Beauty Against the Sky: Cold King Yufei

Chapter 492 550 Ya Fu Ten
He forcibly pulled her back from the coma and unconsciousness. Although her eyes were still closed, her ears could hear clearly, but she was a little dizzy from the fever and couldn't wake up.

But the consciousness is sober, she is really helpless, her career is simply a fool.He thought she was dead, and didn't know how to check it out, so he was stupid and cried.

But despite saying so, Fan Ruoyu's heart is still sweet.Originally, she didn't wake up so quickly, because she felt the raging rage in Ya's body, which made her heart jump.She had to force herself to wake up, Fan Ruoyu's dark eyes were slightly sunken, and she only understood at the moment when she curled her lips.

He and her are redemption; she and him are also redemption.

In this life or life after life, they are destined to be entangled together, and it is impossible to untie the intricate knot that is entangled.

Watching Ya restrain his physical strength, he fought with the four of them completely hand to hand.That was no longer a collision of force, but friction between bodies.Her lips curled into a smile, and her anger reached the edge, causing her words to disappear.

But after all, he didn't want to hurt them, otherwise why would he keep his hands everywhere and try to avoid the vital blows.But it could be seen that Ya was angry, the strike was quick and precise, the four of them were already injured, and Long Yue was bruised and swollen from Ya's beating.

Because he knew, knew what they cared about most, so Ya took advantage of this to beat up Long Yue's monstrous face and didn't even recognize his mother when he appeared.

Fan Ruoyu watched, forced his consciousness to push Huiyuan Pill into his mouth, let his own force surge, the white light of the body guard suddenly appeared, and with a thought, the pot of burning knives that was originally reserved for Ya Nuanwei appeared in the hand.

"Xiaobai," whispered, a flash of white light fell on Fan Ruoyu's side, also on Longma's back.

Shaking the petals, "Master!"

"Take this, climb onto my back and pour it onto my wound!" He said and handed the flagon to Xiaobai's branch that could be used as a hand.

"What is this?" Xiaobai opened it curiously, "What a strong wine!" According to the words, the twisted flower branch stood on Fan Ruoyu's back, with eyes the size of pearls, staring at the boss, "Hiss, it's so long Wound!"

Fan Ruoyu frowned slightly, "Hurry up and pour the wine on the wound!" There was no doubt in his tone.If she doesn't disinfect and bandage the wound, she will really die soon.

Although Xiaobai was puzzled, he also understood that Fan Ruoyu never did useless things, and quickly cleaned the wound carefully according to her instructions.During this period, Fan Ruoyu bit his lips tightly and said nothing from the beginning to the end, but the sweat falling from his forehead clearly showed how much pain she was enduring.

Staring closely at Ya's figure for a moment, he suddenly realized that the blood rose that was red like blood on top of the white clothes was so beautiful and soul-stirring.

They had changed from hand-to-hand combat to armed combat. Long Teng, Long Yue and others were a little timid at first, but after some hand-to-hand combat, they realized that Ya was no longer the milk baby he picked up back then, he had grown up.

With agile and vigorous movements, he seems to have dodged many incoming attacks slowly, the more he fights, the more he feels relieved, and the more he feels relieved, the more he wants to fight.

(End of this chapter)