Lan Yunyi's eyes widened, she looked at the scene in front of her and screamed violently.
Lan Xiuhe stabbed Lan Yunyi in the heart without hesitation, but Zhu Qing, who hurried over, blocked the move with his sword.
The direction of the sword deviated and it stabbed into Zhu Qing's right arm. Blood spurted onto Lan Xiuhe's face.
"Lan Xiuhe, stop!"
Lan Yunyi hurriedly recited a powerful formula, but it had no effect.
Lan Xiuhe didn't seem to hear Lan Yunyi's words, but stabbed Zhu Qing's right arm with his backhand again.
After Zhu Qing's right arm was stabbed, she couldn't even hold the sword steady. Before she could change the sword to her left hand, Lan Xiuhe used a strong force and sliced off her right arm.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
Lan Yunyi watched Zhu Qing's severed arm fly to her feet, her eyes were scarlet, and she screamed.
The heavy rain blocked many things. When Yan Yinxiao heard Lan Yunyi's voice and rushed to her side, this was what she saw.
Lan Yunyi's eyes were scarlet red, and she recited countless formulas in her mouth for a while.
Several tactics are issued in unison.
Lan Yunyi stared at the sword in Lan Xiuhe's hand, and held the blade with bare hands. As Lan Yunyi exerted force, the shimmering blade broke with a sound, and a drop of blood dripped from Lan Yunyi's palm.
Drops of water fell down.
Lan Yunyi let go of the sword, and a hurricane turned the sword head, and then stabbed Lan Xiuhe's heart suddenly.
"Lan Xiu and Me"
"Lan Xiuhe, what have you learned in the temple for several years, and why have you turned into a demon who eats hair and drinks blood?!"
Lan Yunyi said, using her hands continuously.
The hand holding the sword's blade continued to ooze blood, which mixed with the rain and dripped.
After Lan Yunyi recited the Acceleration Technique, her speed was too fast. When everyone came to their senses, they saw Lan Xiuhe's eyes widening, and a broken sword blade stuck in his left chest.
A moment later, Lan Xiuhe fell straight to the ground.
The heavy downpour blurred his vision, and the rain formed a small puddle in Lan Xiuhe's deep eye sockets and high bridge of nose.
Lan Xiuhe felt that his body was getting colder, and the hot blood seemed to be flowing out of his body.
He stared at the dark sky with wide eyes, but a woman's voice rang in his ears.
"From today on, you must learn to take good care of her and not let her suffer any grievance or harm."
"She is your life."
The woman's voice is gentle and soft, and sounds nice.
Immediately, there were screams one after another, and the background seemed to be the crackling sound of wood breaking in the raging fire.
Lan Xiuhe felt very strange about these sounds. He had never heard these sounds before and had no memory of them.
The blood in his body continued to drain, and he closed his eyes weakly.
A soft and waxy voice sounded in his ears again. It was a girl's, as if she was telling him a story word for word.
What appeared in Lan Xiuhe's mind was the sky full of white curtains, fluttering and dancing with the hurricane.
Lan Xiuhe slowly closed his eyes.
Lan Qianjing couldn't help but scream when he saw the scene in front of him. His secret guards stopped fighting at his command, picked up Lan Xiuhe's body, and fled with him.
Lan Yunyi looked at Lan Qianjing's fleeing back and fell to the ground in an instant. She couldn't even hear the sound and could only look down and see her chest rising and falling violently.
The next second, she suddenly threw herself next to Zhu Qing.
"Master, come quickly, come and save Zhu Qing!" Lan Yunyi's voice was filled with tears.
Even when she thought she was going to die, she had never been so panicked.
Seeing the big raindrops hitting Zhu Qing's pale face, Lan Yunyi would rather the person who had her arm cut off by Lan Xiu was herself.
Where the green bamboo was flowing, there was already a pool of blood, and the blood and rain mixed together.
She hurriedly ran to Zhu Qing's side and helped Zhu Qing's body up. She couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on her face. Lan Yunyi could only feel Zhu Qing's whole body trembling.
"Zhuqing, you will be fine. Master is here and he will come to save you right away. Look at me, don't fall asleep, don't fall asleep!"
Zhuqing could no longer hear clearly what Lan Yunyi was saying. She could only feel the severe pain in her body and her mind went blank.
The rain covered her eyes, making her vision blurry. She saw Lan Yunyi hugging her anxiously, her mouth opening and closing, not knowing what she was saying.
She could only use all her strength to grin slightly at her, and then said: "Master, Zhu Qing failed to protect you. Zhu Qing neglected his duty."
When Lan Yunyi heard this, she burst into tears for a moment: "You have protected me well enough..."
Zhuqing didn't know whether she understood or not, she just coughed and streams of blood flowed out from her lips.
Lan Yunyi didn't bring any medicine with her. When the old miracle doctor got rid of Lan Qianjing's secret guard and hurried here, he hurriedly took out a hemostatic elixir from his body and fed it to Zhu Qing.
"Put the severed hand on. We will go back immediately to prepare for the operation. Remember not to let this severed hand be contaminated in any way."
Taoist Ling Chen grabbed the old miracle doctor who was squatting on the ground. After saying this, he hurried back with his severed hand in his arms.
He was a surgeon before he came here. Although he hasn't performed an operation for many years, there probably won't be any problems with the old man with the white beard by his side.
If you really want to talk about it, this old man with a white beard can still be regarded as his apprentice.
So Yu Ying took the bamboo green from Lan Yunyi's hand, and the group hurriedly ran towards Qingyun Temple.
Lan Yunyi stood up in a daze, looking at her empty arms, tears rolling down her eyes in succession.
Yan Yinxiao hugged her hastily.
Lan Yunyi felt the warmth of Yan Yinxiao's embrace, slowly raised her head and said to him: "I want Lan Qianjing to die, I want to kill him with my own hands."
Yan Yinxiao felt the person in his arms trembling slightly. Although he said nothing, he hugged her tighter.
The pleasant smell of the person in front of him blew into Lan Yunyi's nostrils, and the tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Lan Yunyi felt weak and fainted in Yan Yinxiao's arms.
Mu and Cen were standing in the distance across the rain. The bloody sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. He looked at Lan Yunyi in Yan Yinxiao's arms motionlessly. After a long time, he seemed to smile.
He raised his lips in a non-smiling manner.
His eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After a while, he used Qinggong and flew away.