Chapter 127
Meng Zhiran didn't even know how he got to this cave, he was swept away like a gust of wind, what happened just now really shocked him, it really seemed like a dream.

Ao Qianling leaned against Shimen with a cold expression. The fighting technique just now had consumed too much of her physical energy, no matter how strong her body was, she couldn't bear it now, and she was injured.

Her ability is still not enough, she is still too weak.

Seeing Meng Zhiran looking at Ao Qianling stupidly in the backlight, he also shifted his gaze to her body, and saw that she was dressed in black, and her slender body was wrapped in black, completely like a shadow, but she exuded It's cold and hard to ignore.

"Ah~ Elder Sister Ao, you're injured and shed a lot of blood!" Backlight noticed that Ao Qianling's arm was scratched by the condor, he was startled, his cute little face wrinkled tightly, The bright and clear eyes were full of worry.

"It's okay." Ao Qianling dexterously avoided the backlight and wanted to touch the fingers on her arm. In the 21st century, Ao Qianling had studied acupuncture and knew the meridians of the human body very well. She stretched out her finger to check the blood vessels of her arm. After a few quick clicks, the blood stopped flowing out.

The blood had adhered to the wound and hadn't solidified yet. The flesh was bloody, and the scarlet flesh was covered with her tender skin. The long scars looked shocking.
"Meng Zhiran, Meng Zhiran, Elder Sister Ao is injured, what should I do? Do you have any medicine?" Backlight stomped anxiously, stretched out his hand and tugged Meng Zhiran, who was completely stupid.

"Ah? Is Miss Seven injured? Is it serious? Let me take a look." Meng Zhiran was dragged by the backlight, and then he realized it. Seeing his anxious expression, he realized what he just said .

"No need, the bleeding has stopped." Ao Qianling ignored Meng Zhiran's outstretched hand in mid-air, and let him put it there in such an embarrassing manner, frozen in mid-air, why should she bother others with such a trivial matter?

Meng Zhiran looked at her indifferent eyes, sighed helplessly, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment. This woman is still so brave at this moment, how could he not see that she didn't want to trouble them, If you are injured, you have to bear it alone.

No matter when she is so calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous, calm as water, cold as ice, this is her, Ao Qianling.

Ao Qianling ignored the two people looking at her hot eyes, she took out Huo Yi from her bosom and put it in the palm of her hand, wondering if this little thing was scratched by the eagle just now.

Sure enough, Huo Yi's snow-white fur was stained a little red by the blood. Following the blood stains, he pushed aside his snow-white fur, and found that there were four small holes on Huo Yi's body, which were caused by the sharp claws of the condor. It wasn't very deep, but the blood hole still looked scary.

"Master, don't worry, I'm fine. Master, I'm sorry. I hurt you." Huo Yi started to speak, but now it fell into Ao Qianling's ears with a "squeak" sound. Her bead chain was caught by the eagle. He took it away, so naturally he couldn't understand what Huo Yi said now.

It's probably impossible to find it again, and I don't know where the condor took her bead chain. I really hate myself for not shooting it down. It may not be so easy to get out now. Just throw it away, she believes she can understand it.

(End of this chapter)

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