Chang Yu's gaze was slightly blurred.

He wished he could hug this slender figure, imprison her in his arms, and protect her desperately.

But he couldn't.

......

"Senior Brother Jianfeng, Senior Brother Jianfeng, you finally came to save me!" Feeling the familiar aura, Gong Qianxue screamed excitedly.

And almost at the same time, a figure rushed down from the void like lightning, heading towards Gong Qianxue.

The pungent smoke, accompanied by a strong coercion, enveloped everyone around.

The person with a lower cultivation in the Stygian Flame Army directly convulsed and fell to the ground softly.

Even Yan Haotian and the others were pale and their lips were purple, obviously because they were highly poisoned.

Mu Yan sneered.

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

The fog in the air seemed to be swept away by a strong wind, and it was blown away in an instant.

Not far away, the figure of Jian Feng was also revealed.

Seeing that his unique poison was easily dispelled, Jian Feng's expression changed slightly.

But he didn't have time to think about it, so he directly picked up Gong Qianxue and was about to leave.

Mu Yan sneered: "The person who hurt me wants to leave casually?"

As soon as the words fell, the seven swords around him had already shot out.

There was a thud, and the sword blade that had just jumped into the air with Gong Qianxue snorted, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But just as the figure was about to fall, suddenly there was smoke all over his body again.

When the smoke cleared, Jian Feng and Gong Qianxue were already gone.

"No need to chase!" Mu Yan stopped Yan Haotian from trying to catch up, and said lightly, "You can't deal with Jian Feng." ”

Even if it's a sword blade that has been seriously injured.

Just from the confrontation just now, she had already seen that Jian Feng's cultivation far exceeded the innate peak.

He shouldn't just be a person from the martial arts continent.

"Yes, Miss!" Yan Haotian and the others bowed down in response, with guilty expressions on their faces.

They're still too weak after all.

The young lady is exhausted, and instead of helping, they have to rely on the young lady's protection.

Mu Yan knew what they were thinking, and opened his mouth to speak.

However, all of a sudden, a huge feeling of dizziness came up.

Her eyes went black, her body limped and fell, and she lost all consciousness in an instant.

"Mother's ——!!"

"Miss——!!"

"Yan Yan ——!!"

The cold night stretched out his hand to help Mu Yan.

But there was one man who moved faster than him.

Chang Yu was obviously standing a few meters away a moment ago.

But at that moment, he teleported over like lightning and caught Mu Yan's soft figure.

Han Ye looked over in disbelief, only to feel that Chang Yu's movements just now were a little abnormal.

"Mother!" Xiaobao rushed to Mu Yan's side with a crying voice.

Looking at her mother's pale face without a trace of blood, tears instantly filled her blue eyes.

He really wanted to take his mother from Chang Yu.

Xiaobao very, very much doesn't like to see other men hugging his mother so affectionately.

Even if this person is Chang Yu who has always followed him and protected him.

However, he is too small and immature, and his small hands can't hold his mother at all.

I can't protect my mother.

Xiaobao squeezed his mother's cold hand tightly, and his heart was full of powerlessness and unwillingness.

Why...... Why isn't the disciple there?

If he is here, he will definitely protect his mother......

"Chang Yu, let go!" Han Ye stepped forward and said with a calm face: "Miss Jun, leave it to me!"

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