As the hot blood slowly cooled down, Lu Jiu's consciousness also recovered in an instant.

"call……"

A severe feeling of weakness came over him, and Lu Jiu half-knelt on the ground, panting violently.

The cracks on my hands have also disappeared...

A look of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Let's go."

After taking a deep look at Lu Jiu and the Duan Chen Sword beside him, the man in purple and a group of shadow assassins flashed and left here...

Elder Mingxin and others did not have the ability to intercept the shadow assassins, so they could only watch them leave.

Yan Luojun frowned slightly when he saw this, and quickly went up to help Lu Jiu.

"Are you OK?"

There was worry in her beautiful eyes.

"without……"

Before Lu Jiu finished speaking, he felt a huge sense of exhaustion sweeping over him, his eyes darkened, and his body fell weakly towards Yan Luojun.

Then……

If Lu Jiu was still awake now, he would definitely feel a fragrant fragrance.

Yan Luojun's fair cheeks instantly turned red.

After staying for a moment, he hurriedly helped Lu Jiu into position.
Chapter completed!