The two were fighting hard, and Xizhao's sword energy had already injured Xue Sha's cheek, making a gash and bleeding red blood.
Qi Yan, who originally didn't want to see the two of them injured, became even more anxious when he saw this. Regardless of how well they fought, he jumped off the tree and thrust in with his internal strength.
"You two stop fighting!"
When Xizhao and Xuesha saw a person suddenly barging in, they quickly suppressed their inner strength and tried their best to stop the sword that was about to fly out.
"Are you an idiot!" Xue Sha saw clearly that the person coming was Qi Yan, and shouted angrily: "If I hadn't stopped just now, you would be dead now!"
Qi Yan was stunned by the roar, and moved his steps in the direction of Xizhao unconsciously: "Isn't it because you two are fighting? I'm worried! Look, your face is bleeding..."
"Nonsense! Getting hurt during a sparring session is a trivial matter. Who allowed you to step in like this?!"
Qi Yan was dejected, and out of the corner of his eye he saw that the fabric on Xizhao's arm was also torn, and the blood dyed the moon-white clothes red: "Ah, you are bleeding too... Why are you all so desperate! What's the point of beating the other to death? benefit?"
"Suzaku! Go back to the Demon Sect!" Xue Sha said: "Don't make unreasonable troubles here!"
"Can't you just talk about it?" Qi Yan tried to save him: "There is no deep hatred between you. Even if you kill each other, what can you do?"
Xizhao's indifferent eyes fell on him for a long time, and he actually pointed his sword at Qi Yan.
"Step aside."
Qi Yan looked at the sharp sword facing him in disbelief. The silver light reflected on the sword seemed to want to penetrate into his eyes.
"You... want to kill me?" His voice trembled, Qi Yan took a step back: "I won't get out of the way."
Xizhao frowned slightly: "Get out of the way, this matter has nothing to do with you."
What Xizhao has said so far shows that no matter how much hatred he has with the Demon Sect, Qi Yan will not be implicated.
A trace of joy flashed in Xue Sha's eyes. He took two steps forward and pulled Qi Yan behind him.
"Go back to the Demon Cult!" The Blood Fiend shouted, "The things here have nothing to do with you, so don't meddle in your own business!"
Qi Yan ignored Xue Sha's words, but looked straight at Xizhao and said, "You really... want to kill me?"
When the sword was pointed at him, the beating heart seemed to be frozen by ice and unable to breathe.
Even if... it's fake, even if it's a provocation to make him leave, Qi Yan can't accept it. The person he likes points the sword at him... This is such a heartbreaking moment.
Xizhao turned away as if to escape.
Qi Yan felt a little cold in his heart, but he knew that this was not Xizhao's original intention. But even so, he couldn't just leave and let Xue Sha and Xizhao fight to the death.
Xue Sha is his relative and brother, and Xizhao is the man he likes. If anything happens to anyone, he will suffer the most.
Qi Yan didn't know what to do. How should he stop it? How could he stop it
At this time, a demon sect member covered in blood ran from a distance, breathing heavily, and was obviously injured.
"Leader! The Qinglong protector was attacked by people from the Martial Arts Alliance and is now seriously injured! He is in a coma!"
The blood demon suddenly widened his eyes: "What?!"
"Return to the leader, the Martial Arts Alliance has backup, and they are people from the imperial court! There must be thousands of troops outside the mountains and forests waiting to encircle and suppress our demon sect!"
Qi Yan was stunned and looked at Xizhao in disbelief. He found that Xizhao was also frowning at this time, with confusion in his eyes.
"Xizhao, you despicable villain!" Xue Sha shouted angrily, raised his sword and prepared to fight Xizhao.
Xizhao took a step back and distanced himself from him: "Don't talk nonsense."
Qi Yan grabbed the blood demon at the right time and said, "Brother, please listen to what he has to say first!"
"Why should I listen to his explanation!" Xue Sha looked at Qi Yan, his eyes full of anger: "Qinglong's life or death is uncertain at this moment, and you actually help an outsider to speak?"
Qi Yan was also scared when he thought of Qinglong. His eyes turned red and he said, "I'm also worried about Qinglong... But..."
"Then there is no 'but'!" The blood demon waved Qi Yan away.
