Chapter 1286
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The five black-robed men didn't even have time to react.
They only felt a chill on their necks before they lost all consciousness.
The power released by a person who was enraged was tens of thousands of times stronger than usual.
Qiao Jin stared furiously at the corpses on the ground.
He wished he could pull out their tendons and pull out their bones!
"Qiao Jin …"
When Yan Xiao Yi saw Qiao Jin's arrival, her tensed nerves relaxed.
The sickle in her hand fell.
She stretched out her hand towards Qiao Jin.
But she didn't have any strength in her body.
Her vision turned black and her body fell down softly.
Yan Xiao Yi thought that she had always been strong.
In this world, the only person she could rely on was herself.
Since she was born, the Yan family had treated her as a thorn in their side.
Her things should belong to Yan Zhen Fei.
From a young age, she knew that no matter what the situation was, she could only survive by being strong.
Just now when she was surrounded by seven people, she didn't retreat.
A few days ago, she was ambushed at the back mountain of the Xi Lan Square. Before she had recovered, she was hit again in the competition, adding injuries on top of injuries.
The side effects of the Spirit Returning Pill …
It made her suffer a hundred times more pain than before.
Under such circumstances, she could still hold on to her will.
What's more, she had experienced pain worse than this before.
What was all of this?
But …
The moment she saw Qiao Jin appear.
A certain place in her heart seemed to have been violently touched.
His worried gaze, trembling and panicked tone made her feel at ease.
In his mind, a strange feeling appeared for some reason.
It was as if someone was saying to her —
"He's here, I'm relieved."
Her body and mind relaxed, causing her to lose all consciousness in the next moment.
"Xiao Yi!" A terrified voice shouted Yan Xiao Yi's name loudly.
Qiao Jin's body flashed and he held Yan Xiao Yi firmly in his arms.
The blood on her body mixed with his.
Her body covered in blood and wounds made Qiao Jin's heart feel like it was being pierced by needles.
If …
If he had listened to Long Yun Zhan and rushed over earlier, Yan Xiao Yi wouldn't have suffered such heavy injuries …
If …
If he had really chosen to join the battle with Long Yun Zhan, then …
Qiao Jin's heart was in even more pain.
He didn't dare to think of that outcome.
He didn't dare to think about the result that he would regret for the rest of his life.
Right now, his Xiao Yi was in his embrace.
That was enough …
The resolute man's eyes reddened again.
…
Xi Lan Square, tunnel.
Ye Qing Luo's face was pale as she leaned into Di Mo Xuan's arms. Her pair of charming eyes stared anxiously at Tang Beiyuan who was sitting by the side, in a state of selflessness as she restored the Glower Flame Fan.
The refining process was extremely complicated.
Ye Qing Luo the alchemist was confused by these complicated procedures.
Four hours had passed since the heart bone was dug out.
The process of repairing the Glowing Flame Fan continued.
For some unknown reason, a sense of panic and uneasiness welled up in his heart.
He had a feeling that something was about to happen.
But she couldn't explain in detail what kind of feeling it was.
"What's the matter?" Di Mo Xuan acutely sensed the uneasiness of the young lady in his arms as he inquired in a low voice.
Ye Qing Luo raised her eyes and fell into his peach blossom eyes which seemed to bear thousands of pampering.
The uneasiness in his heart was diluted by this gentleness.
She smiled and shook her head: "After repairing it for so long, I am a little worried that there might be other problems with the Glowing Flame Fan."
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