Qing Mo immediately put all his weight on Jin Yan. Jin Yan's body sank, but he could resist it. Qing Mo only weighed more than 100 kilograms. Even Jin Yan before practicing could still bear it.
Especially now.
Seeing that all of Qing Mo's weight was on her, Jin Yan felt even more worried, "How could you be so seriously injured?" Can't you even stand still? Wasn't he the only one who took action just now? Why was he so seriously injured?
injury?
Wait, why did he attack Ling Tian? What happened in the middle? What did she miss?
She couldn't clearly see the duel between gods, and it was probably because she didn't see it.
"If I said Ling Tian hurt me, would you believe it?" Qing Mo leaned against Jin Yan. Jin Yan held his waist with one hand and grabbed his arm with the other to hold him in place. However, he found that this was not very convenient.
, which method would be more convenient?
"He hurt you? Are you hurt so badly because he hurt you first?" Jin Yan asked back, was Qing Mo hurt by Ling Tian without her seeing it?
Seeing her disbelieving look, Qing Mo asked back in displeasure, and asked dully: "Do you believe it or not?"
"Letter." Jin Yan replied quickly.
Under such circumstances, it is understandable that Ling Tian would hurt Qing Mo in order to compete for the silver beads. Even if Ling Tian usually gives way to Qing Mo in many places, this does not mean that Ling Tian has to give in to Qing Mo in this matter.
Now it was Qing Mo's turn to be stunned. He didn't expect Jin Yan to answer so simply and actually believe him.
"Do you really believe it? Then should you avenge me?" Half of his body was supported by Jin Yan. Jin Yan felt that it was very tiring, "Qing Mo, let me carry you."
Hearing these words, Qing Mo immediately coughed, feeling that he couldn't afford to be hurt. He, a grown man, actually asked a woman to carry him on his back. If anyone saw him, he would laugh to death.
Jin Yan quickly patted his back, "Are you okay? Don't die here." Qing Mo would cough up blood when he coughed, so Jin Yan didn't dare to be careless at all, for fear that something would happen to Qing Mo.
"With you here, how could I die?" Qing Mo said with a smile.
"You're still like this and you're still in the mood to joke. You're a god. How could you be so seriously injured? Why did Ling Tian hurt you? How could you be hurt like this?" She noticed that although Ling Tian was bleeding, it didn't look like Qing Tian's.
Mo was so weak, and he didn't spit out so much blood like Qing Mo.
Qing Mo did not want to dwell on this issue. He did not intend to tell Jin Yan that his injury was due to the Emperor of Heaven. Telling Jin Yan would only make Jin Yan have thoughts in her heart. After all, she still needs to stay here for a while.
"Let me ask you, even if I really hurt Ling Tian, there is no need for you to question me like that." He was still worried about that incident, and Jin Yan's tone and expression at that time would sting just thinking about it.
"Well, he is my master." Besides, you two don't get along with each other to begin with. You treat him so badly, so it's not surprising that you would hurt him.
"What about me?" Qing Mo asked subconsciously.
Jin Yan was startled, then whispered: "Who are you? We don't seem to have anything to do with each other." So logically speaking, she must be helping Ling Tian.
Qing Mo was speechless immediately, being choked by Jin Yan and unable to utter a word. Indeed, the two of them have nothing to do with each other. He is not hers. Ling Tian is at least her master. How could he be so miserable?