Yang Wenzhao's breathing became difficult because his right lung was penetrated, and his throat became hoarse. He had never felt that death was so close to him.

She came for him, Long Haochen, she must be here for Long Haochen.

Cai'er's last stab pierced his right chest, but it also left a hope in his heart, because if this sword was shifted a little more to the chalk in his chest, it could completely destroy his Xinghai Spirit Furnace, and if it fell on his left chest, then it would penetrate her heart.

How could an assassin of her realm be stabbed crooked? God, no one provided her, and this was already merciful to his subordinates.

Feeling the murderous intent coming to his face, Yang Wenzhao smiled bitterly: "The Six Great Temples are originally one family, what about it...... Ah......h

The dagger in Cai'er's hand turned slightly, and Yang Wenzhao was speechless in pain.

"Do you also know that the Six Great Temples are originally a family, and he is still in the same temple as you, so you don't seriously hurt him?" An even stronger murderous aura burst out in an instant.

It's that people are afraid of death, especially geniuses.

Yang Wenzhao reluctantly defended: "It was his own sacrificial skill, not that he was injured by me, and besides, it was just a game." ”

Cai'er said coldly: "I don't care, anyway, he was injured because of you." If it weren't for the game, you'd be a corpse by now. ”

At this moment, her ears moved slightly, her body stepped back, and her dagger was drawn. Suddenly, a puddle of blood gushed out from Yang Wenzhao's chest, but Cai'er's speed was extremely fast, and her body was not stained with half a point.

The shadow flashed, and the next moment, she had disappeared into the night. Even the green bamboo cane disappeared with it.

Yang Wenzhao reluctantly urged his spiritual power to seal his wounds, his eyes were a little dull, and his body slowly slid down against the wall, there was not much resentment in his heart, more of a sense of powerlessness. I couldn't help but think, is this a disaster? Perhaps, only by riding on the mount can I have the strength to fight the female assassin.

Although the Star Spirit Armor blocked most of Cai'er's attacks, the Thousand Strikes Spirit Furnace still left dozens of inch-deep wounds on his body, and the blow through the chest was even more serious, and the massive blood loss had already made his consciousness a little blurred.

Consciousness gradually recovered, and Long Haochen opened his eyes with some difficulty. The throat was filled with a dry feeling, as if it was in a furnace at this time. From head to toe, there is a burning sensation.

After struggling slightly, Long Haochen suddenly felt pain everywhere in his body, and he barely looked inward, and was shocked to find that the spiritual power in his body was actually not a single drop, only the Holy Spirit Furnace was quietly suspended in his chest, but its light was also much dimmer.

What a domineering "sacrifice"! It was only ten seconds of work to make myself so weak. Fortunately, there was no damage to the meridians in the chalk of the body, and he could vaguely feel a soft divine aura that was constantly nourishing his body.

He didn't know that this was the effect of the Holy Healing Technique, and the powerful healing ability of up to the seventh order protected his meridians in time and avoided the most serious consequences. At this time, although he was weak, he did not hurt the roots.

This is also due to his Son of Light physique, as the purest possessor of Divine Light Spiritual Power, the consumption of sacrificial skills is terrifying, but because of the purity of his own spiritual power, what is consumed is only his potential, and the essence blood is not really burned. This is also the reason why Long Xingyu dared to put the sacrifice skill in the fifth-order seal for him to comprehend. Originally, Long Xingyu prepared this skill for him to work hard in times of crisis. But he didn't expect that because Long Haochen had already touched the edge of the liquid spiritual power, when he was fighting with Yang Wenzhao, he used that heroic aura to break through the seal of the fifth-order skill in the Ring of Inheritance, and used this skill with the fourth-order cultivation. If it weren't for the Holy Healing Technique, I'm afraid he would have been lying in bed for at least a month.

With the recovery of consciousness, the pain on Long Haochen's body gradually weakened, and he vaguely felt that there seemed to be a trace of his own spiritual power in the Holy Spirit Furnace. Although he didn't know how to draw out this spiritual power, he could also feel that his cultivation had not completely disappeared, and it was only a matter of time before he recovered.

A smile rippled at the corners of Long Haochen's mouth, fighting with Yang Wenzhao, although he lost, but he was happy, Long Haochen believed that with this struggle, when his spiritual power recovered, he could really impact the fifth order.

That Yang Wenzhao is really strong, he even has a spirit furnace, and it is an offensive spirit furnace. In a one-on-one battle, the effect of the Star Sea Spirit Furnace was obviously much greater than that of his Holy Spirit Furnace.

