Although Zhao Min was angry, after she calmed down, she started searching on the ground.
The bet just now is not over yet.
She just wanted to see which side of the Da Yuan Tong Bao coin was facing up.
Not long after, she found the Da Yuan Tong Bao coin.
Zhao Min smiled happily, and as per the agreement, Zhang Wuji left immediately.
It seemed like a fight that shouldn't have been fought.
But Zhao Min also hoped from the bottom of her heart that Zhang Wuji was betting his own life, while she was betting the Yuan Dynasty.
Zhao Min picked up the big Yuan Tong Bao with a smile.
"With it, great things can be decided."
…
There's never been a greater sense of urgency.
Zhang Wuji originally thought that he had mastered two unique skills and should be invincible in the world.
How did it become like this?
"It's completely different from what I imagined"!
He didn't dare to relax at all as he had not yet shaken off the pursuers behind him.
Zhou Zhiruo had also seen the wound on his back.
Shocking and bone-deep.
Damn it! Zhou Zhiruo panicked. What should she do?
Zhou Zhiruo hardened her heart and said: Zhang Wuji, you run by yourself, I will help you hold them back for a while.
If you don't die, then avenge me.
Zhang Wuji smiled lightly and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhou Zhiruo became even more panicked: You, you also have internal injuries!
Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth and said: There is no way you can let me let you go and run away.
Don't worry, we can get away. I don't believe that we will die here.
I just regret not listening to you. If I had known it was so dangerous, I wouldn't have come.
Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth and pulled Zhou Zhiruo for nearly half an hour before he finally shook off the pursuers behind him.
Although the figure behind them was no longer visible, the two of them did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
Zhou Zhiruo also knew that Zhang Wuji had probably reached his limit. He was already injured and had been dragging her along for so long. It was a miracle that he could hold on until now.
Come on, Brother Wuji, look, there's a haystack up ahead. Let's hide there for a while and go out when it's safe...
Zhou Zhiruo dug a hole in the haystack and quickly supported the almost fainting Zhang Wuji to hide inside.
Zhang Wuji and Duan Zihao exchanged punches, and just as Duan Zihao said, his internal injuries were no less serious than Duan Zihao's.
In addition to being hit by the sword, the wound on his back was bleeding all the time.
If he had not mastered the Nine Yang Manual, he would not be alive today.
In the haystack, the two of them clung to each other tightly.
Soon after, there was a rapid sound of pursuit.
Hurry up and chase them! That couple is the one our young master wants. If we can’t catch them, none of us will have a good life...
The group continued to chase forward, but two of them looked at the haystack.
One of them stabbed into the haystack with the knife in his hand.
Zhou Zhuruo, who was in the haystack, was so nervous that he almost dared not breathe.
She quickly pressed Zhang Wuji's head into her chest.
"Brother Wuji, you can't die. If you die, I can't live either. Now that things have come to this, I can only try my best to take a few more stab wounds for you."
Zhao Min's deadpool spun around and stabbed the haystack seven or eight times in a row. Just when he was about to stab again.
Another Deadpool said: Come on, you've stabbed people so many times, and some people have been turned into hedgehogs by you.
That Zhang Wuji was able to fight our young master and Master Duan on equal terms. How could such a capable person hide in such a filthy place?
Hurry, they must be ahead...
…
Just one more stab from that knife-wielding Deadpool would have killed Zhou Zhiruo. Or maybe it was God's blessing that so many of the knives passed by them.
After seeing the two Deadpools leave, Zhou Zhiruo didn't dare to leave immediately.
Wait a little longer.
In a trance, Zhou Zhiruo felt an extremely hot sensation in her chest.
This temperature is not right.
It was clearly a face that was desperately rubbing against his chest.
Zhou Zhiruo's face, which had been pale from fear just now, turned red with shame in an instant.
She pinched Zhang Wuji hard.
You bastard, it's already this time and you're still taking advantage of me.
Zhang Wuji said weakly: I was about to faint, but suddenly, I smelled your fragrance.
It was very refreshing, so I took a few more puffs.
You... Zhou Zhiruo was extremely shy.
…
After hiding for a moment, the two of them left.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji had lost consciousness.
Zhou Zhiruo could only carry him on her back.
Everything that happened today was beyond her expectations.
It’s really unfair that Brother Wuji lost today.
"He possessed two unique skills, but ended up like this. I can only blame myself. If I hadn't held him back, I'm afraid no one in this world could have hurt him like this."
Not long after, Zhou Zhiruo saw a dilapidated Guandi Temple.
No time to think about it.
She could only carry Zhang Wuji in.
After putting him down, Zhou Zhiruo pulled the clothes off his back.
The sword wound was nearly two feet long, running from the shoulder to the waist, so deep that the bone was visible.
If the wound is not treated, it will become infected even if it does not bleed to death.
Zhou Zhiruo took off her hairpin, broke off the decoration on the back of the hairpin, and then pulled out a strand of hair.
She carefully sewed it for half an hour.
After doing all this, Zhou Zhiruo muttered something in a low voice.
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