One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 467 It's just weakness

Ming Yun spurted blood from his mouth, Yan Qingzhi turned over and turned back. The spinning spear tip caused secondary damage to Ming Yun's wound. Yan Qingzhi's brain went blank, and blood poured out one after another.

But Yan Qingzhi still endured the discomfort and pulled the spear back from Ming Yun's body.

She wanted to use the spear to support her body for a while, but the spear was stuck on the ground, and just as she tried hard, the gun's barrel exploded, Yan Qingzhi stumbled, and another mouthful of blood gushed out.

Ming Yun's last kick was really a dead end. Even if Yan Qingzhi wore soft armor, she couldn't stop her vigor, and her last move made her already serious internal injury even more serious. .

The bottom of the arena suddenly boiled over, and the people from Casting Sword Villa on the arena had already rushed up, some of them went to check if Ming Yun was dead, and the rest beat the gong to announce that Yan Qingzhi had won the first name.

Yan Qingzhi was drowsy. She looked up at the sun in the sky, and only felt that the sun seemed to have a double image, and she didn't understand why she saw the sun by herself.

Seeing that Yan Qingzhi was unsteady and fell backwards, the panic-stricken person who rescued Mingyun only had time to look back.

At this moment, the two people below the arena came out at the same time, and rushed to Yan Qingzhi's side one after the other.

Guan Shao looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, his footsteps slowed and stopped.

At this time, Yan Qingzhi only felt that the dazzling light was blocked by someone, and a pair of optimistic hands hugged her fallen body. Before fainting, Yan Qingzhi seemed to see Mei Heng's face.

That pair of distressed and worried peach eyes became the last memory of Yan Qingzhi in the arena.

When he woke up, Yan Qingzhi was already in the carriage.

The swaying carriage was not going fast, Mei Heng was reading a book beside her, Yu Jinger sat beside her worriedly, Yan Qingzhi was thirsty.

Seeing her waking up, Yu Jinger hurried over.

"Want some water? Still hungry?"

Yan Qingzhi opened her chapped lips, and her throat hurt.

"She wants water..."

Mei Heng had no experience with being sick, and before Yan Qingzhi could speak, she already understood her appeal.

Yu Jinger hurriedly poured a cup of warm water, supported Yan Qingzhi's head, and poured it into her. Yan Qingzhi only felt that it was a little bit of happiness, but it was of no use.

She reached out and wanted to ask again, but Yu Jinger didn't understand.

"Fill it with a kettle, and let Han Sheng wash it in a while."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Jinger took the white porcelain teapot on the side and helped Yan Qingzhi drink it.

With a pot of warm water in her stomach, Yan Qingzhi finally felt alive, and her internal injuries were still a little painful, but smash it, smash her mouth, the smell of medicine has not dissipated, and someone must have given her medicine.

"How long have I been unconscious? Where are we going? Where's my gun?"

Yu Jing'er helped Yan Qingzhi up, lowered her head and didn't look at Mei Heng or speak, but Mei Heng glanced at her.

"You've been in a coma for a day. We're going back to Huayue City. Your gun is here. I opened it. It's the gun you want."

Yan Qingzhi endured the pain and looked in the direction Mei Heng pointed. The box had been replaced with the one that Yan Qingzhi brought over, and Yan Qingzhi's previous gun was placed in the new box.

The wooden box and the gun weighed dozens of pounds. Mei Heng was not going to hand it over to Yan Qingzhi, but seeing that this one was about to get up, he quickly reached out to stop it.

"Forget it! I'll show it to you."

He got up, took the box and opened it. Inside were four silver spears.

The gun barrel was painted with silver paint, carved with delicate auspicious cloud patterns, the sharp tip of the gun flashed a streamer, and the bright red ying was the only bright color on the gun.

Yan Qingzhi's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand and took out a piece. The material seemed to be non-gold and non-iron, and its toughness and elasticity far exceeded the one she used before.

Her eyes are sparkling, and if it wasn't for her injuries, she would definitely go down and play twice now. For a martial artist, the attraction of a good weapon is fatal.

What's more, Yan Qingzhi has worked hard for so many years, just to make herself more worthy of this gun.

Yu Jing'er looked at Yan Qingzhi's happy expression, and a smile appeared on her indifferent face. Yan Qingzhi seemed to feel something and turned to look at her.

The two looked at each other, and Yu Jing'er's face instantly turned red.

"This gun is so pretty, isn't it!"

Hearing Yan Qingzhi's words, Yu Jinger nodded quickly, but her eyes were always on Yan Qingzhi's body.

Yan Qingzhi still wanted to appreciate it for a while, but Mei Heng, who had held the box for her for a long time, didn't do it anyway, closed the black lacquered wooden box with a 'bang', got up and put it back.

And Yan Qingzhi still looked at Mei Heng with a happy expression, and when she looked at it, her smile cooled down.

"When I was in the ring again, I felt that you caught me."

Mei Heng did not deny it, and there is no need to deny it.

"Yes, it's me."

Yan Qingzhi's face became even more gloomy, and his eyes glanced back and forth on Mei Heng's legs and face.

"So your legs are fine!"

Yan Qingzhi's hair was loose, and she was wearing a plain white t-shirt. A pair of almond eyes sparkled on her palm-sized face. Even if she was angry, she was vulnerable and endearing because of her current state of affairs.

Mei Heng's eyes suddenly moved away, and the tips of his ears were also flushed.

He shook his fan and sighed helplessly.

"Actually, my legs were fine at first, they were just a little weak at the time."

Yan Qingzhi frowned.

"When we go to Gu's house together..."

Speaking of this, Mei Heng admitted it readily.

"That's the aftermath. It's not a leg problem, it's just a general weakness."

Yan Qingzhi opened her mouth, and the days she had been in contact with Mei Heng quickly flashed back in her mind, and she quickly locked the opportunity for the two of them to meet.

She remembered that she jumped off a cliff to save a child. At that time, Mei Heng jumped with her from the carriage in an instant. She didn't care at that time. Now that I think about it, it doesn't seem like a person with bad legs can do it. action.

Yan Qingzhi had preconceived feelings about Mei Heng's leg problem, so that when the two met later, she didn't think about Mei Heng's pretense at all.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier! You let me carry you all the way!"

Yan Qingzhi was instantly angry, this kind of behavior is too shameful!so shameful...

"I want to say it, but every time I look at you, I can't say these words! Of course, the most important thing is that when someone is carrying it, who will walk by himself!"

After he finished speaking, he gave Yan Qingzhi a 'you understand' look, and Yan Qingzhi was speechless.

"You pretended to have bad legs and feet for months just to take advantage of this. You...you are...so speechless!"

(End of this chapter)