Tu Ling sniffed, lowered her head, and murmured softly, "If this is really the case, then I have no choice but to..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she let go of Feng Hengzhi's arm and rushed to the side.
Qi Ran reacted quickly and hurriedly took two steps forward to grab Tu Ling in time, "Feng Hengzhi, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you stop Sister Ling?"
He said in a tone of regret: "Look at the wonderful wife you married!"
Feng Hengzhi only felt a splitting headache.
He subconsciously looked at the familiar figure in front of him.
But the two voices in my mind kept clamoring.
The wound still hurts.
The twitching in my heart gradually disappeared, as if it had become numb.
Feng Hengzhi's eyes were cloudy, and the hand covering the wound slowly fell.
He suddenly stood up, forgetting all the pain, and stood silently in front of Tu Ling.
Tu Ling turned sideways and glanced at Feng Heng casually.
Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but feel relieved.
That's the right thing to do.
Seeing this, Meng Youning supported himself and tried to stand up.
However, as soon as she stood up, her ankle suddenly hurt.
She fell back to where she was.
She leaned sideways to look at her ankle, which was caused by Qi Ran stepping on it hard just now.
Sang Luan pointed the tip of his sword at Tu Ling and the others, and slowly came in front of Meng Youning.
She half-knelt down, keeping an eye on the people in front of her. "Ningning, is your ankle okay?"
Meng Youning frowned slightly, "Qi Ran used some strength just now, and my ankle is too painful now. I can't stand up yet."
Sang Luan kept an eye on the person in front of her while gripping the hilt of the sword tightly.
Then he put the sword under his arm.
She clasped her hands together and rubbed them vigorously.
Then, he placed his burning palm on Meng Youning's ankle.
She kneaded it gently, "It may be a little painful, just bear with it for a while, it will be fine soon."
Meng Youning leaned back slightly, holding her injured foot with both hands, and said softly, "Okay."
I don’t know how Sang Luan moved, but with just a flip of her wrist, the pain in Meng Youning’s ankle was relieved a lot.
Sang Luan silently withdrew her hand, looked up at Meng Youning, and said softly, "Try to stand up and see."
Meng Youning supported Sang Luan's hand, exerted a little force, and stood up directly.
Tu Ling: "Xiao Canghei, I'm so scared, can you help Hengzhi?"
The dark lips couldn't help but twitch
Do I have to call him that?
"I'm so scared, please help me, please help me." Tu Ling kept repeating.
Cang Hei's face gradually calmed down, "Okay."
Sang Luan silently exchanged a glance with Meng Youning beside her.
She suddenly remembered that in the original book, there was a rather incredible setting about Tu Ling.
Whenever Tu Ling clearly expressed her fear, nervousness, and all the negative emotions she had, her words would move the people around her and make them want to help her.
When facing men, the effect of this setting is doubled.
If Cang Hei also attacked them, they would be completely passive.
Sang Luan's heart tightened and she shouted Cang Hei's name several times.
Cang Hei suddenly came to his senses.
Sang Luan waved towards Cang Hei and said, "Stay away and don't get close to Tu Ling."
Cang Hei looked confused, but still followed Sang Luan's instructions and silently took a few steps back.
He also deliberately stayed away from Tu Ling.
Tu Ling lowered her eyebrows, tugged at Qi Ran's sleeve with some fear, and then silently leaned towards Feng Hengzhi.
"Hengzhi, she treated you like this, don't you feel any hatred in your heart?"
She shook her head slightly, "No, I can't watch you suffer so much for me."
Tu Ling slowly raised her eyes and her gaze suddenly shot towards Sang Luan opposite her.
She slowly let go of Qi Ran and walked towards Sang Luan and Meng Youning. "I'm the one who made you unhappy. You can come at me, but don't embarrass the people I care about."
Meng Youning said in a very low voice: "Luan'er, my stomach hurts so much, let's leave here quickly, I don't want to continue to entangle with you."
Sang Luan protected Meng Youning behind her and said, "Okay, let's go now."
She looked vigilantly at Tu Ling who was approaching her step by step, and slowly retreated with Meng Youning.
"Stop! You hurt someone, and you think you can get away with it so easily?"
Tu Ling suddenly spoke, with a hint of anger in her voice.
She turned slightly sideways, "Hengzhi."
The next moment, Feng Hengzhi walked quickly forward regardless of anything and headed towards Sang Luan.
Sang Luan's eyelids twitched wildly, and she pressed the tip of her sword against Feng Hengzhi. "If you take another step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Feng Hengzhi snorted coldly, "Childish."
Sang Luan watched helplessly as Feng Hengzhi pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers, and with just a little force, the tip of the sword cracked.
Sang Luan couldn't help but widen her eyes.
Is this really reasonable?
The tip of the sword was broken, so the sword in his hand was naturally useless.
Sang Luan reacted immediately and threw the sword in her hand away quickly.
She hugged Meng Youning's arm tightly, "Ningning, don't be afraid."
Meng Youning lowered her eyes to look at herself, then turned sideways to look at Sang Luan, who was trembling all over. She couldn't help but say, "I'm not afraid, but calm down first."
Sang Luan cried out, her voice trembling, "Me? I'm not afraid."
She swallowed silently and said, "I'm just a little dizzy about blood."
It was not until this moment that Meng Youning noticed that blood was constantly flowing out of the wound on Feng Hengzhi's body.
The face that was originally rosy now looked a little pale.
She pointed at Feng Heng and said, "Why don't you go see a doctor first? Your wound seems to be bleeding."
Feng Hengzhi was about to speak, but the next moment, he fell straight down.
Dust was splashed all over the ground.
Tu Ling's face was in a panic, and she looked anxious, "Hengzhi, Hengzhi, what's wrong with you?"
She put her arm around Feng Hengzhi, and felt a wet and smooth touch on her hand.
Tu Ling was stunned for a moment, and her eyes unconsciously fell on Feng Hengzhi's left shoulder.
"Why is it so serious? Hengzhi, you need to stop the bleeding as soon as possible, otherwise you will easily bleed to death."
For the first time, panic appeared on Tu Ling's face.
She reached out and touched Feng Hengzhi's wound, only to feel blood.
The scarlet liquid flowed freely in her hands.
The originally white palm was instantly stained with a strange color.
Tu Ling's mouth trembled slightly, and her face was full of pity. "Let me stop the bleeding for you first. It doesn't matter if I suffer a little injustice, but I can't let you get into trouble because of me."
Feng Hengzhi raised his right hand slightly, subconsciously reached out to Sang Luan, and opened his lips slightly.
That glance seemed to be mixed with a myriad of emotions.
The next moment, Feng Hengzhi's hands slowly dropped to his sides, his eyes closed, and he fainted magnificently.
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