"Qi medicine?" Ye Jiujiu shouted out in disbelief, and because of the slight movement of his neck because of his words, a small blood mark immediately appeared, and with a "hiss", Ye Jiujiu did not dare to move again.

"You still know me, it's good, and it can make you understand when you die." Qi Yao looked at Ye Jiujiu hatefully, word by word, and said slowly.

Qi Yao's hateful gaze was too obvious, and the killing intent continued to spread, Ye Jiujiu thought about it for a while, and quickly understood the reason for Qi Yao's hatred for her: "Qi Yao, your clan's bloody case ......"

"Shut up, you're not qualified to mention my clan." Qi Yao didn't like to say his clan from the mouth of Ye Jiujiu, a vicious woman, and as long as he mentioned it, he felt that it was an insult to the clan.

It's all because he believed this woman's words at that time and was taken out by her, otherwise, how could his clan suffer such a devastating injury?

"I will kill you now to sacrifice the spirits of my people in heaven." Qi Yao said, his hand moved, and the tip of the sword with cold light pointed directly at Ye Jiujiu's throat.

Ye Jiujiu has no way to retreat, there is no way to avoid it, and a sad and indignant mood is swinging in his heart, is it possible to live a new life, will he be wronged to death like this?

In that case, what is the point of living a new life?

The powerful aura was suppressed like a tide, and the tip of Qi Yao's sword had not yet pierced Ye Jiujiu's throat, his chest cavity tumbled and stirred, his internal breath suddenly became chaotic, his hand seemed to suddenly lose his strength, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

The next moment, Qi Yao gave up killing Ye Jiujiu and disappeared into the jungle.

The long and tall black figure stood in front of Ye Jiujiu, his expression was cold and serious, he didn't care about the injury on Ye Jiujiu's neck, but said coldly and sternly: "After so much time training, you have achieved such a result?" ”

Ye Jiujiu's heart was cold, she was most afraid that Feng Mo would be disappointed in her, so she lowered her head and didn't say anything.

Ye Jiujiu lowered his head and pulled the wound on his neck, and blood flowed down his snow-white neck.

Feng Mojiang swallowed his saliva, forcibly turned his gaze away, and continued: "The military training is over, continue the training." ”

"Yes." Ye Jiujiu said.

Ye Jiujiu originally thought that she was already very powerful, and even with her senior brothers and sisters, she might not lose, of course, what she lost was not her skill, but the ruthlessness of killing.

She needs the battlefield and practice, as General Feng Mo said, the simple training ground can no longer help her, she must improve herself in actual combat.

It's just that until now, she hasn't been able to find a real partner.

But today, she was beaten by Qi Yao and had no power to fight back, and she was defeated and retreated, and she didn't even have a chance to escape, so Ye Jiujiu realized her shortcomings.

The little skill in front of her is far from enough.

"Boss Wind, why are you here?" Ye Jiujiu became more and more curious, as if every time her life was at a juncture, Feng Mo would always appear to save her.

Could it be that he has been following her all along?

Ye Jiujiu raised his head, secretly looked at Feng Mojiang's cold and stern expression, and shook his head secretly, unlikely, Feng Mojiang is such a person, where does it seem that someone will follow others?

He shouldn't be able to do this kind of thing.

Ye Jiujiu was pondering, Feng Mojiang suddenly approached Ye Jiujiu, stood one step away from Ye Jiujiu, lowered his head, and looked at the wound between her snow-white and graceful neck.

The slender wound continued to secrete tiny beads of blood, which gradually gathered into large blood droplets and slid down the neck.

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