Chapter Ninety-Six: Panic
However, what can Ye Ruyan do if he is unwilling?
Everyone's attention was on Ye Hanyi, and even for her, he was not afraid of being in danger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info nails sink deep into the flesh, and blood is dripping out, no one will look at her.
Ye Hanyi used blood as a contract and successfully strangled the originally immortal cannibal flower, coupled with everyone's all-out fighting, in less than a cup of tea, the cannibal flower was ruined and scattered.
Ye Hanyi was injured in many places on his body, blood soaked his dress, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air. Finally, she couldn't hold it anymore and passed out.
Ye Mo rushed to her side as soon as possible, "Han'er," he picked her up, and unconsciously called her so intimate.
Nephrite is in her arms, and the fragrance is even worse, but Ye Mo has no time to care about it at the moment. Ye Hanyi's lips were white, cold sweat flowed, and his body trembled slightly in a coma.
Seeing this scene, Hua Mantian hurriedly checked her pulse. As soon as his hand was on Ye Han's wrist, his heart suddenly tightened.
"How's that?" said Ye Mo eagerly.
Hua Mantian's eyes were gloomy, like a dream, "The true qi in the body is disordered, the pulse is extremely unstable, there is a danger of blood reflux, and if you are not careful, you will die of retrograde meridians." ”
"How can this be?" Ye Mo roared angrily, looking at the person in his arms, who had never been flustered before. Since his mother was killed, in the past ten years, his heart has been like a pool of stagnant water, and he has never had a trace of waves because of anything or anyone. And now, he is panicked and confused.
The twilight is treacherous, and the haze of death brought by the cannibal flower is gradually dissipating. But after all, Ye Ruyan's face could not be dispersed, and the ugly appearance of schadenfreude.
When night fell, there was silence on Mingyue Mountain, and the hustle and bustle and fighting during the day were all calm at night. Calm as an abyss, calm on the surface, turbulent inside.
The bonfire was blazing, but there was no singing or laughing, as if even the jumping fire had become a depressed rhythm in my heart. The people who survived, what lingered in their minds were still the immortal, bloodthirsty and ruthless cannibalistic flowers.
Cold Moon Sect Leader Lianyue and Tongcheng Sect Young Master Situ Chong sat facing the bonfire, but they were also relatively speechless, and the faces of the two of them no longer had the vigor they had when they first entered Mingyue Mountain. A person as graceful as the Night Princess is now in danger.
The trip to Mingyue Mountain may be a mistake after all.
Inside the tent, the lights flickered.
Ye Hanyi lay on the bed weakly, after the cannibal flower war, she had been in a coma for two days and two nights. Rao is a medical skill full of flowers, famous for the wind and the dark night, and he is helpless at the moment.
Hua Mantian knew that Ye Hanyi used the method of blood contract and used the method of heart language, which consumed too much. In addition, she herself does not control the meridians in her body, which is why she is in this predicament. In this dilemma, everything such as drugs from the outside world is useless, and can only be adjusted by itself.
Ye Mo had been guarding her for two days and two nights, and she hadn't even lifted her eyelids. Such a night desert, even Xiao Feng had never seen it.
"Lord Wang, if you keep guarding like this, your body will not be able to bear it. I'm here, and I'm here to keep watch. Yun Xin was worried about the Night King's body, so he said.
Ye Mo was indifferent, still taking care of himself and wiping Ye Han's sweat with a towel.
The man in the coma frowned, and the fine beads of sweat never stopped. The light shone on her pale face, and there was not a trace of blood. It can be seen that she is in pain now, Ye Mo clenched his fists, and he hates himself for being like a waste person and doing nothing.
Suddenly, Ye Hanyi let out a painful moan.