Fengwu Jiangshan: The hot wolf princess is too evil

"Hey! Wake up!"

Her movements were not polite at all, even Yun Zong, who was in a coma, let out a cry of pain, but he just didn't wake up.

The half of his face turned sideways, whether it was soaked in water for too long or lost too much blood, turned out to be as white as a dead person.

Wei Ning could only squat down to check, the small black sword was still hanging above Yun Zong's head, if he dared to play tricks, it would also end his life!

The body was turned over, Yun Zong was lying on his back, only then did Wei Ning see that half of his body was covered in blood, and his right arm, soaked in water just now, was neatly bitten off from the shoulder!

The arm had disappeared for a long time, leaving only a wound that was turned white by the water, and the flesh and blood were rolled up.

Wei Ning was startled, she hadn't seen how the Eight Desolation Divine Beast and Yun Zing fought at that time, but seeing Yun Zing's tragic wound, the situation at that time must have been more dangerous than her.

However, this is his own fault. Who told him to mess with her?

She has never had much sympathy for the enemy, she just wants to see if Yun Zong is dead or not.

She remembered that Yun Zong held the sword in his right hand, and now that his right hand is broken, he will be half disabled in the future...

For Yun Zong, who has always been proud and arrogant, this kind of injury is more painful than death.

She stretched out her hand and slapped Yun Zong's face hard twice.

"Wake up! If you don't wake up, I'll throw you here!" Although she would throw him here when he woke up, she just wanted to see the expression on his face when he woke up and found that his right hand was broken.

Wei Ning admits that she is too evil, she has never claimed to be a good person, nor does she want to be a good person.

How can it be better to be a good person than to be a bad person?

The ancients said: Good people do not live long, while bad people live for thousands of years.

Yun Zong's face was flushed by his slap, and he groaned in pain, but he still couldn't wake up from the dream, so he just murmured in a low voice: "Sister, sister, don't leave me behind, take me with you..."

"When you wake up, I will take you away!"

"Okay, okay, I..." Yun Zong raised his left hand to grab her, and seemed to want to raise his right hand, but his right hand was gone. He tried hard, but in vain, as if he was very scared.

"Sister, grab me, grab me!"

Seeing his painfully contorted face in a coma, Wei Ning just felt bored, decided to leave him alone, stood up and took two steps, and heard him persistently calling 'sister', feeling a little uncomfortable for a moment.

"I owe you in my previous life!" Cursed in a low voice, Wei Ning still walked over, grabbed his left hand, and dragged him up from the ground.

The movement was too big, and he screamed in pain, and the only thing left was to scream, he couldn't even open his eyes, and his consciousness sometimes disappeared.

"Stinky boy, I will poison you in a while, and I will dare to bring bad luck on me in the future, and let you die of poison!"

Wei Ning half dragged and half dragged him to sit under a big banyan tree, where it was a bit dry and there was a shallow stream beside it.

The wound on his severed arm was too serious, but fortunately, Wei Ning had a lot of medicinal materials, all of which were high-quality goods, some of which were specially prepared by Situ Yao for her to treat trauma.

She didn't want to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so she took off Yun Zong's clothes directly, regardless of whether he hurts or not, she poured the medicine on his wound.

The anti-inflammatory drugs were more irritating and really painful. He twitched a few times and then became motionless, but his breathing was still there, but it was weak.

"Saving your life already counts as my outpouring of kindness!"