Wuluan nodded with tears, "Blame me for uselessness. If I can do some swordsmanship, I might be able to help him, but... But I can't do anything, but I'm so desperate to protect me, I..." he It's hard to speak any more when my throat hurts.
"It's not to blame you, but to blame only those demons that destroy humanity, don't you think?" Qing Zhan's words seemed flat, but they were so sharp.
When Wuluan heard it, he raised his head fiercely and looked at Qingzhan. The dark black pupils were full of surprise and confusion. After a long time, he realized, nodded in agreement, and said fiercely: "Yes, the most hateful ones are those The demon is for his own pleasure, or for his own desires, or he thinks he is very capable, and always plunders the lives of others at will. This kind of demon is the most hateful." Wuluan was a little excited, he seemed to realize that he was like this. Speaking too much in front of Shaojun, he hung his head down again in a hurry, regaining his cowardly appearance, and said: "I...I'm all nonsense, naturally I dare not compare what Shaojun said."
Qing Zhan smiled faintly, his tone was actually a little gentle, "Get up, there is not so much time to tell you more, no one can take care of you now, you are following me yourself, as for whether you will be attacked by the monsters, I don’t care. Go, just see if you can keep up with me."
After Qing Zhan finished speaking, he quickly returned to the camp, but Wuluan hurriedly followed and followed him closely, fearing that he would be one step behind.
There were still hundreds of demons hovering in the air waiting for an opportunity to attack the remaining people. When those demons saw Qing Zhan, as if they were more interested in Qing Zhan, they all rushed towards him.
Qing Zhan waved the Bi Xuan Sword and slashed at these monsters time and time again. If it were in the past, with his own spiritual power, he could kill hundreds of monsters with a single sword swing, but because it lasted more than two hours. In the battle, the spiritual power of the engine war has been consumed to the point. What's more, when he was in Beiyandi, he was seriously injured many times. It is a miracle that he can sustain his injuries until now.
When his sword pierced the monster's throat again and again and pierced their heads, the power of the engine warfare disappeared little by little. His pale face now looks so cold and desolate. For so long, no one has seen him so embarrassed and haggard. Now he has lost his previous gorgeous aura, and some are just mixed blood and flesh.
Seeing that they could not attack him from the front, the other three monsters walked around behind him and attacked in three directions on the left and right sides. Qing Zhan struggled with fighting the monsters in front of him, unable to take care of his back. Wuluan, who was staying behind Qing Zhan, saw the monster attacking and said to Qing Zhan: "I will solve them, Young Master, be careful!"
Wuluan straightened up the sword Qing Zhan gave him, ran forward a few steps, and stabbed at the three spider monsters. Qing Zhan did not expect that he would dare to fight against the monster to save himself, this cowardly man. For a moment when he was stunned, he saw that the sword light behind his back changed its position. The sword was not going to assassinate the three-headed spider, but It pierced hard at his back.
The distance between the two is only one foot, and the distance between the sword's edge is only half an inch from the back of his heart. Qing Zhan wants to avoid the sword's edge, but it is difficult to avoid it. He only feels a pain in the back of his heart spreading to his brain. Finally spread to the whole body.