The imperial concubine is delicate and charming, and she criticizes the tyrant for pampering her with her life. Chapter 322: It hurts you to death, forget it
Qing Hua and Jin Ling's spiritual power has not yet recovered.
Now the only one who can fight is Ning Fengxu.
It's just that Ning Fengxu can't see. Even though he can use spiritual power, he doesn't have any theoretical knowledge. I'm afraid he doesn't know how to control spiritual power at all.
Sure enough, the next moment, Ning Fengxu started fighting with Wan Qiu.
But Ning Fengxu's control over her speed and distance is far inferior to Wan Qiu's. What's more terrible is that Wan Qiu is a puppet, and a puppet doesn't breathe. It becomes even more difficult for Ning Fengxu to rely on breathing to determine his position.
It's difficult. You can only find the opponent's position by constantly attacking to make the opponent make noise.
In just a few dozen rounds of this style of fighting, Ning Fengxu was stabbed all over.
Even if Qing Hui can give him guidance, Wan Qiu is not an ordinary puppet. His speed is so fast that Qing Hui may not be able to keep up, so his guidance will be useless.
This can't go on like this!
Qing Hu gritted his teeth, grabbed his own hair, and cut off a section of it ruthlessly.
She threw a lot of broken hair into the air, and instantly transformed into countless red leaves.
The red leaves formed countless dots in the sky, trapping Wan Qiu and Ning Fengxu in them.
The densely packed red leaves seem to be connected in series to form a formation like a sea of stars. Each red leaf is a dot. These dots seem to have turned into Ning Fengxu's eyes. Whenever he encounters any red leaf in late autumn, he will be attracted by Ning Fengxu.
Xu noticed.
The situation finally improved.
It's just that Qing Hua's spiritual power couldn't last long, but within a moment, the formation began to show signs of collapse.
Jin Ling hurriedly stepped forward to help, injecting spiritual power to help Qing Hu hold on.
Less than half a quarter of an hour passed, and cold sweat broke out between Jin Ling's brows.
Ning Fengxu, who was above her, once again fell into a disadvantage. The chain in Wan Qiu's hand pierced through the Pipa bone, creating a bloody hole the size of a fist. Ning Fengxu could no longer lift the strength in her hand, and fell backwards uncontrollably.
go.
"Ning Fengxu!" Qing Hui shouted and immediately removed the formation.
At this time, suddenly a red lotus flew over, with red petals and black willow leaves, one red and one black, entwined into a thicker chain, surrounding Wan Qiu. Wan Qiu threw out the black chain in his hand, shattering the petals.
Liu Shuangyue stepped on the black chain and met Wan Qiu's eyes.
"Master!" Song Tanxi's voice came. Qing Hui turned around in surprise and saw Song Tanxi and Song Yunting rushing over.
Qing Hui was surprised: "Didn't I ask you to wait outside?"
Song Tanxi nodded: "We did go in another direction. After Ah Ting noticed the movement here, he immediately notified Miss Liu, and we followed suit."
After saying that, she looked at Jin Ling again and asked, "How are you doing?"
"Fortunately, Axi, let Xuanyu, this little black snake, take you to find some spiritual brocade. Don't go far. Ating, help clean the wound." Qing Hui first dragged Ning Fengxu to
By the lake, I reached out and took off his clothes.
The weak Ning Fengxu subconsciously stretched out her hand to stop him.
"What are you doing?" Qing Hui took his hand away.
"Princess, I..." Ning Fengxu coughed twice and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.
Qing Hui directly tore off his already tattered and disgraceful clothes, found something to fill with water, poured spiritual power into it, and poured it on his wound.
The severe pain made Ning Fengxu's expression change.
Qing Hui snorted: "I'll let you be so picky, I'll hurt you to death!"