The group favorite little girl took the whole family to cultivate immortality and ascended

Chapter 73 Does it hurt?

Soon, the man in black was getting closer and closer to her.

Song Yao's palms were sweating a little, and his heart was beating fast.

What to do. Now there is no ability to tangle with him at all.

Song Yao took a deep breath and pumped out a small amount of spiritual power from her fingertips, as if she had made up her mind, and was about to hit the man in black directly in the eyes.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the gate of the courtyard. This sound was not in the rhythm of ordinary people. The interval between them was very long, as if they were flying.

The man came to the courtyard and wrestled with the man in black without saying a word.

Song Yao withdrew his movements, and secretly poked his head out to take a look. This is Yan Sui? ?
Why is he here? ?
The man in black was quickly subdued to the ground. Yan Sui drew out his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the man's throat, and said coldly, "Say, who sent you here?"

The man in black sneered, as if he knew he was bound to die, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You will never want to know."

As soon as the words fell, he bit the poison packet under his tongue, and a lot of blood soon gushed out of his mouth, and then he fell silent.

At this time, Song Yao was sitting under the tree, trying her best to recover.

Yan Sui pursed his lips, looked at the red light in Taotie's eyes on the jade pendant, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is the right place.
"Great?" Yan Sui glanced at the man in black with the hairpin stuck in his throat, squatted down and pulled out the bloody hairpin, and called out tentatively.

Hearing the sound, Song Yao's eyelashes trembled, and she replied, "I'm here."

Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Sui quickly walked around behind the tree, knelt down and looked at Song Yao's weak expression, and said softly, "How are you? Where are you hurt? Show me."

Song Yao raised her eyes to look at Yan Sui, she couldn't help laughing, and slowly raised her arm: "It's just a broken skin, it's not a serious problem."

But this harmless injury in Song Yao's eyes was horrific in Yan Sui's eyes.

Should this kind of injury appear on Song Yao's body? ? !
No, she is still so young and her skin is so tender, how painful should it be? ?
Thinking of this, Yan Sui's heart ached, and he said distressedly, "Can I go?"

"Hmm..." Song Yao moved tentatively, walking was barely enough, but she was very tired.

She pursed her lips aggrievedly, and said coquettishly: "Brother, I can't walk, you hug me."

Seeing this, Yan Sui's heart skipped a beat. He opened his mouth, and seeing Song Yao's appearance, he felt that his whole body softened a bit.

He nodded, then put away the hairpin, stretched out his hand and gently hugged Song Yao horizontally.

Is this little girl really light or is she too thin? She should eat more to supplement her.

Song Yao's eyelashes trembled, she reached out and hooked Yan Sui's neck, just watched him jump over the fence, and finally led her to the carriage at the gate of the temple.

Song Ziling was still fighting with those men in black, while Jiang Yunchu was leaning against the wall beside him, watching him nervously.

Seeing this, Song Yao's eyelashes trembled, she tugged at the skirt of Yan Sui's chest, and said, "Second brother is still inside, help him."

Hearing this, Yan Sui didn't say a word, but strode to the carriage, looked at her bleeding arm, and gently put her down.

"Go in and stay obediently."

Song Yao pursed her lips and got into the carriage as she said.

At this time, another dozen killers descended from the sky and surrounded the carriage.

Yan Sui's eyes froze, his eyes were scarlet, and he pulled out the saber beside him.

Inside the carriage, Song Yao heard the sound of weapons colliding outside again.

Trembling, she opened the curtain of the small window a little bit, and saw the blood all over the floor.

Song Yao couldn't help but began to worry about Yan Sui, would he get hurt with so many people? ?
And the second brother, I don't know how he is doing now.

Not long after, the sound outside stopped, as if nothing had happened.

Only the smell of blood in the air told Song Yao that all of this was true and happened for real.

Then why. Yan Sui, nothing happened to him, right? ? !
Thinking of this, Song Yao's heart trembled, and she quickly got up and wanted to get out of the carriage, but the curtain of the carriage was lifted one step earlier from the outside.

It's Yan Sui.

His hands were covered with bloodstains that hadn't been wiped clean, and his face was also stained with blood, which looked terrifying.

Song Yao opened his mouth and whispered softly, "Brother."

She didn't move, just stared blankly at Yan Sui getting into the carriage, what came out of her nostrils was a strong smell of blood.

Yan Sui sat in front of Song Yao, was silent for a while, and said, "Did it scare you?"

Hearing this, Song Yao shook her head, and when she raised her eyes again, there was already a trace of tears in her eyes.

"Brother, are you injured?" Song Yao's eyelashes trembled, and she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yan Sui's wrist.

No. Not the wrist, why is it still bleeding? ! !

Song Yao looked up slowly, locked his eyes on his right shoulder, and hesitantly stretched out his hand to touch it lightly.

Yes, it was blood, and there was a big tear in the clothes.

"Brother, does it hurt?" Song Yao's voice was unconsciously choked up, her eyes were red, and she looked up at Yan Sui with distress.

Yan Sui looked at her lightly with downcast eyes, without any expression on his face, and said softly, "It doesn't hurt."

"It doesn't hurt? Liar, it must hurt." Song Yao said with red eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

Seeing this, Yan Sui felt very happy instead, because Song Yao was worried about him and cared for him.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears off her cheeks.

Unexpectedly, the blood on his hands just stained Song Yao's face, blurring her original fair face.

He paused, laughed dumbfounded, and brushed the messy hair on Song Yao's face behind his ears.

What can be done?No matter how much blood he bleeds, he himself feels that it doesn't matter, as long as Song Yao can be well.

But he still hurt Song Yao, because he didn't do a good job, but made her worry.

"Yoyoo." Yan Sui's deep voice sounded, "Can you hug me?"

Hearing this, Song Yao was obviously taken aback, she raised her eyes to look at Yan Sui, she moved after a while, stretched out her arms to wrap around Yan Sui's body, and leaned against him.

Seeing this, Yan Sui's eyes were dimmed, and he hesitated, "You, you. Don't you think it's dirty?"

"Brother is not dirty at all." Song Yao said softly.

Hearing this, Yan Sui was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly, with softness in his eyes.

Song Yao closed her eyes and said, "Brother, I want to tell you something seriously."

"Huh?" Yan Sui frowned slightly, "Say it."

"Actually." Song Yao straightened up, looked up at Yan Sui with her small face, and said mysteriously, "I know magic."

(End of this chapter)