Her face changed drastically, she jumped up and ran out wildly
The person behind shouted, "Qian'er"
Aorong couldn't hear anything and was so anxious that he ran straight in that direction.
That was the distress signal agreed between Qing Cang and her. It would never be used lightly unless it was absolutely necessary.
What happened? What dangers were encountered?
Thousands of thoughts in my mind finally converged into one thought: Qing Cang, you must hold on, I will come right away, right away!
I ran all the way, my hair was wet, my clothes were stained with mud, and I got there panting.
Everything at the scene made her almost stop breathing. He, dressed in white, fell into a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
There were assassins all around, and several guards in black were guarding him. The scene was extremely chaotic.
And these guards in black are about to be defeated, and their lives cannot be saved.
"Qing Cang" Her heart was as cold as ice, her breathing almost stopped, and she was covered with a deep murderous aura.
She pulled out the soft sword on her body and stabbed it out without looking away. At this moment, she had a powerful aura of meeting gods and slaying gods, meeting demons and slaying demons. Wherever she went, everyone fell to the ground.
He stared straight at the motionless man, with murderous intent in his eyes.
She struck with such cruelty that she had never seen before. Each of her swords carried incomparable power. After a while, a large piece fell, and the situation was immediately leveled. She stabbed a few more swords, and even more fell.
many
There was only him in her eyes, and he was as pale as paper and motionless, making her heartbeat almost stop. How badly was he injured?
She forced her to fight a bloody path and rushed in front of him. She held a sword in front of her in one hand to be on guard. She bent down to help him up. Her hand shook a few times and she placed it under his nose. It was warm.
His eyes were hot and he almost shed hot tears. Fortunately, he was still alive. "Qingcang, what's wrong with you? Wake up."
Seeing that he had no reaction, he had no time to think, so he took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a large pill that could bring the dead back to life, forced it into his mouth, put one hand on his back, and poured his true energy into it.
His true energy is extremely scattered and wanders in the internal organs and lungs, intermittent and extremely dangerous.
Her face turned pale, and she patiently returned the scattered energy in his body to his Dantian. This was a very laborious task. Although her martial arts was high, her internal strength was not strong.
Dense beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her eyes instantly felt hot and painful.
He almost couldn't take a breath, he was exhausted, but he refused to stop and allowed all the energy in his body to be poured into him.