“Cough cough cough!”

Song Jinqiao covered her chest, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth every time she coughed.

"Qiao Qiao!" When the other males arrived, they saw Song Jinqiao lying weakly on the ground.

The baby they usually hold in their hands is now lying on the ground covered with scars, half-dead. You can imagine how heartbroken they are.

“Xiangxiang!”

Yun Fu quickly picked up Song Jinqiao and healed her wounds, while the other males were determined to kill Jue Yuan and surrounded him with all their might.

Seeing Yun Fu's tense face, completely different from his usual self, Song Jinqiao couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his cheek, and smiled and said, "Be good, I'm fine now."

Yun Fu asked worriedly, "How does Xiangxiang feel now? Is there any pain?"

Song Jinqiao sat up straight from his arms, shook his arms, and said with a smile: "I'm fine now, don't worry."

Even so, Yun Fu was still a little worried. He checked again and finally found that there was a scar on Song Jinqiao's palm that emitted black mist. No matter how much he used his healing ability, the scar could not be healed.

He frowned, obviously unhappy about the existence of this scar.

Song Jinqiao poked his cheek and said with a smile, "Okay, don't be so tense, smile. This scar might have been caused by an accidental injury when you were resisting Jue Yuan's power just now. I'll go back and let Bo Mu take a look."

As she was speaking, there was a sudden explosion over there. She and Yun Fu looked over and saw that Jue Yuan had been beaten badly by his companions and fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.

Seeing Song Jinqiao approaching, Ji Han, who was closest to her, grabbed her wrist and looked her up and down, then asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Song Jinqiao patted his wrist and said with a smile, "It's completely fine now, you don't have to worry too much."

How can one not worry about such things?

After she finished talking to Jihan, she turned her gaze to Jueyuan who was lying on the ground, her brows slightly furrowed. "Is he dead?"

The system came over, took a look, shook its head and said, "Not dead yet, but almost dead."

Jueyuan could still gain the upper hand against Song Jinqiao alone, but he couldn't do it when he was besieged by so many orcs. In addition, Song Jinqiao had already seriously injured him before, so it was expected that he would become like this. However, what was unexpected was that he could still hold on until now. It seems that his strength is really strong.

Song Jinqiao raised her hand and sent out a force in that direction. Immediately afterwards, a cold ice sword appeared in her hand. "Let's kill him quickly, otherwise I'll feel uneasy."

As he spoke, the ice sword pierced his chest fiercely, and a cold breath instantly swept through his body.

After confirming that he was truly dead, the system breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He was so hard to kill, but he's finally dead. Now we can have a good life."

Without Jueyuan, the pagans were insignificant and had nothing to fear.

"Yeah?"

Song Jinqiao frowned slightly and covered his chest with his right hand. He felt very uneasy and felt as if something big was going to happen.

Xuan Ji looked thoughtfully at Jue Yuan, who was lying on the ground with wounds all over his body and had already died, and frowned slightly.

Song Jinqiao also saw his expression, walked to his side, pursed his lips, and asked worriedly: "Did you feel something too?"

Xuanji stared at her with his scarlet eyes and nodded.