Dear Princess, Run Slowly

The little boy's clear and innocent eyes turned to look at Su Qianyue who was in a coma.

Su Qianyue yelled at them a few times, looked at them again, and fell asleep

I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time. When Su Qianyue's divine consciousness disappeared, he only left this sentence in his mind.

She is really too tired, day and night cultivation and miscellaneous small Luo's provocation, coupled with the interference of Yan Cheng and bone etching powder, make her body some broken, more weak without wind, otherwise she won't be knocked and fainted.

Su Qianyue, the little boy she saw before her coma, has no time to take care of him. She wants to have a comfortable sleep now.

This sleep, Su Qianyue directly sleep for three days!

In the past three days, a lot of things have happened to Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qian Shi

"Er --!"

Another blow, Jun Mo Nian's white fingertips weakly pinched the burning soul dart in his hand, and his dark red pupils were staring at the wolf with saliva in front of him!

A total of three, because she helped an unknown little servant girl, she was entangled by these animals for two hours!

Blood, drop by drop on the ground to form a beautiful flower.

The consciousness of these jackals was too confused, like she had just been frightened, so she had no way to send her divine consciousness in!

Dark red eyes flicker, in the dark there seems to be a red meteor.

Jun Mo read some tired to cover his fast beating heart, carefully looking at the three beasts in front of him!

Pupil slightly a flash, she chose a most secure method!

The burning soul dart suddenly flew to one of the jackals! Jun Mo Nian used up all the strength he had accumulated at this time, and the burning soul dart stabbed into the Jackal's head. However, because the Jackal was the Warcraft of lingzun's later period, his defense force could not be underestimated!

Burning soul dart only stabbed into the flesh, Jun Mo Nian kneels on one knee, watching the other two jackals, regardless of the wail of their companions, straight toward Jun Mo Nian!

Junmo Nian is also in a state of mind at this time. He starts to gather two soul darts in his hand. The wolf's greedy expression gradually enlarges in Junmo Nian's red pupil. Junmo Nian can even see some weak self in jackal's eyes.

Burning soul dart tightly in hand, she can only contain a jackal, but the other two, she can only use defense to resist!

Seeing this, Niannian's eyes closed slightly, and he seemed to be fighting. The burning soul dart was ready to go. The third jackal also seemed to be suffering and ran towards Junmo Nian.

In her heart, she was a little at a loss, but she would not degenerate, because she firmly believed that if she died here, her brother would wash red maple forest!

It's not commitment, it's intuition!

The burning soul darts scrape through the air, and there is a sharp whooshing sound. Jun Mo Nian seems to be able to hear the sound of the flesh being pierced by sharp weapons. She knows that the burning soul darts can't kill them at all, but she is sure to contain them.

The Jackal was hurt by the burning soul dart and roared up to the sky. It seemed that he was calling for his companion. Junmo Nian's eyes were closed at this time, and he seemed too tired. His lovely and pure face was also stained with dots of mud.

Hand weak hanging on both sides, ears sounded that jackal call companion howl, in the heart of a moment, really surge up a little despair.

Just as she was half sitting there, waiting for her death, the air seemed to be suddenly pinched by something. There was a moment of silence, and the expected pain didn't come. Then a thick warm blood gas rushed into the tip of her nose.

Jun Mo Nian is a little confused. He struggles to open his dark red eyes, which are still tired. He looks up at a pair of big eyes like stars. When he sees the owner of these eyes, Jun Mo Nian feels wronged for the first time.

"Red eye! Are you ok? "

Feng Qianshi nervously looks at the dying girl in front of her. Junmo doesn't answer, but shakes her head.

The eyes looked at the three jackals who had just been pierced by the wind for thousands of years.

Some micro Zheng, looking at the long bow in the hand of Feng Qianshi, want to ask what, but after all, there is no strength.

Feng Qianshi also saw the weakness of Junmo Nian, and rushed forward to hold Junmo Nian in his arms. At first, Junmo Nian struggled a little, but now because of the great difference between them, Junmo Nian did not struggle.

"Don't move. Your body is full of wounds. What if you bleed again?" Feng Qianshi holds the weak Jun Mo Nian tightly and looks around anxiously. Jun Mo Nian bites his lower lip slightly and uses up all his strength to pull the corner of Feng Qianshi's clothes. His fingers weakly lift up and point to a direction not far away.

The air is like gossamer, and the voice is too small. The wind has to send his ears to Junmo Niang's mouth. The warm breath hits his earlobe, and his ears are slightly red, which makes him hear Junmo Niang's words clearly.

"Go! The beast signaled... "

Finish saying, Jun Mo read closed eyes again, Feng Qianshi nodded, Jun Mo read just want to struggle to want to get up, Feng Qianshi can't refuse to hold her, an ambiguous Princess hold, let the pale Jun Mo read face slightly red."Put -"

"shut up! Don't move if you don't want to

Feng Qianshi stares at her fiercely, then turns to the direction that Jun Mo Nian just pointed to and flies away. It's like a flash of lightning, which makes people unable to grasp. Jun Mo Nian, who is half in a coma, doesn't pay attention to these. Feng Qianshi also holds the weak person in his arms tightly and looks down at her worried from time to time.

Pale face, also mixed with some scarlet wounds, appears more pitiful, weak without wind.

Soul refiners are mainly engaged in soul alchemy. Like actual combat experience, they are also lacking in this kind of soul refiners.

It's a miracle for Junmo Nian to have this cultivation, but it's not enough to live in this world!

I don't know how long it took to fly. Fengqianshi saw a small cave from afar. He was very happy. He dropped his eyes slightly and looked at her sleeping in his arms. His hands on her shoulders tightened.

There are countless wounds on the body, the most serious one is the bite on the shoulder!

Teeth directly through her skin, blood like no money like gurgling out.

Feng Qianshi gently puts Jun Mo Nian on his back and starts to look for straw around him. Maybe it's a cave that Warcraft doesn't use. There are fresh water and straw in it.

Feng Qianshi's face is happy. He walks over and worries that his action is too big to make Jun Mo Nian sleep. Feng Qianshi can only bend his waist and slowly spread the straw.

Some helpless smile, the back of Jun Mo read lightly on the straw.

After looking at the wound on her body and thinking for a long time, he pulled open the rotten cloth on her body. The wound was magnified in front of his eyes, and the bright red stabbed his eyes.

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