Chapter content begins --> "Mei..." Master Meimei was tired, and the large amount of blood loss made it extremely weak. During the battle, it was holding its spirits. Knowing that the battle was over, it could no longer maintain its huge body. In an instant, it turned into the little lamb. Zui Lian immediately reached out and hugged it in her arms, and his clothes were still dyed red by the blood stains on Master Meimei's body. He carefully wiped the blood from Master Meimei's wound with his sleeves, and sprinkled the healing powder on its wound.

The people brought by the Lord of Lingyao Palace have retreated aside to rest. They have suffered heavy casualties, but they have also kept their faith.

Some of the disciples of the Nine Palace were sore, and they couldn't help but look at their elders. The elders of the Nine Palace sighed and nodded silently. The disciples of the Nine Palace immediately walked forward without delay.

When the disciples of Lingyao Palace saw the Nine Palaces moving, they were immediately alert. They did not care about the injuries on their bodies, so they stood up and looked at the disciples of Nine Palaces who were coming solemnly.

"Don't be afraid... I have no malice, I just want to help you with medicine." A disciple of the Nine Palace looked carefully at the disciple of Lingyao Palace who was standing in front of him, and tried hard to make a light voice, fearing that he would scare the other party.

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, how could they have imagined that such a group of women had such perseverance and that they were no less than any man on the battlefield, and their unwavering eyes were so charming.

When the disciple of Lingyao Palace saw the other party say this, he also saw the Lord of Lingyao Palace nodding slightly to them, and then he relaxed. This relaxation made these girls who had not had too many contacts with outsiders feel helpless. The disciple blushed slightly, nodded slightly to the disciple of the Nine Palace, obediently stretched out his injured arm, and looked at the other party with his big watery eyes.

This glance made the disciple of the Nine Palaces feel excited.

The girl who was still heroic just now had such a moving expression. A ignorant feeling quietly took root in the hearts of the disciples of the Nine Palaces. For some reason, he blushed and lowered his head and gently applied medicine to the other party.

Such scenes are common in the square. The disciples of Lingyao Palace are all watery women, each of whom has outstanding skills, removed their defenses, and left the battlefield. Under their sharp hiding, gentleness and grace, almost every disciple of Lingyao Palace is surrounded by several Nine Palace disciples.

Other disciples from Yunjian Academy who followed were surrounded by some people, and those who withdrew from the Nine Palaces to join the battle were even more cared for by their former classmates.

The tense atmosphere disappeared. In the midst of peace and comfort, the people in the upper three realms who were deeply poisoned quietly died. When they died, their faces were dark and their lips were dark and their poisonous, which showed how powerful the poison was.

Bach held on to Jun Wuxie for a full thirty minutes, and these thirty minutes were as long as thirty years for Bach. Every minute and every second within thirty minutes were extremely painful for him. Until the moment of death came, what Bach felt was not fear, but a kind of relief. Unfortunately, Jun Wuxie did not make him free, but poured turmeric oil on Bach and sent Bach into the final pain with a fire.

This was all prepared by Bach for Su Ya. Jun Wuxie used his way to repay him and settled the blood debt. The content of the chapter ended->Remember after reading: It is convenient to read next time, or.
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