Chapter 896 Tragic
When the heart python left Mo Lian, almost all of the latter's memories had been stolen, leaving only a pair of eyes that seemed to have been drained... As Bai Ye's palm moved away from the back of his head, he lost Consciously, he fell headlong into the snow.
Only then did Chen Ling in the distance relax slightly.
This was the first time that Chen Ling intuitively felt the terror of the seventh-level Thief Saint... In the past, Bai Ye was a teammate, and he didn't feel much pressure. It wasn't until Mo Lian stole the [Heart Python] that he realized that Bai Ye How strong is it?
Chen Ling didn't want to experience this kind of experience of having his memory stolen silently again. He was extremely lucky now that Bai was a friend rather than an enemy.
"You'd better take off that hat." Bai Ye reminded, "After all, there is a demigod mark left. No one knows whether the King of Silver will use that mark to take action against you."
Chen Ling immediately took off the top hat and threw it far into the snow. The latter rolled twice on the ground and fell into silence.
"How are you?"
Bai Ye looked at Chen Ling, who was bleeding from all her orifices and looking pale, and couldn't help but ask.
"...I'm okay." Chen Ling pointed to the other three people in the distance with a strange expression, "But they seem to be dying..."
Jian Changsheng still had a sword stuck in his body, and was nailed to a tree covered in blood; Sun Bumian had a liver taken out, and his face was no different from that of a dead person; Jiang Xiaohua was almost split open, and she was planted in the snow. The body was motionless.
One Mo Company almost wiped out all of them, and the scene in front of them could definitely be considered "tragic".
"I'm going to see Sun Bumian."
Bai Ye immediately picked up the liver from the snow and ran towards Sun Bumian who was lying on the ground.
When Chen Ling saw this, she ran directly in the direction of Jian Changsheng.
Jian Changsheng was nailed to the tree, and his blood had pooled under his body. When he saw Chen Ling running towards here, his eyes lit up, and he was about to say something... The next moment, he saw Chen Ling's steps change. , went directly to Jiang Xiaohua.
Jian Changsheng:? ? ?
"Chen Ling!! Where are you going??!"
"You are the most difficult to kill in the whole game. You can't die anyway. Let's find a way to save ourselves first."
"..."
Jian Changsheng watched eagerly as Chen Ling ran to save Jiang Xiaohua. He immediately cursed. After taking a deep breath, he grasped the hilt of the sword on his shoulder with both hands and gradually used more force...
Bai Ye held the liver in one hand and looked solemnly at Sun Bumian, who was holding his stomach and looking painful.
"Senior Bai Ye..." Sun Bumian saw the solemn look in his eyes, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart, "You can put it back for me... right?"
Bai Ye smiled awkwardly, "I'm very good at stealing things, but sending things back intact... is difficult."
"..."
Sun BuMian's face was ashen.
"It doesn't matter. If you try a few more times, it will definitely work."
Bai Ye muttered, a ray of light flashed, and the liver in his hand disappeared...
At the same time, a muffled groan came from Sun Bulimian's throat, and his eyes were rolling up uncontrollably, leaving only the whites of his eyes trembling.
"No...the angle is wrong." Seeing this, Bai Ye immediately stole the liver back into his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Change the angle and do it again..."
Sun Bumian:......
"The blood vessels are misaligned...do it again."
"It's still not right, please bear with me and I'll try again..."
"It was almost the last time. This time is really the last time!"
"Hey... let me see if I can do better..."
Chen Ling stopped in front of Jiang Xiaohua.
Chen Ling's choice was correct. An injury of that level could not be fatal to Jian Changsheng, but now Jiang Xiaohua is indeed on the verge of death... Although he has no breath, Chen Ling can feel his vitality. It is gradually getting weaker with the flow of blood.
If this situation continues, Jiang Xiaohua will definitely die of excessive blood loss within a short time.
"What should I do..."
Chen Ling frowned. He was about to stop Jiang Xiaohua's bleeding when a faint sound came from underneath him.
"Do not touch me……"
"What?"
"If you touch me, you will be cursed..." Jiang Xiaohua buried her head in the snow and said muffledly, "Use fire... burn my wound into a scab, and when time goes by, it will heal on its own... …”
"Burn it with fire?" Chen Ling looked at the hideous wound that penetrated Jiang Xiaohua's body and frowned more and more, "You will die from the pain."
"It's okay...I'm used to it."
Chen Ling's heart trembled slightly. He saw Jiang Xiaohua's blood pouring out uncontrollably. He knew that he could no longer hesitate. He picked up a few oil lamps from the ruins of the shop nearby and poured them on Jiang Xiaohua's wounds. Then light a wisp of flame and hold it close to the wound...
cluster--!
The next moment, raging fire devoured Jiang Xiaohua's body.
The surrounding snow melted under the burning flames. Jiang Xiaohua buried her head in the snow and remained silent. Even Chen Ling, who was closest to him, did not hear the slightest groan or howl... As the fire burned her body In pain, he was as quiet as a corpse.
Chen Ling watched this scene nervously. In his perception, Jiang Xiaohua's vitality continued to weaken in the flames. He didn't know whether he was going to be burned to death or die of pain. In the end, it was as weak as a candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time... …
Chen Ling's heart was in her throat.
He, Jian Changsheng, Sun Bumian, and Bai all survived because of him. If he was burned to death because of himself now, the ending would be too ridiculous...
Jiang Xiaohua had experienced everything in their memories, and probably knew that they were from the Dusk Society, but Chen Ling had no intention of killing them now. The only thing he wanted now was that after everything was calm, he would kidnap or brainwash Jiang Xiaohua and lure her into the Dusk Society.
After all, they owed Jiang Xiaohua a huge favor this time.
"Jiang Xiaohua, Jiang Xiaohua?" Chen Ling kept calling Jiang Xiaohua's name, trying to get a response.
Jiang Xiaohua didn't respond to him... But in the wind and snow, several magnificent and huge auras, like unstoppable mountains, fell on several people!
Dong——!!!
The familiar imperial pressure came again, and Chen Ling's mind was shocked, and he looked up suddenly.
At some point, several huge figures with imperial power and might were outlined from nothingness... Unlike the emperors he met in "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss", the pressure of the emperor's way of each of these figures in front of him was dozens of times that of those emperors!
In this ancient treasure house, their aura was scorching and overbearing, like the blazing sun hanging in the sky, like gods descending to the world!
"Oh no..."
Chen Ling looked down at Jiang Xiaohua in the flames, her heart sinking to the bottom.