The beam of light that condensed the spirit of the flowers swept across the entire dark forest like a death storm.
Where the hurricane swept through, trees were cut down, and any defense was ineffective.
The storm declared the victory of this battle in a devastating manner.
Lan Nuoyin exhausted her strength and forcibly released the God's Sacrifice, which was an unbearable load for her, so she fell to the ground the next second after releasing it.
"Xiao Nu!" Ling Yuan wanted to rush over but found a figure catching Lan Nuyin faster than him.
The white figure hugged Lan Nuoyin, and her gentle, watery eyes were full of complexity.
"Xiao Nu, I made the mistake of looking at you again." He sighed softly.
"Jin?! Why are you here?!" Ling Yuan's pupils shrank, why did Jin appear in the dark forest?
Jin's eyes swept around indifferently. Except for the almost dead Hanxue Sect disciples, other people who heard the sound quickly gathered here.
"Put down the flower crossbow!" Xueyu was always paying attention to the movements here. Of course he would not miss such a big movement. When he saw that except for a few lucky ones and the second elder who were dying, almost all of his disciples were dead.
Xue Yu's eyes were so red that he wanted to cut this Hua Nu into pieces!
Jin looked at him indifferently, his eyes were cold. "I don't know whether to live or die!"
A white flying blade shot towards Xueyu at a high speed. He wanted to resist but was shocked to find that a powerful aura was oppressing him and unable to move.
It’s over!
The flying blade suddenly deflected and hit Xue Yu's face hard, and a section of hair slipped quietly.
There is a skull symbol on the flying blade.
There was a strange silence in the whole place. After Jin took Lan Nuoyin and Ling Yuan away, there was a sound of gasping...
"Shura Hall?!"
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Lan Nuyin was seriously injured, so Jin took her directly out of the dark forest and went straight to the Palace of Shanosis.
Ling Yuan was also injured and was being bandaged nearby. Jin stood guard in front of Lan Nuyin's bed with complicated eyes.
Lan Nuyin's face was as pale as paper, her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes cast a faint shadow, and there was no trace of blood on her lips. She was as quiet as if she had died.
My heart ached slightly.
Xiaonuo, what kind of person are you?
She clearly knew that even if you were defeated, you would not die, and whether it was Hua Rao or him, he would definitely save her. But she still used the God's Sacrifice regardless of the risk.
"Xiao Nu!" Ling Yuan's voice came from next door. "Jin, how is she?"
"The main external injury is on my left hand, which is nothing serious. The most important thing is that the internal injuries are too severe and need to be repaired by myself. I'm afraid I won't wake up too soon."
Ling Yuan looked distressed, "What a fool, how can I explain to Sister Hua Rao?!"
"What are you telling me?" A lazy voice came from outside the door. Ling Yuan deeply understood what it means to say that Cao Cao and Cao Cao have arrived.
"Sister Hua Rao, it's all my fault for not protecting Xiao Nu!" Ling Yuan admitted his mistake sincerely.
Hua Rao waved her hand and said, "Come on, I know this little girl did it herself. She is so stubborn. I told her clearly that she couldn't release the God's Sacrifice with her current ability, but she dared to use it forcefully. Even if
This is a lesson." There was no trace of worry or distress on Hua Rao's face.
Ling Yuan was speechless, why is Lord Flower God so heartless?
"Jin, thank you for saving my precious apprentice. You must seize this opportunity!"
Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at Hua Rao, who had a cunning look on his face. "This conspiracy was planned by Ophelia."