Chu Yue wanted to stab her immediately, ignored her and waved her hand towards the man in black.
The man in black stepped forward and grabbed Sang Zhi by the collar to separate him.
Sang Zhi cried and hugged Ye Qianning tightly.
Ye Qianning's chest wound hurt from being squeezed: "Cough cough cough..."
Hearing the sound, Sang Zhi subconsciously let go and was lifted up.
Chu Yue took out the knife.
"Ahem...Sang Zhi, if you give her your eyes, I will never forgive you even if I die, do you hear me?" Ye Qianning was a little anxious.
Sang Zhi stared at her.
"Did you hear that? If you think I am a friend, just listen to me." Ye Qianning said and looked at Chu Yue: "Ugly, if you can, kill me."
Chu Yue turned around and stared at her gloomily.
"Haha, I really regret that I didn't poke both of your eyes, ahem... But it's good now that you have become a one-eyed monster. I think you will be called the one-eyed princess from now on."
Chu Yue was angered, turned around, and headed towards Ye Qianning.
Ye Qianning stared at Chu Yue's pale face, still arrogant, with a smile on her lips: "One eye will affect the snobbery, can you see the right position when you use the knife?"
Chu Yue looked at her condescendingly, raised the knife in her hand and stabbed her in the eye: "You will know if you try it."
Ye Qianning stared at her.
As long as Chu Yue kills her, Sang Zhi will definitely not give her his eyes again, so he can live.
"Ding"
At the critical moment.
There was a crisp collision sound, and the knife in Chu Yue's hand was knocked out by the dart.
Then a white figure attacked Chu Yue.
Chu Yue was stunned for a moment, and she stood up and retreated continuously when the wind came, and the white figure came up.
Ye Qianning was a little surprised when he saw the person coming, Qian Fanji, why did he appear here.
However, before she could react, several more figures appeared.
Luo Wen, Ying Ge, and Ying Yuan attacked the man in black, their swords sharp and powerful.
The man in black who was carrying Sang Zhi suddenly faced the sharp wind of his palm, and stepped back repeatedly. The long sword came towards him. He didn't care about the person in his hand, so he threw the person away with all his strength and blocked it with his sword.
Sang Zhi was thrown to the ground, and the back of his head hit a stone, and bright red blood immediately flowed out.
"Fat group."
There was an urgent sound, and the purple figure fell next to Ye Qianning.
"Little girl..."
Zhan Chi ran over and saw scars all over his body. His heart beat suddenly and he almost suffocated with pain.
Gu Shuo's eyes shrank, and he became angry for a moment: "Zhan Chi, take care of her."
After saying that, he drew out the soft sword from his waist and joined the fight.
"You..." Zhan Chi squatted down, somewhat at a loss as to what to do.
The blood and flesh were blurred, and tears suddenly fell down.
"Ahem, I'm fine, Sang Zhi... you go check on Sang Zhi." Ye Qianning stared at the motionless person lying on the ground and wanted to stand up, but the pain made her sway and sit down again.
Zhan Chi didn't even turn his head: "You're so seriously injured, why is it okay? Don't move, don't move."
"It's not hurt. It's okay. Go check on Sang Zhi." Ye Qianning pushed away the hand that wanted to hold him.
Zhan Chi glanced back perfunctorily this time, and fell on Ye Qianning again: "There is no blood on his body. The leg needs to stop bleeding quickly."
"I'll handle it myself. He seems to have hit his head. Please bring him over."
"you……"
Zhan Chi couldn't resist, so he got up and ran to hug Sang Zhi.
Ye Qianning looked at the group of people fighting. Chu Yue had just come over and brought three men in black. Their internal strength and kung fu were no less than those of Gu Shuo and Qian Fanji.
Chu Yue's force level is not low when she takes it seriously. Ying Yuan and her opponents have no upper hand at all. Chu Yue's inner strength is evil, but she has not exposed all of it at this time.
The most difficult person to deal with was the man in black who had just pierced her calf with his sword. He was extremely skilled and had no sense of awe for Chu Yue. It was obvious that he should be the highest-ranking secret guard around Emperor Dongsi.
Luo Wen and Yingge were both at a disadvantage in the siege, so it was hard to say whether they would win in this situation.
Zhan Chi picked up Sang Zhi and put him on the ground.
Ye Qianning leaned over and looked at the back of his head. Fortunately, he was just unconscious and the wound on his head was not a big problem.
"You are so injured yourself, yet you still care about him." Zhan Chi sniffed and looked at her chest and calves.
An adult with such an injury would probably faint and faint, but she still had some strength to show the injury to others.
Ye Qianning took out the elixir from the space and fed one to Sang Zhi. He also took one himself. Then he took a round porcelain bottle and opened the paste-like medicine inside.
It was a wound medicine previously made from the mixed medicine of Liangyi Xiangsheng.
"Don't move, I'll do it." Zhan Chi took the porcelain bottle over and gently rolled up the broken trousers with his hands. The wound made him feel even more distressed.
People who practice martial arts are very aware of sword injuries, and long swords are...
Feeling terribly distressed, he turned around and glared at Chu Yue who was fighting. He wished he could tear them into pieces.
"Disinfect with potion." Ye Qianning handed over another bottle of water.
Zhan Chi took it naturally. Normally, he would have been surprised and asked, but now he was focused on dealing with the little baby's injury and had no time to care about anything else.
Ye Qianning's body became a lot sluggish, and the load on her body was so severe that it was just like those days when she traveled back in time. Her whole body was weak, dizzy and retching.
It seems that you have to exercise diligently in the future, accumulate blessings, and maintain your physical condition. Otherwise, the most dangerous state of the body is overload.
Just now Zhan Chi and his party arrived half a minute late, and now she would not be alive sitting here.
Zhan Chi washed the wound with water, applied the ointment to her calf, and then treated the scars on her shoulder and chest.
"I'll come here by myself."
"How can you do it yourself? I'll do it, I'll do it." Zhan Chi stretched out his hand.
Ye Qianning blocked it and took the plaster over: "I can do it myself."
Zhan Chi hesitated for a moment and suddenly realized that she was a little girl, and the location of the wound was from her left shoulder to her chest, which was somewhat inappropriate for a grown man.
"Call me if you need anything. I'm your dad, and you're so young."
As he spoke, he turned around and glanced at the fighting crowd.
Ye Qianning didn't speak, her body was still small, but her mind was that of an adult, and the injury on her chest didn't work with the medicine on hand.
The tiger just now was a mutant, and its body was fed some kind of powerful poison, which should be contagious.
Otherwise her body would not be so weak afterwards.
As for what type of infection she was not sure yet, she took out a bottle from the space and dropped the blood from her chest into the bottle for easy research.
Ye Qianning cleaned the wound with the Space Spirit Spring, took out a few white pills, ground them into powder and sprinkled them on it. It had the effect of temporarily freezing the blood around the wound, and then slowly removed it after going back to study.
Zhan Chi looked nervous as he watched the fight on that side. Qian Fan was silent, Gu Shuo was at a disadvantage, and the men in black from Sanming were besieging him, and his body was stained in many places.
