There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 731 Tormented and tragic death (3)
Yang Churuo felt that his heart was almost suffocated, and stretched out his slender hand to cover his mouth, staring blankly at Feng Ling, who was seriously injured and pale.

"Bang... bang..." There was another sound of falling to the ground, it was Ah Ruo, Princess Dingdang and the white horse.

Although the bottom is sand, the sand is also hard, and the body can't withstand such a forceful fall. Ah Ruo and Princess Dingdang passed out, and the horse even wailed loudly. Presumably, the fall was not light.

Looking up and looking around, the sky is already dark, the sun is gradually setting, and the sky is full of fiery red clouds, each of which has a different shape and is too beautiful to behold.Under the setting sun, there is a desolate desert. Apart from the desert, it is still a desert. It stretches for thousands of miles, one after another, and there is no end in sight, nor a piece of green.

The north wind is howling, it is the twelfth lunar month, and the new year will be in a few days. It is the time of winter, and before the sun sets, it is already cold. Yang Churuo is trembling. She dare not imagine that if it is night, it will be cold again. what it looks like.

In the desert of Nuoda, in the world of Nuoda, it seems that there are only a few of them, Yang Churuo's eyes hurt.

Desert, desert...their only animal, and only a dying horse, is now able to leave here.

Seeing Feng Ling with frowning eyebrows and pale face, Yang Churuo had mixed emotions in his heart and clenched his fists.

She wanted to kill him at this time, now was the best chance, if she didn't kill him now, it would be difficult to find such a good chance.

Thinking that he was injured only to save himself, Yang Churuo hesitated again.Thinking of how ruthlessly she occupied her body that night, Yang Churuo's hatred surged, and he looked at Feng Ling with cold and ruthless eyes.

"Ahem..." Fengling clutched his chest, his internal organs were writhing, he tried a few times but couldn't get up, so he could only grit his teeth, sit up with all his strength, cross his legs, and heal his injuries , and at the same time looked at Yang Churuo coldly, and said weakly, "You want to kill me, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Yang Churuo didn't speak, and when he closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds, he pulled out the wooden hairpin on his head and stabbed Fengling's heart.

Feng Ling's closed eyes suddenly opened, a cold light flashed past, and he grabbed Yang Churuo's wrist, the pain caused the wooden hairpin in Yang Churuo's hand to fall to the ground with a snap, and stared at Feng Ling resentfully.

"I said that you are not qualified to kill me now." Let go, Feng Ling hit him mercilessly, directly ignoring Yang Churuo and continuing to practice.

Yang Churuo rubbed his painful wrist, with hatred in his eyes, and he was not in a hurry to take revenge, anyway, he was seriously injured now, and he won't recover for a while, she had plenty of time to assassinate him.

After Feng Ling carefully observed Yang Churuo for a while, he began to heal his injuries.No one knew that there was unprecedented solemnity in his tightly closed eyes.

He was already seriously injured, but this time he fought against Chu Yuchen, he injured his internal organs even more. Now that he fell like this, his internal injuries have worsened, and within a few months, he will no longer be able to use his true energy.

In the desert, a person with superb martial arts may not be able to go out, let alone a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken.

Feng Ling suppressed all the miscellaneous thoughts, his luck was small, and healed with peace of mind.

After a long time, Feng Ling slowly withdrew his skills, and his face was no longer as pale as before.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Churuo sitting on one side, her eyes closed tiredly, she didn't know if she was asleep, her hands hugged her body tightly and shivered.

Only then did Feng Ling raise his head. Now that night has fallen, the cold wind howls, blowing a lot of wind and sand.The temperature in the desert is much lower than outside.

(End of this chapter)