"Then you..." Qiao Jin frowned.
Long Yunzhan had no less wounds than him.
What's more, it was more serious than his injury.
Otherwise, the disciples from the imperial palace just now would not have forcibly dragged the two of them away from the battlefield, indicating that they only need to be responsible for transferring the brothers out of the old house.
"I'm fine." Long Yunzhan shook his head, "I'm sensible."
After finishing speaking, he turned around, held on to the blue long sword, and headed towards the battlefield ahead.
Qiao Jin stared at the way Long Yunzhan was struggling to kill under the dark forces.
His fists were gradually clenched.
He pursed his lips tightly, and glanced at the direction of Yan Xiaoyi's courtyard.
The emotion on his face remained unchanged, as if he was hesitating about something in his heart.
After a while, Qiao Jin finally took a deep breath, clenched the money dart tightly, took a step, and walked towards the battlefield.
"Boy, you should obediently transfer those injured children. Here, just leave it to me and the old doctor."
Thief Saint came from behind and pressed Qiao Jin's shoulder.
Qiao Jin was taken aback, and turned to look at the two people behind him: "Stealth Thief, Ghost Doctor, you..."
Didn't they leave
"Okay, stop talking nonsense!" The ghost doctor frowned impatiently.
He turned and entered the battlefield.
Pirate Saint patted Qiao Jin on the shoulder, and immediately caught up with the ghost doctor.
The addition of Thief Saint and Ghost Doctor brought the situation of the battle into balance immediately.
Seeing that the battle situation had gained the upper hand, Ye Qingqian angrily commanded the still alive man in black robe to attack, Qiao Jin didn't continue to struggle, and went towards Yan Xiaoyi's courtyard.
This old house was bought by Yan Xiaoyi.
Get rid of the students of the Demon Class and Zhao Bo and others.
He, Ye Qingluo, Long Yunzhan and others all have their own independent courtyards.
Yan Xiaoyi's courtyard is in the direction of the corner of the backyard.
Qiao Jin quickly approached Yan Xiaoyi's courtyard, the expression on his face changed suddenly.
Originally, she was in a complicated mood, thinking about how to face the embarrassment and ambiguity between the two not long ago when she saw Yan Xiaoyi.
At this time, a strong uneasiness and fear emerged.
"Xiao Yi!"
Qiao Jin's voice was hoarse and trembling.
Regardless of the severe pain from the wound on his body, he quickly ran towards Yan Xiaoyi's bedroom.
The door of Yan Xiaoyi's bedroom was wide open, and blood spattered all over the floor.
It was obvious that there was an extremely noisy sound inside.
People of dark forces...
They even sent people to search for people in the independent courtyard!
Xiao Yi!
His Xiao Yi!
Qiao Jin's eyes were red, and the leopard he pinched tightly with his fingers cut his skin, and he ignored it.
However, the scene after rushing into the bedroom.
The blood on Qiao Jin's face suddenly disappeared.
My mind was blank, as if something had exploded in my mind.
In the bedroom, there were five men in black robes standing.
There were two people lying on the ground.
Blood spread from the bodies of the two men.
As far as Xiao Yi is concerned, the bandages wrapped all over her body have long been scattered.
She stood in the corner, tightly holding a scythe like a crescent moon that shone with blue light in her hand.
Such a petite person, dripping with blood.
A head of blue hair like seaweed was sticky in a ball of cold sweat and stuck to his cheek.
Panting heavily, she leaned her back against the wall, staggering and unable to stand steadily.
But still stubbornly kept himself from falling down.
"Xiaoyi..." Qiao Jin called Yan Xiaoyi's name in a trembling voice.
The red eyes were once again enveloped by the blood on Yan Xiaoyi's body.
The coquettish red spreads little by little.
His heart was in a dull pain.
Murderous, burst out.
"The reverse scale of the dragon, you will die if you touch it!" The leopard in Qiao Jin's hand attacked the five men in black robes who were still standing.