One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Yan Qingzhi's heart trembled, and she dodged the sword in embarrassment.

Following her movement, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

She didn't know what method Feng Lin used, but she didn't want to believe that there was such a power in the world that could suppress even her blood of a god descendant.

Whether it is Yan Qingzhu or Mei Heng, no one has ever told her how to use the power of blood, and Yan Qingzhi has no idea at all.

A knife was slashing at her, she waved her hand to block it, but was shocked by the opponent's strength and bounced back a step.

Yan Qingzhi couldn't believe it, it was the first time she felt so powerless after so many years.

Her powerful fighting instinct allows her to lose her fighting spirit even if she loses her strength.

Yan Qingzhi staggered, and after a few steps, she suddenly became erratic.

Without strength, she still has agility.

Her imperfect physical condition prevents her from displaying [-]% of her abilities, but this is not a ring, and what she needs is not to win the opponent openly.

Yan Qingzhi sold an opening, when a person rushed in front of her and wiped her arm with a knife, a sleeve arrow slipped out of Yan Qingzhi's sleeve and aimed directly at the person's chest.

The mechanism was pulled, and the knife that the man stabbed back with his backhand hadn't reached Yan Qingzhi's body, his whole body trembled, Yan Qingzhi flew up and kicked on him, taking advantage of the momentum.

His long knife that was about to stab Yan Qingzhi backed away, and Yan Qingzhi then leaped up to avoid another person's attack.

Yan Qingzhi turned over and landed, but she didn't stand firmly when she landed, and fell directly into the grass.

A mouthful of blood stuck in the throat spurted out.

The dark red blood splattered with rising heat that didn't fit the climate, and it seemed to have taken away all the strength in Yan Qingzhi's body.

Yan Qingzhi looked at the bloodstain and suddenly smiled.

She thought of Guan Shao, and the wound on Guan Shao's body that had bled dry.

Did he ever feel so helpless last night?

A long knife came slashing, Yan Qingzhi had no time to feel too much, and rolled to avoid it.

Followed by another mouthful of blood gushing out.

Yan Qingzhi stood unsteadily, but her eyes became brighter.

She dodged in embarrassment, a knife brushed past her neck and shoulders, and a sword stabbed her arm again.

Blood gushed out, but Yan Qingzhi turned a blind eye.

She dodged again and again, with more and more injuries on her body, Feng Lin still looked like she was watching a good show at first, but watching it, her heart sank.

His incense stick was about to burn out, but several people still failed to kill Yan Qingzhi.

"I can't hold on any longer! Kill her quickly!"

Feng Lin reminded at a critical moment.

But this reminder is meaningless, if they could kill Yan Qingzhi, they would have killed them long ago!
Yan Qingzhi's body was dirty, her hair was disheveled, and a lot of her blood was scattered on the ground. She still looked like she had no strength, and she tried to avoid it, but everyone could see that she was only at the end of her strength, and wanted to kill her. But it's always a little bit worse.

The people who beat them were furious, desperately trying to surround Yan Qingzhi.

But in the end, Yan Qingzhi, who was soaked in blood, was still alive until the chunky tower incense was burned out.

The layers of resistance pressing on her body were instantly lightened, and Yan Qingzhi's tears flowed down from her smile.

"If you don't take the chance, it's up to me!"

The long spear in her hand connected instantly, and the whole person merged with it, and the human spear became one, and the aura pierced the sky.

Her strength hasn't fully returned yet, but the urge to kill can no longer be suppressed.

The shadow of the gun trembled, but in an instant, two people were picked up by her.

Her strength gradually increased, but after a few breaths, she returned to her peak.

And the peak seems not to be the end point, her strength has climbed again, and the divine power obtained in the underground palace has not been fully absorbed, and it has been integrated into her flesh and blood at an accelerated rate.

The muscles of Yan Qingzhi's body were extremely strong, and the sound of long guns pierced the wind. Her overall strength had once again risen to a higher level.

Such a rapid growth rate made Fenglin flustered, and he took out a piece of talisman paper from somewhere and lit it.

It's just that this time without the cooperation of Taxiang, the pressure on Yan Qingzhi was greatly reduced by half.

He took advantage of the time when the remaining two held Yan Qingzhi, turned around and fled, but in the end, it was still too late!

He didn't even run a few hundred meters, Yan Qingzhi had turned over and landed in front of him, blocking Feng Ling's path.

Feng Lin was taken aback, and while backing away, he turned his head to look at the place where Yan Qingzhi fought just now. The people he brought were all dead, and he was the only one left!
"Miss Yan, we have no grudges in the past and we have no grudges in the present. There is no need to come up and fight and kill, right?"

Before dying, Feng Lin still wanted to delay for a while, to see if there was another turning point.

With Yan Qingzhi's character, she would not even say a word of nonsense to Feng Lin. It was like this before, and it is naturally the same now.

She raised her spear, ready to send Feng Lin on the road.

Feng Lin knelt down on the ground with a thud, raised his hand and said to Yan Qingzhi.

"Miss Yan, I know why you came here, but you don't want to know why I appeared there last night! Don't you want to know who told me the news?"

The long spear that Yan Qingzhi stabbed forward paused for a moment, joy flashed in Feng Lin's eyes, but immediately, his neck was pierced by Yan Qingzhi.

The moment before he lost consciousness, he heard Yan Qingzhi's Qingyue voice say.

"I don't need you to tell me what I should know!"

Regardless of whether Guan Shao died because of Mei Heng or not, the people who did the killing were Feng Rin. It's not that Yan Qingzhi doesn't care about the truth, she just doesn't trust Feng Rin from the bottom of her heart.

What should she care about a person she doesn't trust! ?

She silently removed the long gun, wiped it clean with a clean cloth, put it back into her gun case and carried it on her back.

When passing by the corpses of Feng Ling, she bent down and picked up the wooden box containing the incense.

The way back seemed to be extremely long, and she was exhausted from walking, and when she returned from the secret path, it seemed that it was night again.

She climbed out of the secret passage, saw Yan Qingzhu and Mei Heng who were anxiously waiting at the entrance of the secret passage, and suddenly smiled faintly.

Then the whole person tilted and fell into a coma.

Yan Qingzhu was terrified enough to see her covered in blood, but when she saw her faint, she was so frightened that she almost flew out of her wits.

He caught the person, stretched out his hand to check Yan Qingzhi's pulse, and found that it was just overtired and lethargic, so he let out a long breath.

He picked up the person, stopped for a moment when passing by Meiheng, but still didn't speak, and quickly found a quiet place for Yan Qingzhi to rest.

He found Meng Yushang who was in a daze, and asked her to help Yan Qingzhi treat the wound and change her clothes.

The two sat silently outside the door of Yan Qingzhi's sleeping room.

Meng Yushang suddenly asked Yan Qingzhu.

"Tell me, is there anyone in this world who lives exclusively for another person?"