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Chapter 1285

Words:1110Update:22/06/26 09:08:55

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"Then you …" Qiao Jin's brows were tightly knitted together.

The wounds on Long Yun Zhan's body were no less than his.

In fact, her injuries were even more serious than his.

Otherwise, the Imperial Palace's disciple wouldn't have forcefully dragged them away from the battlefield and indicated that they were only responsible for moving the brothers out of the old mansion.

"I'm fine." Long Yunzhan shook his head. "I know what I'm doing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and headed towards the battlefield with his blue sword in hand.

Qiao Jin stared at Long Yun Zhan, who was doing his best to kill in the dark forces.

His fists gradually tightened.

He pursed his lips and glanced in the direction of Yan Xiao Yi's courtyard.

The expression on his face didn't change, as if he was hesitating about something.

After a long while, Qiao Jin finally took a deep breath, gripped the coin darts tightly, and walked towards the direction of the battlefield.

"Kid, you'd better be a good boy and move the injured children. Leave this place to me and the old doctor."

Holy Pirate came from behind and pressed down on Qiao Jin's shoulder.

Qiao Jin was stunned. He turned his head to look at the two people behind him. "God Thief, Ghost Doctor, you guys …"

Didn't they leave?

"Alright, stop talking nonsense!" The Ghost Doctor frowned impatiently.

He turned around and entered the battlefield.

Holy Pirate patted Qiao Jin's shoulder and chased after Ghost Doctor.

With the addition of Holy Thief and the Ghost Doctor, the situation of the battle instantly became balanced.

Seeing that they had gained the upper hand in the battle, Ye Qing Qian was flustered and exasperated as she commanded the black robed men who were still alive to attack. Qiao Jin didn't continue to be entangled as he headed towards Yan Xiao Yi's courtyard.

This old mansion was bought by Yan Xiao Yi.

Excluding the devil class students and Zhao Bo and the rest.

He, Ye Qing Luo, Long Yun Zhan and the others all had their own independent courtyards.

Yan Xiao Yi's courtyard was in the corner of the backyard.

Qiao Jin quickly walked towards Yan Xiao Yi's courtyard and the expression on his face instantly changed.

Originally, he was feeling complicated and apprehensive. He was still thinking about how to face the awkwardness and ambiguity between the two of them not long ago when he saw Yan Xiao Yi.

At this moment, a strong feeling of unease and fear emerged.

"Xiao Yi!"

Qiao Jin's voice was hoarse and trembling.

He ignored the pain from the wounds on his body and quickly ran towards Yan Xiao Yi's bedroom.

The door to Yan Xiao Yi's bedroom was wide open and there was a pool of blood on the floor.

It was obvious that there was a lot of noise coming from inside.

The people from the Dark Forces …

They even sent people to search the independent courtyard!

Xiao Yi!

His Xiao Yi!

Qiao Jin's eyes were bloodshot. His fingers were tightly gripping the leopard, cutting his skin, but he didn't care.

And, the scene after rushing into the bedroom.

This caused the blood on Qiao Jin's face to instantly disappear.

His mind went blank, as if something had exploded in his mind.

There were five black-robed men standing in the bedroom.

There were two people lying on the ground.

Blood flowed from the two men's bodies.

Xiang Xiao Yi's bandages had long since fallen apart.

She stood in the corner, holding a scythe that shone with blue light and looked like a crescent moon.

Such a petite person was drenched in blood.

Her hair, which looked like seaweed, was stuck to her face by her cold sweat.

She gasped for air and leaned against the wall. Her body swayed and she could not stand steadily.

But she still stubbornly refused to fall down.

"Xiao Yi ….." Qiao Jin's voice was trembling as he called out Yan Xiao Yi's name.

That pair of bloodshot eyes was once again enveloped by the blood colour on Yan Xiao Yi.

The bewitching red colour started to spread bit by bit.

His heart was in extreme pain.

Murderous intent shot out.

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