Qi Yan was pushed by the angry blood demon and staggered. He tripped over a thick tree root and fell to the ground. His palm was scratched and bright red blood flowed out.
Taking in a breath of pain, Qi Yan ignored the wounds on his hands and blocked the blood demon again.
Xizhao's heart trembled when he saw Qi Yan's wound. Seeing that he was still trying to stop him, he said to the blood demon: "I don't know what happened, so I'll give it up for now. I'll give you a warning after I find out the whole story." Explain."
After saying that, Xizhao turned around and left.
A flash occurred in Qi Yan's mind: The imperial army... The imperial court? Leng Daiyuan!
"Brother, it's Leng Daiyuan!" Qi Yan shouted: "She was the one who sneaked into the Demon Cult and told me that you were going to start a war here..."
Xizhao, who had not left completely, twitched his ears and turned around quickly: "Leng Daiyuan?"
"Yes, that's right..."
"So what if it's me?"
A familiar female voice suddenly came out from the forest nearby. Xue Sha, Qi Yan and Xizhao all looked at each other. Leng Daiyuan, who was dressed in a smart outfit, was holding a long sword in her hand and walked towards the three of them with a bit of heroism. .
Xizhao's eyes were filled with displeasure and coldness, "Miss Leng, what do you mean?"
Leng Daiyuan sneered: "Don't you know what I mean? Xizhao, I'm helping you."
I hate such self-righteous people the most. Xizhao frowned: "I never need your help. If Miss Leng is not prepared to withdraw her troops, she is provoking the status of our martial arts alliance, and we will definitely punish her with all our strength."
Leng Daiyuan's eyes flickered, and she suddenly raised her head and pointed the long sword in her hand at Qi Yan.
"You're just for him, right?! What's so good about this man? He's just a man! So what if you two are together? Who would accept it? It's better to hide like a mouse all your life!"
Xizhao and Xuesha took two steps forward at the same time, blocking Qi Yan's front.
"You are such an impudent woman!" A hint of coldness flashed in Xue Sha's eyes: "Do you really want to bully my demon sect?"
"The leader of the demon sect is bloody..." A trace of contempt rose on Leng Daiyuan's face: "Although he did not do many evil things, he really buried the reputation of the previous leader and turned this huge demon sect into a business."
Blood Fiend: "You are really -"
"Don't be impulsive." Xizhao's voice was calm, with a hint of caution: "The court is behind her."
Leng Daiyuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of success, and the curve of her mouth showed her good mood.
"While you two are chatting, you'd better worry about your private parts first."
Hearing her words, Qi Yan screamed in his heart that something was wrong. Before he could say anything, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back. The pain was so suffocating!
It felt like the warmth in his whole body was draining away, as if the blood had been sucked dry. At this moment, he only had a torso.
Qi Yan wanted to speak, but couldn't. He could no longer hear the sound in his ears, and could only see the scene of Xue Sha and Xizhao running in panic. Then, he was picked up by Xizhao in his arms. He was shouting something, but Qi Yan couldn't hear it at all...
It really... hurts.
I can't breathe. Qi Yan still has a lot to say, but he can't say it out. I'm so anxious...
With tears falling from the corners of his eyes, Qi Yan looked at Xizhao and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch him, but his face seemed like the moon in the sky, and Qi Yan had no strength to reach it...
—What should I do? There are so many things I want to say...
Xizhao hugged him tightly, held his hand, and said something to him...
He couldn't feel any of this anymore.
I don’t know... what it feels like to be in the arms of the person you like.
A tear slipped from Xizhao's eyes and fell on his face...
What should that feel like? It's cold...
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +10, current favorability: 100]
[Is the host separated from the world? ]
Qi Yan felt that his whole body was numb...
Is this death
"System, am I going to die..."
Qi Yan asked in his heart.
[If the host leaves this world, it will not die. ]
"Then what if I stay?"
There are still many things I want to say.
[It all depends on man-made things. ]
This sentence is very meaningful.
For a long time, Qi Yan's vision turned black, and he could no longer see the faces of Xizhao and Xuesha.
"I want to stay... even if I die."
[Do you want to leave this world immediately? ]
-no.