Jie Lan awoke from such cold words, she pushed away Chengfeng, who was still holding her in her arms, and then stood up and shouted at the growling monster: "Never... be... You underestimate it!"
The blind monster leaned on its keen sense of smell and rushed towards Jielan again. Following his rush, a violent fishy wind blew up. Jielan stabilized her figure and waited calmly for the monster to rush to her side. When the monster opened its mouth again to bite her neck, Jie Lan waved her right hand, and she shouted, a light blade cut from the monster's mouth to its tail, cutting it in half.
The monster's blood spilt down like rapid rain, on Jie Lan's body, on Chengfeng's shoulders, and on Qi Xue's heart.
Jie Lan was unable to support it because she consumed too much spiritual energy. She slowly fell down and was caught and hugged by Qi Xue on the side. Qi Xue looked at the weak Jie Lan and at Cheng Feng standing in the wind. I don't know if it is happy or hurt.
Qi Xue wanted to lift Jielan up and take away, but she was also seriously injured and couldn't support Jielan's weight. She looked at Chengfeng who had left the end of the lane and couldn't help but cried, "That..."
Chengfeng stopped and looked sideways at the petite Qi Xue.
"Can you bring Lan Lan on your back? She urgently needs to find a place for treatment.
Cheng Feng snorted coldly: "Isn't she very capable? You can find someone else for this kind of thing!" After he finished speaking, he continued walking regardless.
Qi Xue said without retreat: "Really? That's great. I think Kong Jing's subordinates will definitely come right away. Then let him capture the two of us and kill them, but Sister Lan died. You will never want to lift the seal. There will be many people who will come to deal with you, the so-called white demon. At that time, you won't even have the strength to fight back. Oh, it's really pitiful!"
Cheng Feng held back his anger and stopped where he was for a while, then turned around and walked back to Jie Lan, pulling Qi Xue away and carrying the injured and unconscious Jie Lan on his back.
Qi Xue looked at Chengfeng who was silent, and was surprised for a while, but she quickly chased after him, looking at the handsome outline of him, with a sense of relief and joy.
Just like this, everything is quiet, like a drizzle falling on the swaying branches and leaves, igniting the beauty of meditation.
I just feel so warm and safe, leaning on this back and wanting to fall asleep like this for a lifetime. The sleepy Jie Lan felt like she was having a luxurious dream. In her dream, she was still a five-year-old child. She leaned on her wide back and looked at his spreading long hair in the phantom.
Who is that, is it the father who has never covered his face? She softly called to her father, trying to open her eyes to see his face clearly, but her collapsed body made her sight unable to be clear. How many times she kept working hard, finally she could see clearly, that head was as long as ink and jade. Hair, Leng Jun’s face, and the faint bloody scent that he exudes, Jie Lan is a little intoxicated, but immediately feels angry and ashamed, her face flushed like a maple of autumn reflects her long sapphire blue hair. It is like the setting sun supporting Shenxi on the sea surface, leaving its most beautiful halo.
"You... let me down." Jie Lan kept pushing and hitting Chengfeng, Chengfeng patiently endured without saying a word, and continued to walk forward without incident.