"What's the matter with the injury on Xiao Yu's body?" Ye Qingluo squinted her charming eyes and looked at Ye Fengyu, "Ye Fengru? Ye Qingqian?"
On the stone bed, the bandaged boy shivered slightly.
Zi Ling wiped the cold sweat from his forehead for him, and said in a crying voice: "It's the size..."
As soon as she stopped speaking, a hint of anger appeared in her eyes: "It's that bitch Ye Qingqian!"
"Zi Ling!" Ye Fengyu yelled in a hoarse voice, as if trying to stop Zi Ling.
Ziling's lips moved.
After receiving Ye Qingluo's gaze, she continued: "That bastard Ye Qingqian, in order to force the young master to submit, even forced the young master to write a letter to lure you back to the Sanquan sect, so that he can catch a turtle in a urn!
Naturally, the young master refused to obey, that bitch went straight ahead and disabled the young master's right hand and right leg! It's almost... almost ruining the young master's cultivation! "
Zi Ling's tone was full of hatred and anger.
She clenched her fists tightly, looking at Ye Fengyu who was covered in scars on the stone bed, she gritted her teeth more and more loudly.
Ye Qingluo's expression became more and more serious.
Those charming eyes seemed to be tinged with coldness.
When he was helping Ye Fengyu just now.
Ye Qingluo had already taken the opportunity to feel Ye Fengyu's pulse.
Ye Fengyu was not only seriously injured externally, but also extremely seriously internally.
If there is no careful recuperation and recuperation.
I'm afraid Ye Fengyu is really useless in this life.
Moreover, the meridians of Ye Fengyu's hand and right leg were severed.
What a ruthless hand this must have been!
Ye Qingluo could almost imagine how much suffering and pain Ye Fengyu had suffered at that time!
The night is clear and light!
She didn't go to her.
She dared to take the initiative to provoke trouble!
"How did you escape?" Ye Qing's voice was extremely strange.
Her gaze swept across the Mu family brothers.
The two shook their heads repeatedly, and waved their hands casually: "It's not us, we were about to sneak into Sanquanzong from the back door, and when we wanted to find out the news for you, we were smashed head-on by these two people."
Ye Qingluo frowned.
Someone rescued Ye Fengyu and Ziling.
Throwing it to the Mu family brothers who were about to sneak in
"Ling'er didn't see that person's face clearly, but...but Ling'er knew that the person who rescued Ling'er and the young master was a man, and he was very powerful. Even that bitch, in front of him, had no chance of fighting back No!"
Zi Ling recalled the situation at that time, and clenched her fists angrily: "Ling'er thought that it was the person arranged by the miss to protect the young master, if it wasn't for that person who saved the young master, the young master would... definitely be tortured to death by that bitch! "
Ye Qingluo's clenched fist slightly loosened, then clenched again.
This was repeated a dozen times.
She suppressed the anger in her heart.
She walked slowly to the side of the stone bed and looked at the young man who was covered in scars, even though he was bandaged, he was still oozing blood.
She raised her hand and gently stroked his messy hair.
"Xiao Yu, now I'm back, let me do the next thing."
"Sister..." Ye Fengyu raised her eyes eagerly.
Ye Qingluo's gaze made him swallow back the words he was about to say.
Ye Qingluo withdrew his hand and looked at him fixedly: "Xiaoyu, you are the only person in the Ye family who can take on the big responsibility now, do you understand? You must not have any accidents, otherwise... Sanquanzong, it is really no longer exists."
Ye Fengyu's face turned blue, he blinked his eyes, his eyes were full of panic: "But sister, you...you are..."
"I'm not." Ye Qingluo looked into his eyes, suddenly stretched out her fingers, and her fingertips lightly touched his forehead.