"What happened?" Qi Xue couldn't help asking.
"I don't know, maybe it's the trouble in the soldier's army!" Jie Lan hoped so in her heart, but she understood that it must not be easy, and nervously she quickened her pace.
When they walked into the crowd, the soldiers knew that Jie Lan and the others were Young Master and Young Lord, and they automatically stepped aside. Jie Lan walked in, looked at the crying person, and suddenly his brain buzzed. Some consternation.
But at the moment, Wuluan saw wounds all over his body. Those wounds were all caused by the dagger. Although the wounds were not fatal, it must be painful to suffer so many knives. Jie Lan hurriedly walked to Wuluan's side, and all her feet were covered with scarlet blood.
"What's going on? Who hurt you?" Jie Lan squatted down, looking at Wuluan, who was scared of fear and face, feeling a little at a loss. But at this time Jie Lan realized that Wuluan was holding a dagger in his hand, and his palm was covered with blood. Jie Lan frowned, feeling the seriousness of the matter, "You are..."
"I... I didn't mean it. He hit me first. I couldn't stand it before hurting him. Really... I don't care about my business, I didn't mean it." Wuluan seemed to be overwhelmed, curled up into a ball, no Staying back, as if worried that he would be detained and sentenced immediately.
"Who is he...?" Jie Lan had a premonition that something terrible had happened.
Before Wuluan could answer, I heard the voice of the evildoer from the tent where Wuluan was resting, "Lomo, Lomo, hey, wake up!"
When Jie Lan heard this sound, it was as if someone had hit her forehead with a heavy blow. The sound of the'buzz' was completely blank. She looked into the tent stupidly, and then reacted for a long time before staggering and rushing into the tent.
At first glance, the red blood in the canopy rushed into Jie Lan’s eyes. Her breathing became heavy. When she saw Luo Mo lying in a pool of blood, Jie Lan’s whole body was soft, as if she was breathing. The strength has been taken away, even the temperature in her hands has suddenly dropped, and she walked over slowly.
Qing Zhan and the evildoers were standing there. When he saw Jie Lan, Qing Zhan was worried that Jie Lan would be frightened when she saw Luo Mo who was wounded like this, so he hurriedly walked over, stood in front of her, and said: "Here is just here. Give it to men like us, and don't pay attention to you as a woman."
Jielan didn’t care about Qingzhan’s obstacles, she pushed him away and took a weak step. Suddenly, Luo Mo’s figure came into her eyes like a dead gray, and she saw that Luo Mo had two stabs in his abdomen, piercing his abdomen. The cutting edge tore through a hole, and even his internal organs could be clearly seen.
And Luo Mo fainted on the ground, motionless, only his throat could see that there was still a trace of breath.
"Why, how could this be?" Jie Lan's limp body could not be supported, and she knelt down, "What about him? Is there any help?"
Seibo and Tanqi are using spiritual power to compound their wounds, but the wounds are too large, and the opponent's body is a mortal body, and they have not practiced celestial arts or spiritual arts, so they want to save him by spiritual power. It's very tricky.
"We are doing our best, but..." Chai Bo couldn't give a guarantee either.