A mouthful of blood gushed out of Xia Fan's throat again.

Sure enough, the gap in the realm of cultivation is too significant, even if Yan Chu only used fifty percent of his strength to make Xia Fan seriously injured, fortunately he only hit Xia Fan's right shoulder, and did not hurt Xia Fan's vital heart, otherwise, Xia Fan's fate may not be much different from Yan Chu's, and there will be more than good luck.

At this moment, although Xia Fan was held to his throat by the long sword, if the person holding the sword was not Xiao Qi, Xia Fan would resist even if he died, but unfortunately, she was Yan Xiaoqi, the first girl he really liked in this world.

Yan Xiaoqi had already taken off his hat, draped in black and green silk, his right hand held the long sword tightly, but his seemingly weak arm did not move at all, and said sharply: "You still have a smile on your face? Do you know? Your palm almost abolished my eldest brother's cultivation in this life." ”

Xia Fan was taken aback, his eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, he never thought that his palm was so powerful, and he never thought of abolishing Yan Chu's cultivation, and hurriedly explained: "Xiao Qi, I don't know, I just... It's just that... It's just..."

The boy said three in a row, but he really couldn't think of how to say it.

Yan Xiaoqi interrupted: "Heh, what's the difference between you doing this and killing my eldest brother?"

Xia Fan looked stunned, he wanted to speak and stopped, he really didn't know what to say, he only knew that he was right, if it weren't for Yan Chu repeatedly making trouble for himself, he would never act like this.

At this time, Yan Xiaoqi put the tip of his sword against Xia Fan's heart, and said in a deep voice: "If you have anything else you want to say, just say it." ”

Xia Fan quietly looked at Xiao Qi's delicate and cute face, he was a little stupid for a while, and he didn't know what to say, the long sword on his chest was shining, cold and sharp, and he wanted to die in the hands of a beautiful woman, and it would be in vain for him to cross over, maybe he would be able to go back after he died? Thinking of this, he felt a little naïve again, and shook his head helplessly, "Maybe, probably I won't be able to go back."

Yan Xiaoqi didn't know what Xia Fan was talking to himself again, so he just gritted his teeth and neither withdrew his sword nor stabbed it.

The young man smiled bitterly and slowly recited the poem again: "Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone, wandering in the long, long, and lonely rainy alley, I hope to meet." A lilac-like, grumpy girl......"

"Bastard, shut up, don't read it anymore, don't read it again!" Xiao Qi heard Xia Fan reciting the poem again, and suddenly became inexplicably excited, and the wrist holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and accidentally, the clothes in Xia Fan's heart had been cut by the sharp tip of the sword.

"Xiao Qi, what are you hesitating about, he dares to hurt the Yan family, and he will kill this kid quickly and avenge the eldest brother. Suddenly, Yan Xiaoliu, who was not far away, shouted and scolded.

Yan Xiaoliu was roaring frantically in his heart, "Kill him, if he dies, you will be the sixth brother alone." ”

Su Yin turned his head and looked at it, and was immediately shocked, Cao Jiusi asked her to protect Xia Fan, which was both an order and a duty. But for a while, Yan Xiaoliu couldn't repel it, so he could only shout anxiously: "Xiaofan, run away." And at this moment, the rest of the people in the Hall of Eternal Life were also fighting with others and couldn't get out, seeing that Xia Fan's situation was already precarious, and he couldn't be rescued.

Yan Xiaoqi was also hesitant, but suddenly recalled that in the past ten years, the eldest brother and the sixth brother loved her the most, their words and actions, to her as if it were a matter of course, and there was never a little disobedience in her heart, at this time, she heard the sixth brother shout, knowing that the eldest brother's hatred of her had to be avenged, but suddenly remembered that when he was in danger, the young man was desperate at that time, so that he was flustered, and suddenly Hao's wrist moved slightly, and he stabbed Xia Fan in the chest, Xia Fan still did not dodge at all, let alone think about retreating, and in an instant, the tip of the sword had passed through the chest clothes。 Yan Xiaoqi's wrist trembled, and he thought, "Did I stab him to death?" In a trance, his wrist was slightly sideways, the long sword was slightly offset, and with a soft sound, the long sword had penetrated further into Xia Fan's right chest, and Yan Xiaoqi himself suddenly screamed.

Xia Fan suddenly felt a chill in his chest, looked down and looked at the part of the long sword in his chest that was really inserted into his chest, the bright red blood slowly leached out, dyed the underwear red, and unconsciously sweated on his forehead, and his face suddenly turned pale, but he didn't feel the pain he imagined.

