There were dense blood stains on his body, but Yun Qingyan's face was full of joy.
It seemed that she was not the one who was injured.
"You are my trump card, how can you take it out so easily?" She said with a smile. There are many people in Bei'an who are eyeing the Yun family. Those people are not pseudo-heaven-level people like Mo Yu. They are all advanced. Bi Lei, a heaven-level master who has been in the ranks for many years, is her trump card to defend against them!
Moreover, this type of fist-to-fist, flesh-to-flesh fighting is her favorite type!
"Chirp!" The mimicking Jinpeng Thunder Eagle flew to Yun Qingyan's shoulder, and for the first time he really looked at this human being who the Blue Water Thunder Lion was willing to accept as his master.
This young human cub doesn't seem to be that bad either.
"Sister Yun." Big Fatty Yu rubbed his butt and ran over.
Mo Yu thought he had hidden it well, but who was Yun Qingyan? The God-Emperor, who had danced on the tip of a knife many times and had a brush with death, had become extremely proficient in sensing danger! Long before he took action, Yun Qingyan had already made preparations to throw Fatty Yu out directly!
Poor Yu Dapang, who flew over half of the square, because Yun Qingyan and Mo Yu attracted everyone's attention, no one paid any attention to him!
Big Fatty Yu limped over while rubbing his butt, knowing that if Yun Qingyan hadn't thrown him out in time, he would have become a fish pond and died completely.
When he saw Yun Qingyan's body covered with tiny bloodstains, Yu Dapang's eyes widened, "Sister Yun, you... are you injured?!"
Yun Qingyan stretched out her five fingers to wipe away the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her bright red lips had a cynical arc as always, her beautiful eyebrows stretched, and she didn't pay attention to the injuries on her body at all.
"Healing medicine." A voice as clear as snow came from one side, and a slender white hand stretched out in front of Yun Qingyan.
The five fingers with clear joints and some slender and beautiful are spread out, and in the palm of the hand, which is as white as jade, there happens to be a round pill lying.
The faint fragrance of elixir emanates from the elixir, which makes people feel refreshed.
Yun Qingyan only glanced at it and knew that it was a valuable healing pill.
"No need." Shaking away the blood on his fingertips, Yun Qingyan glanced at Baili Qingxue indifferently, a ray of fighting spirit burst out from his eyes, and there was a faint strong wind blowing on his body, "I hope that Yuan Zhe will compete in the competition. Senior Brother Baili, don’t let me down.”
After finishing her words, Yun Qingyan passed by Baili Qingxue and walked straight in the direction of Qin Li.
"Hey! Sister Yun! Please take care of the wound!" Big Fatty Yu glanced at this famous genius in Qingxuan College. He was about to say a few words of comfort when he suddenly thought of Yun Qingyan, who was widely rumored in the college. After chasing the rumors of the first genius, he shut his mouth, picked up his legs and chased in the direction of Yun Qingyan.
Baili Qingxue's hand holding the elixir slowly tightened, her long eyelashes concealed the color under her eyes, and her black ink-like hair was blown around her face by the wind.
For the first time... he felt that the wind in the college square was so cold.
"Sister, good job!" Seeing Yun Qingyan who was covered in injuries but moving freely, Qin Li showed a smile on his face. He was about to raise his hand to pat her shoulder, but when he saw the injury on her shoulder , and hung down in a dazed manner.
"Brother Qin." Yun said so softly that he didn't mind the injuries on his body.
Those wounds look serious, but they are actually just small scars. They can be healed by practicing the Seven-Star Body Refining Art once at night.
What should be done now is...
Yun Qingyan looked at the stage with a faint smile on her lips.
(End of chapter)