And as the sword pierced through my back, I only heard a nice woman's voice in the air. The voice was familiar and kind. When Qing Zhan looked up into the air, he saw the dark blue, shining in like the sky. With her own eyes, her face is still so beautiful, still so noble and proud, only to hear her shouting again and again: "Qianzhan, qizhan!"
Qing Zhan looked at Jie Lan who came back from picking the herbs, smiled gently at her in the air, and said softly: "You will finally call my name. This is the first time you heard you call me like that."
His eyes were full of tenderness and joy, he stared at the sky blankly, facing the blue figure under the scorching sun, he only felt so comfortable and soft in his heart.
But behind Wuluan saw that the young gentleman who was stabbed by himself did not utter a painful cry, did not struggle with death and despair, did not retaliate or grieve, but seemed so happy and relaxed, as if this sword did not cause him at all. Damage.
Wuluan was a little anxious, he drew out his long sword, Qing Zhan could clearly hear the dull sound of the sword's edge rubbing against his own flesh and blood.
The red blood spurted out and dripped on the yellow ground. He looked back at Wuluan. There was no grief or hatred in his eyes. At this moment, he returned to his former look. He smiled proudly, his eyes were full of disdain, and his hands suddenly He reached out and quickly held Wuluan's hand like lightning, and then slapped it hard. The force in Wuluan's hand was actually pressed down by a strong force, his hand opened naturally, the sword was released from the hand, and it fell. on the ground.
He looked at Qingzhan in horror and doubt, unable to believe that this man could be so calm and calm after hitting his own sword. I can subdue myself so easily.
The corner of Qing Zhan's mouth was lightly raised, revealing that faintly evil smile, and said: "If you want to kill me so easily, I'm afraid you are too naive."
Wuluan was surprised when he saw the look of Qingzhan. He knew that if he did not run away, he might die under this young man. He suddenly shouted, and suddenly Wuluan's form began to change. The eyes are protruding scarlet, the face is protruding, the fangs are exposed, the ears are raised, the hands become sharp claws, and the body is covered with animal fur.
He hooked Qing Zhan's wrist with his sharp claws, and then deeply drew a blood mark, Qing Zhan's hand suffered a pain, and let him go. Wuluan took advantage of this and leaped a few steps later, keeping a distance from Qingzhan.
At this moment, Jie Lan, Cheng Feng and the others rode on the riding beast and fell back to the ground.
Jie Lan and Tan Qi hurried to the side of Qing Zhan while riding the beast, while the black pig Qi Xue Chengfeng joined the battle with the monster.
Jielan walked quickly to Qingzhan's side. She looked at the badly injured Qingzhan and felt a little overwhelmed. She felt a faint pain in her heart, and she almost cried, "How are you... how are you? Are you injured?"
Tan Qi suddenly pushed Jielan away heavily, and said angrily at him: "Young Master was so badly hurt, are you blind and didn't you see it? It's not all thanks to you." Tan Qi was originally disgusted. Jie Lan, coupled with how much Shaojun was injured, couldn't get rid of her, that's why she scolded Jie Lan so loudly.