Quickly cross the boss, he is in love to death

Chapter 392 The Stallion He is Blind 41
A loud noise came from the bottom of the cliff.

The broken giant crown smashed to the ground together with Ling Moyuan and the others.

Dusty and messy.

All the branches of the giant tree were broken, the trunk was shattered, and a big hole was smashed into the ground.

At that moment, Ling Moyuan only had time to protect Fu Chan who was beside him.

He originally wanted to use his spiritual power to ease the momentum of his fall, but he found that his spiritual power was rapidly draining.

If he hadn't sacrificed the magic weapon at the last moment, he might have fallen to his collarbone.

But even so, in order to protect Fu Chan, he was slightly injured.

Supporting Fu Chan to stand up slowly, Ling Moyuan slowly looked around.

The strong smell of blood penetrated into the nostrils, accompanied by a low moan.

Painful and hopeless.

"Brother Ling...help me..." A disciple who was crushed under the tree shouted towards Ling Moyuan while vomiting blood.

And next to him was a disciple who was directly pierced through the stomach by a tree branch.

Ling Moyuan could even see the disciple's intestines hanging on the tree branch.

He was staring at Ling Moyuan at this moment, and he made a vague voice: "Help me...hehe...help..."

Some disciples got up from the ground with their heads covered in blood, some disciples broke their legs and crawled on the ground with their hands, and some had died...

Seeing this scene, Ling Moyuan's expression turned ugly.

Even though he didn't have a deep relationship with them, he was a disciple of Guanglu Sect after all, and he was the person in charge of this time's experience in the ruins.

Fu Chan's pale face kept trembling.

"My spiritual power is gone." Che Tonghua walked over slowly, clutching her injured arm.

"Me too." Ling Moyuan nodded, "The spiritual power in my body has been lost rapidly since the moment I fell, and now I am no different from an ordinary person."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards Che Tonghua and carefully bandaged her wound.

Che Tonghua looked at Ling Moyuan who was close at hand, her cheeks slowly turned red.

I don't know what Ling Moyuan said to her, but the originally cold and frosty senior sister of Guangliuzong suddenly changed her appearance, shy and timid.

Ying Ge, who had a panoramic view of everything, couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his body.

Xiao Wengui just glanced away before looking away, his little face was full of undisguised disgust.

Ying Ge looked around and quickly found Fu Zhishan whose leg was being crushed by a tree trunk.

The girl's face was full of pain, and she was waking up in a daze.

And when she woke up, she saw Ling Moyuan standing with Che Tonghua.

In an instant, her expression became ferocious.

At this moment, Fu Zhishan's veil had been removed, revealing the criss-crossing scars on her face, all twisted together in an instant with the change of her expression.

"Bitch." Fu Zhishan cursed in a low voice, and wanted to get up and rush over.

However, she felt a sharp pain in her leg when she moved.

"Do you want me to call someone for you?" Ying Ge squatted beside her at some point.

Fu Zhishan was taken aback, and just as she was about to curse, she met Xiao Wengui's deep, dark eyes.

It's like being dead.

Fu Zhishan paused in fear, ignored Yingge, and turned her head to get Ling Moyuan's attention.

Ying Ge rubbed his hands excitedly: "I'll call for you, you can see that you are injured."

Fu Zhishan looked over with some differences, but felt that Ying Ge's tone was a little too eager.

"Why don't you help me remove the tree trunk?" Fu Zhishan asked warily.

"I can't lift it." Ying Ge had a sincere smile on his face, then turned his head and shouted at Ling Moyuan.

"Master Ling, if you don't come, your little Zhishan will lose too much blood and die!"

　Death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)