Ling Xuewei squinted her eyes, Kunpeng's eyes flickered, and soon she found the invisible Duan Zhiye.
Duan Zhiye attacked continuously, but Ling Xuewei dodged them all. This kid seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Gradually, he lost patience. Because he wanted to capture him alive, he had some spare hands.
After another cup of tea, his invisibility gradually lost its effectiveness, and at the same time, his aura was not much left.
On the ground, Ling Xuewei was panting violently, her body was swaying, and blood kept flowing out of her legs. Finally, she seemed unable to hold on and fell to the ground.
Duan Zhiye landed, but he was very cautious and observed for a while from a distance, as if to determine whether Ling Xuewei had really fainted.
He drew his dagger and shot it.
The dagger plunged straight into Ling Xuewei's calf.
Ling Xuewei remained motionless.
Now, Duan Zhiye felt relieved.
He walked over and squatted down, and when he was about to reach out, his wrist was cut off!
"Ouch——!!"
He held his severed hand and screamed, blood spurting out and spreading all over the floor.
Ling Xuewei's face was as cold as frost, "Didn't your elder E tell you not to believe me so easily?"
The dagger plunged straight into his chest, but was blocked by a layer of light!
It was the protective magic weapon on his body. Duan Zhiye screamed and shouted, "Someone is coming!! Someone is coming quickly!"
From a distance, there are disciples running towards us.
"You can't kill me! Give up!"
"Yeah?"
Two swish knives pierced his legs!
With a cry, Duan Zhiye fainted from the pain.
Ling Xuewei's black blade was placed on his neck, facing the people from the Thousand Emperor Sect who were surrounding him.
"Let go of Senior Brother Duan!"
"If he dares to come one step closer, I will kill him."
"Senior Brother Duan has high-level armor, you can't kill him."
Ling Xuewei sneered, raised her foot and kicked the dagger stuck in his leg. With a pop, the tip of the dagger penetrated through the flesh, revealing the white bones.
"ah!!"
Duan Zhiye woke up in pain, his face pale and pale.
"Although I can't kill him, I can make his life worse than death." The cold voice echoed in the night, inexplicably penetrating.
"You! What do you want?"
"Go back and tell your elders, E Ji, that I took him away. If you want to come back, I, Mo Yan, will be waiting for you at any time."
They gritted their teeth, "Then where should I find you?"
"Oh, aren't you very capable? Find it yourself."
"Snowball, lightning."
The spiritual consciousness summoned back Snowball and Lightning who were making a big fuss in all directions. Yufeng sat on Lightning's back and rushed into the night sky under their angry gazes.
"You guys, lead people to catch up. I'll go back and report to Elder E first!"
"yes!"
The two groups separated and soon disappeared.
…
Ling Xuewei knew that someone was following her, but she didn't care. When she arrived near the place agreed with Su Yuanzhi, she knocked out Duan Zhiye and slipped into the space.
Her figure just disappeared, and soon, those people came after her.
"Where are the people?"
"Asshole! He must have used space magic to escape! Look around, he must not be far away!"
They quickly spread out and searched in the dark.
Dozens of miles away.
When Ling Xuewei arrived, Su Yuanzhi immediately greeted her, "Fortunately, you're fine. Come with me."
They entered a cave, which was the place they had agreed upon before. After entering, Su Yuanzhi set up a barrier.
In the cave, Duanmu Ling was lying with his life and death unknown. Su Yuanzhi said, "He is not in a good condition now. Come and take a look."
Ling Xuewei knelt down and checked his injury.
After a moment, he said, "Untie his clothes."
Su Yuanzhi immediately complied, and Ling Xuewei pressed her hand on his abdomen, his chest stagnated, and his expression became a little solemn.
At this time, Duanmuling suddenly started twitching all over and his breathing became weaker and weaker.
"Not good! He has blood in his lungs! He needs to be operated on immediately! You stay, and I'll take him to space."
Without waiting for Su Yuanzhi's response, Ling Xuewei led Duanmu Ling into the space.
He went straight into the operating room, put on the ventilator and outlet tube, opened his lungs with a scalpel, and drained out the congestion...
A series of movements were as fast as lightning. After his breathing stabilized, Ling Xuewei began to operate on him.
Duanmu was seriously injured, and there was blood in his abdomen. Four of his ribs were broken, and one of his ribs was almost pierced in his lung. There were also some broken bones. If not cleaned out, a series of complications and sequelae would occur.
Those people were very heavy-handed, and he suffered severe bleeding from his stomach... In modern times, he would have been unable to breathe due to this kind of injury. His ability to survive until now was entirely due to his strong physical fitness and the life-saving care given by Su Yuanzhi.
elixir.
The intense operation lasted six hours.
When she came out, Ling Xuewei's entire back was soaked.
Taking off her mask, she came to the edge of the spiritual spring and began to deal with her injuries.
The wound on her leg was a bit deep, but fortunately, the water from the spiritual spring stopped the bleeding quickly. Ling Xuewei took two more nourishing pills, leaned against the pool, and rested quietly.
The itching on the legs means that the wound is beginning to heal, but such a deep wound does not heal so quickly.
Half an hour later, she recovered to some extent, so she put on the protective clothing again and put on a military green night jacket outside.
Ling Xuewei left the space and took the unconscious Duan Zhiye out at the same time.
"Is he dead?"
Su Yuanzhi raised his foot and kicked him.
Ling Xuewei shook her head, "No."
"How is Duanmuling?"
"I'm fine now. I just need to stay in the intensive care unit for a few more days."
Hearing this, Su Yuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that Ling Xuewei must have a way to cure it.
"Are you okay? Is your leg injured?" At this time, Su Yuanzhi noticed that Ling Xuewei was a little unsteady in walking.
"A little injury."
Ling Xuewei took out the tent and things needed for the night, "The enemy is still nearby, so we'll just stay here for the night and return to the mountain gate tomorrow."
"Where is this guy?"
Su Yuanzhi glanced at the unconscious Duan Zhiye.
"I sealed his fainting point, so he can't wake up."
After hearing this, Su Yuanzhi added two more ropes to tie him up, "just in case."
Ling Xuewei didn't say anything when she saw it.
She took out some food and they sat down to eat together.
"Those dead disciples..."
"In space."
For a while, the two of them were silent.
"Those beasts! I will definitely kill them!"
Su Yuanzhi gritted his teeth.
No one can calm down after witnessing the torture and murder of their fellow disciples.
"I don't know if Tian Zixuan and the others can return safely."
Tian Zixuan is one of the five disciples. There are so many people from the Thousand Emperor Sect nearby, and there are dangers everywhere. I hope nothing will happen.
"Tell me, what exactly do the Thousand Emperors Sect want to do? They wantonly attack the sect. Aren't they afraid that the Holy Temple will find out and blame them?"
Being so unscrupulous, he had a vague premonition of something ominous.
"This Duan Zhiye is from the Duan family."
"Duan family? You mean..." Su Yuanzhi suddenly had an idea.
He remembered that Wu Kuang, who killed many of Ling Xuewei's companions and destroyed his sect when he was in Middle-earth, was not from the Duan family! (To be continued)