Next to Ying Yuehong, a dying woman was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and seemed to be unable to hold on.
In front of Ying Yuehong, there were two strong men from the Sun Chaser Realm, protecting him.
These two people are both geniuses trained by the Ying family. This time, they followed Ying Yuehong into the Chosen battlefield to protect him.
They originally had a team of ten people, but in front of them, these two were the only ones left.
Even these two people were injured all over.
In one of them, the wound on the chest was more than a foot long, and the entire abdomen was cut open, dripping with blood, which was shocking.
Opposite Ying Yuehong, there were thirty geniuses surrounding the three of them.
Each of these people looked covetously at Ying Yuehong.
"Ying Yue Hong, I advise you to be obedient and leave this little girl Ming Lingyue to us. Otherwise, not only will you be unable to leave today, but even your two remaining guards will die together."
Among the more than thirty geniuses, the first one was dressed in fine clothes, holding a folding fan in his hand and flapping the fan with a dashing look on his face.
"Fengqi, Ming Lingyue has no enmity with you, why do you insist on putting us to death?"
Ying Yuehong had a look of sadness and anger on her face, looking at so many talented and powerful people in front of her, she sighed.
"Haha, it's true that there is no grievance or hatred. Don't you know there is something on Ming Lingyue?"
"Don't tell me that you saved her simply to save others. Don't you want the fire of the devil's heart in her?"
Fengqi on the other side sneered.
"Fengqi, although I, Ying Yuehong, am not a good person, I will never take advantage of my friends. I cannot do such treacherous things as you."
Ying Yuehong shook her head and said.
"Yingyue Hong, how long do you think you can survive? There are only four of you left, and you are the only one who is capable of fighting. Do you think you can withstand the siege of so many of us?"
Feng Qi asked in a cold voice.
"Master Ying, let's go! Even if I die, I won't make them feel better."
Mingyue Ling opened her eyes, her expression filled with anger.
"Miss Ming, don't worry. Although I am not very capable, I still have some backbone. I promise that I will never let you get hurt again before I die."
Ying Yuehong said, stretched out her hand to pull off her black cloak, covered Mingyue Ling's body, and looked at her comfortingly.
Then, Ying Yuehong stood up, looked at the two shaky guards in front of her, sighed and said, "Thank you both for the hard work, I'm sorry for you."
"Young Master Ying, you don't have to say this. We are your people. Over the years, we have eaten and drank from the Ying family. Our lives are all yours. If you act like this, we will not be able to see anyone else."
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One of the guards who could still breathe quickly responded.
"Fengqi, these two guards of mine are very loyal and brave. They are just ordinary people and have no hatred against you. Can you give them a chance to let them leave?"
Ying Yuehong asked Feng Qi.
"Do you think I will let them go?"
Fengqi chuckled.
In front of Ying Yuehong, the two guards looked at each other, smiled, and showed determination at the same time.
"Young Master Ying, you don't need to beg him, we will never live!"
The guard who had been disemboweled shouted in anger, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards Feng Qi.
"Hahaha……"
Fengqi laughed wildly and hit the folding fan with a wave of his hand!
In the air, countless arc-shaped sword lights instantly appeared, dismembering the guard on the spot!
Blood was spilled on the spot, and the ground was hot!
"Fengqi!"
Ying Yuehong's face turned red with anger and she jumped up.
A black vine swayed into the sky and rushed towards Fengqi.
"Haha, just because you are so unsatisfactory?"
Fengqi laughed wildly,
The sun rose between his eyebrows, and a shadow of a god spewed out from between his eyebrows.
This phantom of the god was forced down, covering Yingyue Hong directly on the ground.
The gap in realm was too big. Even though Ying Yuehong was already a strong person in the ninth level of Chasing the Sun Realm, she was still forcibly photographed under the strong suppression of Feng Qi, the second level of the God Realm.
"Originally I wanted to save face for your Ying family, but you are so desperate for me, then I will help you!"
Feng Qi stepped on Ying Yue Hong's face with his kick, and cut off Ying Yue Hong's neck with the snow-white fan in his hand.
"don't want!"
In the distance, Ming Lingyue shouted shrilly.
Ying Yuehong closed her eyes and waited for death.
"Hmm!"
Feng Qi just paused for a moment, then swept his folding fan towards Ying Yue Hong's neck.
However, after Fengqi's fan swept across it, he suddenly discovered that the Yingyuehong that was originally at his feet had disappeared.
Then, a man in white appeared in front of him.
The man's expression was so indifferent, and his gaze was on Feng Qi, as if...a god was looking down at a mortal, which made Feng Qi extremely uncomfortable.
"Ye, Brother Ye!"
Ying Yuehong obviously didn't expect that he could still be alive. When he saw the man who rescued him clearly, he spoke in shock, and then he was filled with surprise.
"Brother Ying, leave it to me!"
Ye Wenchan smiled faintly, supported Yingyuehong, and sat next to Minglingyue. Then he took out two pills and gave one to Yingyuehong and Minglingyue respectively.