Her actions were not polite at all. Even Yun Zhen, who was in a coma, screamed in pain, but he did not wake up.
The half of his face turned sideways was as white as a dead person, either because it had been soaked in water for too long or because he had lost too much blood.
Wei Ning could only squat down to check. The black sword was still hanging above Yun Zong's head. If he dared to cheat, his life would be the same!
The body was turned over, and Yun Zong was lying on his back. Only then did Wei Ning see that half of his body was covered in blood, and the right arm that had just been soaked in water had been neatly bitten off from the shoulder!
The arm has long since disappeared, leaving only a wound that was whitened by the water and where the flesh and bones were rolled.
Wei Ning was shocked. She had not seen how the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts and Yun Zong fought at that time, but seeing Yun Zong's tragic wounds, the situation at that time must have been more dangerous than hers.
However, this was his own fault. Who told him to risk his life to provoke her?
She never had much sympathy for her enemies, she just wanted to see if Yun Zong was dead or not.
She remembered that Yun Zong held the sword with his right hand. Now that his right hand is broken, he will be half disabled from now on...
For Yun Zong, who had always been proud and arrogant, this kind of injury was probably more painful than death.
She stretched out her hand and slapped Yun Zong hard on the face twice.
"Wake up! If you don't wake up, I will throw you here!" Although she would throw him here when he woke up, she just wanted to see his expression when he woke up and found that he had broken his right hand.
Wei Ning admits that she is too evil. She has never claimed to be a good person, nor does she want to be one.
How can it be better to be a good person than to be a bad person?
An ancient saying goes: Good people don’t live long, but bad people live a thousand years.
Yun Zong's face turned red when he slapped him, and he groaned in pain. He still couldn't wake up from his dream, and just murmured in a low voice: "Sister, sister, don't abandon me, take me with you..."
"I'll take you away when you wake up!"
"Okay, okay, I..." Yun Zong raised his left hand to grab her. He seemed to want to raise his right hand, but it was gone. He tried hard, but in vain. He seemed to be very scared.
"Sister, catch me, catch me!"
Seeing his face twisted in pain in a coma, Wei Ning just felt bored and decided to ignore him. She stood up and took two steps. When she heard him persistently calling "sister", she felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.
"I owe you in my previous life!" Wei Ning cursed in a low voice, but still walked over, grabbed his left hand, and dragged him up from the ground.
The movement was too big, and he screamed in pain, which was all he could do. He couldn't even open his eyes, and his consciousness was intermittent.
"You brat, I'm going to give you some poison now, but if you dare to bring trouble on me in the future, you'll be poisoned and die!"
Wei Ning half dragged and half dragged him to sit under a big banyan tree. It was a little drier here and there was a shallow stream next to it.
The wound on his broken arm was too serious. Fortunately, Wei Ning had a lot of medicinal materials, all of which were of the highest quality. Some of them were specially prepared by Situ Yao for her to specifically treat trauma.
She didn't want to pity her, so she took off Yun Zong's clothes and poured medicine on his wound regardless of whether he was in pain or not.
The anti-inflammatory medicine was quite irritating and it was really painful. He twitched twice and then became motionless, but his breathing was still weak.
"Saving your life is already considered a great act of kindness on my part!"
