Chapter 493 Killing 8
"Hoo, hoo..." He gasped violently.

With a sword on the ground, Yun Yan half knelt on the ground with wounds all over her body, especially her neck, thighs and arms, which almost turned her into a corpse or a cripple. , dyed the white snow a little bright red, but was quickly buried by more snowflakes, leaving no trace.

And Aunt Xia is not much better at this time, although the wounds are much less than Yun Yan's, the wound on the abdomen left by beheading the opponent is particularly deep, if you don't cover it, your intestines may flow out.

But such a situation——

"Hehe, hahaha..." Yun Yan was laughing, and she was still happy even though her wounds were touched.

why?
Fighting against an opponent like Aunt Xia, both of them were hurt, why didn't she laugh, if she didn't resolutely choose to trade injuries for injuries after knowing that she was invincible, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to survive now.

and,

Although her body was full of scars, she was happy in her heart.

After seeing Fei Chen suffer such a serious injury for her, but she herself was immersed in the throbbing of her first taste of emotion, the heavy guilt and shame made her breathless, and when she left her comrades and The fact that Pan Ronghuan ran away gave the kind-hearted Yun Yan the urge to masochistic.

Just imagine, if someone in modern times accidentally harmed the giant panda like this, would any conscientious person have the urge to smash their heads to apologize, and Yun Yan felt the same way, but she wasn't too nervous yet. level of masochism.

Although, fighting against the enemy now hurts both sides, because the pain on her body has relieved the wound on her heart a lot, and this feeling is not much different from self-torture.

"Old beggar, come again! Otherwise, you will have no chance."

Finally had enough of laughing, when Yun Yan was talking, she quietly took out a bottle of potion and poured it on her hand, then gently applied it on the blade of the sword.This bottle, according to her guess, should be a poison that seals the throat when seeing blood, because it has not been tested, so it does not even have an antidote.

Win or lose depends on Yibo.

It's just that Aunt Xia didn't immediately respond to Yunyan's invitation to fight. Instead, she looked at a place outside the battlefield, under the snow tree, "Yu'er..." muttered to herself.

There was a thick layer of snowflakes on Shangguan Baoyu's shoulders. It was obvious that he hadn't just arrived, but as the head of Shangguan's family and Aunt Xia's direct son, he didn't show any sign, just stood there...

He even turned a blind eye to his seriously injured mother and watched with cold eyes.

Aunt Xia withdrew her gaze in disappointment, and tied the belt of her skirt tightly around the wound. At this moment, Yun Yan had already stood up. The wound was too big for acupuncture to help. If she didn't want to bleed too much to death, she had to end the battle as soon as possible.

The two fought together again.

"Yanzi, I'll come to help you right away!"

Pan Ronghuan wanted to stop the support brought by Shangguan Baoyu, and the three of them couldn't get away. Seeing that the situation on Yunyan's side was getting more and more critical, he still didn't run away, and broke out in a frenzy of anxiety.

However, two of the small miscellaneous fish were killed, but the three big ones were still alive.

"Ah!" Qingsi fell to the ground, and a long sword was added to Yunyan's back.

Seeing this, Pan Ronghuan's eyes were blood red, but the black pupils were extremely deep and concentrated, and then he stabbed madly at his dantian with a sword.

(End of this chapter)

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