knelt down, let Jiang Yao lean on himself, and then nodded to Baili Xianchuan. Baili Xianchuan understood what she meant, and he also squatted down, wanting to tear open his trouser leg and look at the wound.

Jiang Yao held on to the pain and said weakly: "It's okay, I'm fine, you run away." Bean-da's sweat slid down her face, and her lips, which had been rosy, were now pale.

But Baili Xianchuan did not stop the movements in his hand, and glanced at Ye Ningle, who hugged Jiang Yao tighter and controlled her arm.

Ye Ningle was anxious and comforted: "Mom, believe in Baili."

was called "mom" by Ye Ningle, Jiang Yao was moved, almost couldn't control her emotions and tears, and there was no sense of crisis of life and death. But his eyes were still red, and tears covered his eyes and the pain in his legs.

Baili Xianchuan gently tore open the trouser leg of his calf, revealing the bloody wound. The moment the flesh and blood were exposed, Baili Xianchuan almost collapsed, but he still endured it, trembling his hands, tearing off his sleeves, wanting to bandage the wound.

Looking at the deep bone-deep wound, Ye Ningle's heart ached, and tears slipped down. She closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at the wound, but just hugged Jiang Yao tightly and didn't let her move, so that Baili Xianchuan could be bandaged.

Jiang Yao, who was originally in pain, is now so cared for by her future daughter-in-law. At this moment of life and death, Ye Ningle did not run away by herself, but always stayed by her side.

Looking at his son who bandaged his wounds and his daughter-in-law who was holding him, even if there was rubble falling around him, he felt extremely warm and never felt so relieved.

It is said that home is the cure for all diseases, and this is true.

After the rubble, ice spikes and fireballs fell from the sky, and Liu Feng still tried his best to unfold the gray transparent defensive shield in the sky, carrying all the attacks.

But he was already seriously injured, and now he was about to run out of oil, and the gray defensive shield shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his defensive power was greatly weakened, and ice spikes and fireballs continued to penetrate the defensive shield.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Liu Feng's mouth, and sweat oozed from his forehead, but it was quickly evaporated by the scorching fireball, and the hand holding the sword began to gradually weaken, and the long sword could break away at any time.

Baili Xianchuan's warmth of never giving up until death was seen by Liu Feng, and he was moved by the family behind his back. Looking at the rolling thunderclouds, as well as the fireballs and ice spikes that kept falling down, Liu Feng gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

He stretched out his other hand again, and aimed his palm downward at Jiang Yao below, and the gray energy that had just healed Baili Xianchuan appeared on his hand again.

Only this time it's not one person who is saved, but everyone. Hundreds of strands of gray energy broke out of his control and slowly seeped into every ordinary person in his hands.

As the gray healing power slowly entered the body, the wound on Jiang Yao's calf, which was deep and bone-seeing, also began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, it was back to normal again.

Jiang Yao stood up and kicked her legs, realizing that it was all right, she bent down slightly towards the willow wind in the sky to express her gratitude.

One after another, other injured people were also healed, and they were not as calm as Jiang Yao. They felt the change in their bodies, looked up at the willow breeze in the sky, and they knew that it was this incredible man who saved them in an incredible way.

"My body is back again".

"My injuries are healed, too."

"He saved us".

... ...

Because he had just healed everyone, and there were even more dying people, this consumed a lot of his aura, and the gray defensive shield was much smaller.

Seeing these ordinary people return to their original state, Liu Feng, who was desperately persistent, finally showed a smile, but that smile disappeared in an instant.

Baili Xianchuan looked up at Liu Feng, and suddenly, a drop of red blood dripped on his eyebrows, and another drop fell on his hand, he looked at the red liquid on his hand, and said in a daze: "Is it blood, is he injured?"

An ice spike pierced through the aura shield and sliced across his arm. Drops of blood flowed down from Liu Feng's fingers, and drops of blood fell to the ground, on the sides of the people he treated, on their faces, on the rubble.

Before he could repair his wounds, the last fireball hit him head-on, and the powerful impact almost made the sword in his hand fall off.

The blow just now became the last straw that broke him, and the blood in his chest was rolling, and he finally couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He also fell from the sky weakly, smashing heavily beside Baili Xianchuan, and the moment he fell, the gray aura cover disappeared instantly, and the gray long sword also fell beside him.

Liu Feng lay on the ground, blood spilling from his mouth, and he wanted to reach out and touch the long sword, but he couldn't move his fingers.

Baili Xianchuan looked at Liu Feng who was embarrassed on the ground, and quickly knelt on the ground, picked him up, and looked at this young man of the same age as him, Baili Xianchuan asked with concern: "Hey, how are you?

Liu Feng only felt that he was being picked up, and in his blurred vision, there was a handsome face, he held it strongly, and said weakly: "Sword...". Liu Feng tried his best to touch the long sword.

Baili Xianchuan knew that he wanted to take the sword, so he took the initiative to get the sword for him. When he stretched out his hand and was about to touch the hilt of the sword, Liu Feng looked very panicked, and suddenly turned up with all his strength, trying to stop Baili Xianchuan's movements: "Danger, don't touch!"