Destiny Demon Concubine

Chapter 169 Talking to You 2
The people behind Ming Ji received the order and rushed up like a swarm.

Emperor Jiyun broke off the arrow in his chest, pulled Feng Xiran up, and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I won't let you get into trouble."

Feng Xiran supported Ji Yunhuang, watching Ming Ji's people getting closer and closer to them.

Those people all held long swords, and they were better than them in terms of weapons.

Ji Yunhuang still pulled Feng Xiran behind him, "Don't leave me three meters away."

A powerful force condensed in Emperor Jiyun's hands, Feng Xiran secretly groaned inwardly.

He was already injured, how could he forcefully use his kung fu to make a move?
A person, with a long sword in his hand, suddenly stabbed at Ji Yunhuang!
Feng Xiran had an idea, and suddenly stood in front of Emperor Jiyun, hugging his waist.

In the next second, with a flash of '唰', Feng Xiran and Ji Yunhuang disappeared in place in an instant.

Ming Jiqi had blue veins on his forehead, "Search for me! They must not be far away."

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At that critical moment, Feng Xiran teleported away with Ji Yunhuang.

This is another teleportation with people, and it really is much more tiring than teleporting by yourself.

She supported Ji Yunhuang and staggered forward.

Emperor Jiyun lowered his eyes and glanced at her, "Xi'er, if you are tired, take a rest for a while."

"No." Feng Xiran shook her head, "If we stop now, they will soon catch up."

Ji Yunhuang sighed, "But I can't hold it anymore, you can go, don't worry about me."

When Feng Xiran heard this, she frowned, "You were hurt because of me, how could I leave you alone?"

And at this time, it's so dangerous, how can she be an ungrateful person?

Feng Xiran looked forward, and there happened to be a thatched cottage not far away.

"Let's go there to rest for a while and take a look at your injuries."

Feng Xiran helped Ji Yunhuang into the thatched hut.

The thatched hut is full of dust, it can be seen that it has not been lived in for a long time.

Feng Xiran supported Ji Yunhuang to sit on the bed, "Let me see how your injury is doing."

Emperor Jiyun raised his hand, first set up a barrier for the room, and then leaned against the bed, his face pale.

Feng Xiran walked up to him and untied his clothes.

His smooth chest was full of blood, bright red.

A hint of unbearableness flashed across Feng Xiran's eyes, "Hold on for a while, I'll pull out the arrow, it might hurt a lot."

Emperor Jiyun looked at her and raised his lips, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of pain, just pull it out."

Feng Xiran's hand had originally landed on the arrowhead, but upon hearing Ji Yunhuang's weak voice, she had no courage to pull it out, even the hand holding the arrowhead trembled a little.

Emperor Jiyun seemed to be able to read minds, and smiled, "Why? There are things you dare not do?"

Feng Xiran pursed her lips and remained silent.

"In my impression, you girl dares to do anything."

Feng Xiran took a deep breath, a look of determination flashed across her eyes, "Be patient."

She held the arrow tightly and pulled it hard.

Blood flowed out again.

She quickly took out the hemostatic medicine from the space, applied it on his wound, then tore off her clothes, and bandaged his wound.

Ji Yunhuang has been leaning on the bed and watching her.

After doing all this, there was faint sweat on her forehead.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Yunhuang smiled slightly, his peach blossom eyes were full of bewitching meaning, "It doesn't hurt, you take care of me yourself, how can I hurt?"

(End of this chapter)