Lan Yunyi's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of her, and she screamed violently.

I saw Lan Xiuhe stabbing Lan Yunyi's heart without hesitation, and was blocked by Zhu Qing, who came in a hurry, with a sword.

As soon as the direction of the sword deviated, it stabbed into Zhu Qing's right arm, and blood splattered Lan Xiuhe's face.

"Lan Xiuhe, stop!"

Lan Yunyi hurriedly recited a powerful trick, but it didn't work anyway.

Lan Xiuhe didn't hear Lan Yunyi's words, but stabbed at Zhu Qing's right arm again with his backhand.

After Zhu Qing's right arm was stabbed, she couldn't even hold the sword steadily, and before she could change the sword to her left hand, Lan Xiuhe made a big effort and directly slashed her right arm away.

"Ahh

Lan Yunyi watched Zhu Qing's broken arm fly to his feet, his eyes were scarlet, and he screamed.

The heavy rain cut off a lot of things, and when Yan Yinxiao heard Lan Yunyi's voice and rushed to her side, he saw this scene.

Lan Yunyi's eyes were scarlet, and she recited countless tips in her mouth for a while.

Count the tricks together.

Lan Yunyi stared at the sword in Lan Xiuhe's hand, and held the blade with his bare hands, and as Lan Yunyi violently exerted force, the blade that flashed cold light broke in response, and the blood in Lan Yunyi's palm also dripped down drop by drop.

Lan Yunyi let go of his sword, and with a hurricane, the head of the sword was reversed, and then it stabbed at Lan Xiu and his heart.

"Lan Xiu and I"

"Lan Xiuhe, what did you learn after practicing in the temple for several years, and why did you become a demon who drank blood?!"

Lan Yunyi said, her hands constantly straining.

Her hand holding the blade of her sword kept bleeding and dripping in the rain.

After Lan Yunyi recited the acceleration technique, the speed was too fast, and when everyone came back to their senses, what they saw was Lan Xiuhe's wide eyes, and there was a broken sword blade stuck in his left chest.

After an instant, Lan Xiuhe fell straight to the ground.

The pouring rain blurred his vision, and the rain formed a small puddle on Lan Xiuhe's deep eye sockets and the high bridge of his nose.

Lan Xiuhe felt that his body was constantly getting colder, and the hot blood was like his life was constantly flowing in his body.

His eyes widened as he looked at the dark sky, but a woman's voice sounded in his ears.

"From today onwards, you have to learn to take good care of her, and don't let her be wronged and hurt a little bit."

"She is your life."

The woman's voice was gentle and soft, and it sounded good.

Screams rang out again, and in the background seemed to be the crackling of wood breaking in the raging fire.

Lan Xiuhe felt very strange about these voices, which he had never heard or remembered.

The blood in his body was constantly draining, and he closed his eyes a little weakly.

A soft and glutinous voice sounded in his ears again, it was a girl, as if she was telling him a story word by word.

And in Lan Xiuhe's mind, what appeared was the white curtains in the sky, fluttering and dancing with the hurricane.

Lan Xiuhe slowly closed his eyes.

When Lan Qianjing saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but scream, and his secret guards stopped fighting under his orders, picked up Lan Xiuhe's body, and fled with him again.

Lan Yunyi looked at Lan Qianjing's back as she fled, and only then fell to the ground in an instant, she couldn't even hear the sound, she could only look down and see her chest rising and falling violently.

In the next second, she slammed down on Zhuqing's side.

"Master, come quickly, come and save Zhuqing!" Lan Yunyi's voice was full of tears.

Even when she thought she was going to die, she had never panicked like this.

Watching the bean-sized raindrops fall on Zhu Qing's pale face, Lan Yunyi would rather be the one who had Lan Xiu and her arm cut off.

A pool of blood had already opened up where the bamboo was flowing, and the blood and rain were mixed together

She hurriedly ran to Zhu Qing's side and helped Zhu Qing's body up, unable to tell whether it was rain or tears on her face, Lan Yunyi could only feel that Zhu Qing's whole body was trembling.

"Zhuqing, you'll be fine, Master is here, he'll come over to save you right away. You look at me, don't fall asleep, don't fall asleep! ”

Zhu Qing couldn't hear what Lan Yunyi was talking about, she could only feel the severe pain in her body, and her brain was blank.

The rain covered her eyes, making her eyes hazy, and she saw Lan Yunyi hugging herself anxiously, her mouth open and closed, not knowing what she was talking about.

She could only use all her strength to grin at her slightly, and then said, "Master, Zhu Qing didn't protect you well, Zhu Qing was derelict in his duties." ”

When Lan Yunyi heard this, she couldn't cry for a moment: "You have protected enough......"

Zhu Qing didn't know if she understood, but she coughed, and streams of blood flowed out of her lips.

Lan Yunyi didn't have any medicine with him, and when the old divine doctor got rid of Lan Qianjing's secret guard and hurried here, he hurriedly took out a pill to stop bleeding from his body and fed it to Zhu Qing.

"Take the severed hand, let's go back immediately and prepare for the operation, remember not to let this severed hand be contaminated in any way."

Ling Chendaoren pulled the old divine doctor who was squatting on the ground, and after saying this, he hurriedly ran back with his severed hand.

He was a surgeon when he didn't come in, and although he hadn't operated in years, he probably wouldn't have any problems with the white-bearded old man by his side.

If you really want to talk about it, this white-bearded old man can still be regarded as his apprentice.

So Yu Ying took the bamboo green in Lan Yunyi's hand, and the group hurriedly ran in the direction of Qingyunguan.

Lan Yunyi stood up a little stunned, looked at her empty arms, and tears rolled down in a row.

Yan Yinxiao hugged her hurriedly.

Lan Yunyi felt the temperature of Yan Yinxiao's embrace, slowly raised his head and said to him: "I want Lan Qianjing to die, I want to kill him with my own hands." ”

Yan Yinxiao felt the person in his arms trembling slightly, and although he didn't speak, he hugged her tighter.

The pleasant smell of the person in front of him blew on Lan Yunyi's nasal cavity, and the originally tense nerves suddenly relaxed, Lan Yunyi felt a loss of strength, and fainted straight into Yan Yinxiao's arms.

Mu Hecen, who was standing in the distance, was separated by the rain curtain, the blood-stained sword in his hand was still dripping blood drop by drop, he looked at Lan Yunyi in Yan Yinxiao's arms motionlessly, and after a long time, he hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile.

His eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he flew away.