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Chapter 67 Out of the jungle

I saw Yuwen Ding's body leaning backward, his legs constantly shifting forward, kicking, kicking, sweeping, hooking, teasing and kicking together, and Ye Ku could only dodge quickly.

For a moment, Ye Ku concentrated all his strength to deal with the attack from Yuwen Ding's legs. Unexpectedly, Yuwen Ding suddenly changed again, and his backward body suddenly jumped up. The next moment, the man rushed in front of Ye Ku, with the short knife in his right hand straight.

Plunging into Ye Ku's heart, he slapped his left hand directly on Ye Ku's face. Ye Ku fell heavily to the ground and never got up again. Yuwen Ding also collapsed and fell to the ground.

This move exhausted all the remaining strength of Yuwen Ding. He lay half on the ground and gasped for breath. After a cup of tea, he stood up, stepped forward and took off the wristband with his name on Ye Ku's hand, and used

He closed Ye Ku's angry eyes with his hands, looked up and looked in the direction, and slowly walked towards the outside of the forest with heavy steps.

At this time, Yuwen Ding was covered in injuries and blood, and his body was sore as if it was about to fall apart. He staggered step by step, but always kept his back straight, like a Shura from the region.

"A Ding!" Following several screams, several figures rushed to Yuwen Ding, and one of them hugged him tightly. When Yuwen Ding heard the familiar voice, he saw what he wanted to see most.

On his face, the highly tense nerves were finally relaxed, his vision went dark, he could no longer hold on, and his body fell backwards...

Everyone carried Ading back to the cabin with all their hands. Chao Yu looked at Ading's injuries and Ye Ku's wristband that he was holding tightly in his hand. He couldn't help but blush. Nangong Meng just understood.

, Chao Yu is not a ruthless person, why is he not worried about A Ding in his heart?

"Ding'er..." Nangong Meng and others don't know how many emotions it contains and how many stories it conceals. Only the person involved knows it in his heart.

"You guys go down first, I'll clean and bandage his wounds." Wuyou, who came after hearing the news, filled the bucket with hot water and spoke to Chao Yu. Zhuiyun and others who were surrounding A Ding's bed immediately obeyed.

He walked out of the house. With tears in his eyes, Nangong Meng let go of Yuwen Ding's hand and silently followed everyone out the door.

An hour later, the door opened. Wuyou moved the barrel, and the children came in again. Yuwen Ding was still in a coma, with his eyes closed, his thin lips pressed tightly under the high bridge of his nose, and his complexion pale.

It looked like he had lost too much blood.

"Don't worry. Although he has many injuries, they are not a problem. He is just exhausted. He will be fine when he wakes up." Chao Yu's voice returned to its previous coldness, "You don't have to guard, go back on your own.

Rest, and those who are injured should take good care of themselves." After that, he turned around and walked out of the door.

Children, you look at me and I look at you, neither of them want to leave. Nangong Meng sat in front of Yuwen Ding's bed, holding Yuwen Ding's hand, with concern and distress in his eyes. Mu Ci and Lan Lianhua also

Sit with her.

Zhuiyun, who had an injury on his leg, sat on a chair nearby, looking at Yuwen Ding with admiration in his eyes, "A Ding is really good, he actually eliminated Ye Ku."

"Yes, when he wakes up, I will definitely ask him about his fight with Ye Ku. I remember that in the last season, Ye Ku used his unique skill - Taixu Sword Technique. Even Teacher Wuyou praised it
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