Her Dantian area felt as if there was a flame burning, and the pain was so painful that she broke into a cold sweat.
What's going on? Why does it hurt so much?
However, before she had time to think about it, Mu Ranran's sword had already stabbed her again.
Chen Yin controlled the cane to block it, and the severe pain in her lower abdominal dantian made her almost breathless.
The second sword, she could no longer dodge!
The sharp blade of the sword pierced his belly, and blood flowed out.
Chen Yin looked at the wounds on her chest and abdomen in disbelief. Her whole body was shaking with pain, and her beautiful face couldn't help but twitch.
How could it be?
How could she lose?
And she lost to a warrior who was four levels behind her?!
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mu Ranran's lips, and he withdrew the sword with a "swipe". With a bright smile in his eyes, he looked at the enemy's limp body and said with a smile: "You lose."
In the competition in the sky arena, all degrees of injuries are within the allowable range as long as they are not life-threatening.
Chen Yin had no time to speak. Medical staff from Jiulan College soon came up, carried her down, and sent her to her wounds for emergency treatment.
Under the fighting stage, everyone's eyes were full of surprise, focusing on the girl in red with a bright smile on the stage.
"Cousin Luo." Mu Ranran happily jumped down from Arena No. 27, jumped to Ling Luo's side, and said with great joy, "I won."
Ling Luo stretched out his hand, gently stroked her long hair, and said with a smile: "Don't be too happy now. You are still injured. Let me deal with it first."
The pill just now was just to stop bleeding and relieve pain, but it could not solve the real problem.
"Okay." Mu Ranran walked briskly and followed Ling Luo to the medical room.
In a medical room, Ling Luo helped the little cousin bandage the wound carefully.
"Oh, by the way, Cousin Luo, you haven't told me why Chen Yin suddenly got into trouble?"
"Because she is greedy." Ling Luo's lips curved slightly, "I bet she must have used all ten Snow Maple King Essence Fruits last night."
Mu Ranran said: "What will happen if I use it?"
Ling Luo wrapped the bandage around, tied a tight knot, and said: "Although the Jingyuan Fruit can improve a practitioner's strength in a short period of time, it is fire-attributed and contains violent vitality. It is not like Chen Yin at all.
What the Wood Cultivator can resolve is that her Dantian has been damaged, and if she cannot be treated in time within three months, she may not be able to use her vitality for the rest of her life."
Mu Ranran stuck out his tongue and said with a sweet smile: "That's what she deserves."
"Yes, she deserves it." Ling Luo stood up, packed the medicine box, and said, "She shouldn't deserve it at all, she just shouldn't mess with our sisters."
Do you think she, Ling Luo, is a vegetarian by stumbling upon her again and again?
If you see a mad dog like this, beat it once.
"Cousin Luo, where are you going?" Mu Ranran asked suspiciously when he saw Ling Luo turning around and going out.
"Go to the medical room next door to see a certain little princess with a damaged pubic area." Ling Luo's lips raised a meaningful smile, "The matter is not over that easily. She still owes me fifty Qionghua.
Where’s the grass?”
Mu Ranran looked at Ling Luo's leaving figure from behind and his eyes widened.
When did Cousin Luo become such a cannibal? But she likes it!