Yan Xiaoqi pulled out the long sword, only to see that the tip of the sword was red, and the blood on Xia Fan's right chest suddenly gushed like a spring, and the surrounding exclamations were loud.

Xia Fan stretched out his hand and hurriedly pressed the wound, his body shook, his face was extremely strange, and he muttered, "Do you really want to kill me?"

Yan Xiaoqi suddenly choked up, with a muffled bang, the long sword in his hand also fell to the ground, hiding his face and crying: "I...... I...... I'm sorry. ”

The girl was also at a loss, and hurried to check his wounds.

Xia Fan smiled bitterly, his bright eyes that laughed like a crescent moon were full of despair, he was almost heartbroken, raised his hand stained with his own blood and slowly blocked it, coughed painfully, drank Yan Xiaoqi in a low voice, and said, "You... Don't come here, don't... You are not allowed to come. ”

Yan Xiaoqi's face was as white as earth, his steps became vain, and after hesitating again and again, he finally gritted his teeth and rushed up to support Xia Fan, Xia Fan insisted on dodging, but was tightly hugged by Yan Xiaoqi with open arms.

Xia Fan was stunned suddenly, he struggled for a moment or two and couldn't break free, "Xiao Qi, you ......"

Fortunately, the sword was slightly off, and it did not stab the heart, and the wound was not deep, so it was not fatal. But just after saying these few words, he suddenly coughed violently. Under the serious injury, blood slowly flowed out, soaking half of Yan Xiaoqi's black velvet robe.

And Xia Fan smelled the faint fragrance on Yan Xiaoqi's body, and slowly lifted up the moving face leaning on his shoulder, and the two looked at each other.

At this moment, Xia Fan felt as if time had stood still at this moment, what ambitions and ideals, what master's instructions, what dangers lurking, serious injuries in the chest, all of them were forgotten in an instant, even if the surrounding people kept shouting and killing, the screams were endless, but they were also deaf, he suddenly only hoped that this moment would become eternal, he didn't want to ask the girl why, and he didn't want to know why.

The two hugged each other like this, ambiguously silent, and the others were shocked, not knowing what the two were messing with.

Yan Xiaoqi seemed to be extremely worried about Xia Fan's injury, and hurriedly placed several acupuncture points on Xia Fan's body, waiting until the blood in his chest gradually stopped, and he didn't have time to speak.

Xia Fan finally relented first, gently held the little white hand that was dotting on his body, and said softly: "Xiao Qi, I'm fine, I don't blame you." ”

Xiao Qi stared at the young man's eyes, only her face was reflected in those eyes, her heart moved slightly, as if she had a thousand words, but she couldn't speak, she was stunned for a long time, let the young man hold her bloody hand, and asked softly: "Young Master Xia, do you have purple cloud grass on your body?"

"Purple Cloud Grass?"

Xia Fan suddenly remembered at this time, it was the hemostatic medicine that was particularly bitter to chew, originally to heal Yan Xiaowu, so Gao Wenshan deliberately picked a lot, and later inadvertently got a lot of space bags in the cave, so he stored a little in the space bag in case of emergency, in Gao Wenshan's words, "You will use it one day." ”

At that time, Xia Fan still felt that it was best not to use it, but the plan could never catch up with the changes, and it was only a few days later, yes, isn't this just used? Xia Fan sighed helplessly, his mind moved, and he took out two plants from the space bag.

Yan Xiaoqi saw that it was Ziyun Grass, and he happily snatched it in Xia Fan's hands.

Xia Fan was about to open his mouth to remind the girl that the purple cloud grass was very painful, but he didn't have time to remind him, and saw the girl stuff the purple cloud grass into her mouth and chew it quickly.

Sure enough, Xia Fan watched Yan Xiaoqi only chew twice, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned, presumably because of the bitterness.

Xia Fan couldn't help but snicker, and the wound became more and more painful.

After a while, after Yan Xiaoqi chewed the purple cloud grass thoroughly, she carefully opened Xia Fan's shirt and slowly applied it to the sword wound on Xia Fan's chest, when she inadvertently saw the pitch-black palm print left by Yan Chu on Xia Fan's shoulder, she pursed the corners of her mouth and sighed helplessly.

As soon as the purple cloud grass was dressed, Xia Fan felt as if the wound had been sprinkled with salt, and he was suddenly grinning with pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but the moment Yan Xiaoqi looked up at him, he finally endured the pain and grinned: "It doesn't hurt at all, I didn't expect the girl to be a doctor with excellent medical skills." ”

Yan Xiaoqi suddenly burst into tears and smiled, and asked angrily and worriedly, "You... Does it really not hurt?"