Dad is right, the best way for the Punishment Knight to improve himself is to keep fighting, feeling and understanding in battle. I should be able to recover before the Demon Hunter tryouts are decided. According to the time calculation, the preliminary round of the Six Great Temples will be held for at least three days or so, because there should be many more competitions in the Warrior Temple.

There will be three days of rest after the preliminary round, and with this six-day buffer, I should be able to resume my cultivation, and it would be best if I could break through the fifth order. Even though Haoyue is not here, maybe I can get a good place in the finals.

This battle has brought me a lot of benefits, God bar, no one has provided it, but why do I always feel like I have forgotten the most important thing in my heart?

Suddenly, the smile on the corner of Long Haochen's mouth froze, his eyes that were obviously much darker suddenly widened, and violent mood fluctuations instantly appeared on his pale handsome face.

Cai'er, Cai'er...... ，

Long Haochen only felt as if he had received a heavy blow to his chest, and suddenly turned over and sat up.

The violent movement caused a convulsive pain in his body, but he was completely unable to pay attention to it at this time.

Damn, damn it, I missed the appointment. Playing with too much focus and focusing entirely on the opponent. I actually missed the appointment, the appointment.

Long Haochen barely stood up, and at this time, his heart was completely filled with anxiety. An indescribable emotion caused all his composure to disappear completely. In my mind, there was only the slender and thin figure holding a green bamboo cane and tapping it lightly.

She's going to wait for me, she's going to wait for me for a long, long time, I, uh......

Long Haochen slapped himself hard, ignoring the constant spasmodic pain in his body, he reluctantly stood up, leaned against the wall and walked towards the door.

I'm going to find her, I'm going to find her, at this moment, there's only one thought in his mind.

The night was already dark, and when Long Haochen staggered out of the hotel, he suddenly felt a chill rushing to his face. The spiritual power in his body is withered, and he can no longer protect himself, but fortunately, the cultivation of external spiritual power has made his body quite strong, although a sense of weakness continues to impact his perception, but the strong and persistent belief in his heart supports him step by step out of the hotel, moving towards the place where he and Cai'er agreed to meet every day.

The loss of "sacrifice" is too amazing, Long Haochen is completely in a state of soreness in his hands and feet at this time, he barely takes a step, there will be a little more sweat on his body, there is no root under his feet, and he almost fell down several times.

Fortunately, the hotel where he lived was not very far from the place he and Cai'er had agreed on, and he staggered and walked slowly. At this time, Long Haochen's heart was full of guilt, the competition is important, but how could I miss the appointment with Cai'er?

Walking forward step by step, Long Haochen's vision was already a little blurred, and the chill of the night gradually invaded his body.

arrived, arrived, it was not a long road, but he walked for half an hour, and finally, he saw the place where he met Cai'er every day. However, there was no Cai'er there, and everything around was empty and silent.

Poof, Long Haochen finally couldn't stand firm anymore, fell to the ground, and in the middle of the spinning, he seemed to see countless stars circling around his eyes.

Cai'er is gone, yes! The night is so deep, how could she not leave?

A touch of bitterness appeared on Long Haochen's lips, and he sat on the ground, his heart full of remorse. If he was allowed to choose again, he would never fight with Yang Wenzhao again. He himself was a little surprised to find that in his heart, he didn't know when sending Cai'er back was even more important than improving his cultivation.

I'm going to find her at the hotel and apologize to her. But will she forgive me? She can't see the way, and she leaves in the disappointment of waiting, and I have caused her so much pain, will she forgive me?

No, I can't go to her, it's so late at night, she must have gone to sleep because she was tired of waiting during the day. How could I bother her?

She must have waited for me for a long, long time, and in that case, I'll wait here. I'll have to wait longer than she can ask for her forgiveness.

Thinking of this, Long Haochen's wheezing voice gradually became louder, and a strong feeling of dizziness continued to fill his brain, he had never felt so weak, this feeling was by no means wonderful. At any time, there is a possibility that he will pass out again.

No, I can't pass out, I have to wait until she comes back, it's her daily trip.

While thinking, Long Haochen supported his body and slowly stood up, standing, at least it could make him more concentrated. He was afraid that he would sit there and that it would not be long before he fell into a coma or fell asleep.

Time passed minute by minute, Long Haochen was always in a groggy state, whenever his body couldn't support it, he would immediately fall there, and this fall naturally made him wake up temporarily. And then barely get up, and so on.

Cai'er stood in Long Haochen's room in a daze, a little dazed and at a loss, he wasn't here?

After hitting Yang Wenzhao hard, Cai'er came here. Although she couldn't see it, her other five senses were extremely keen, and as soon as she entered the room, she found that Long Haochen was not here.