Jiuxi placed his left hand in front of his eyes, picked up the dagger with his right hand, and stabbed it in the direction of the tendon. There was a hissing sound, and the dagger was stained with blue tendons, and the tendons were covered with blood. Seeing Jiuxi's left hand covered with blood, Yun Fei laughed in ecstasy. At this moment, Jiuxi turned his wrist and threw the dagger in the direction of Yun Fei. Seeing the tip of the blade flying towards him rapidly, Yun Fei subconsciously stepped back, and the rope that was originally holding the child was also cut by the dagger. When Yun Fei reacted, the child was already held tightly in Jiuxi's arms, and even the rope on the child was untied.
Even though she had saved the child, Jiuxi still felt uneasy. She didn't want to experience that feeling of loss again. But the child grabbed her bloody hand, his eyes full of tenderness. Tears even flowed from his beautiful eyes. The tears fell on the back of Jiuxi's hand, feeling cool. Jiuxi touched the child's cheek with her right hand and said, "It doesn't hurt."
Jiuxi casually pulled out a piece of cloth and wrapped her left hand, then protected the child behind her back. In her other hand, she held a sword, with the sharp blade pointing directly at Yun Fei. Her black robe fluttered, and her silky black hair fell to her waist. There was a cold murderous intent in her eyes.
The blood gradually stained the cloth wrapped around the wound. The child sniffed and the smell of blood was too sweet, but the child knew that he had to desperately suppress the urge to suck blood, otherwise... Jiuxi would definitely not want him.
But before Jiuxi could make a move, with a "puff" sound, a sword was inserted directly into Yun Fei's back. The sword extended from Yun Fei's back all the way to Yun Fei's abdomen. It can be said that Yun Fei was stabbed upside down and felt cold in the abdomen.
Yun Fei turned around and looked at the man's face in disbelief. A handsome and charming man...
It's Gong Ci.
Gong Ci drew back the sword expressionlessly, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and leisurely wiped the blood off the sword. At this moment, Yun Fei fell on the eaves, and the blood from the wound flowed out like a spring, bringing with it a piercing chill.
Gong Ci's white boots even stepped on Yun Fei's wound. He walked towards Jiuxi step by step, with the corner of his clothes hanging down. Gong Ci looked at her bloody hand, and a flash of pain in his eyes, because Gong Ci saw the child's eyes full of aggression.
Jiuxi had never thought of this unexpected situation. She had originally planned to deal with Yun Fei first, then heal her own wound. But at this moment, her hand was indeed in great pain, and even beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead. At this time, seeing Gong Ci striding towards her, Jiuxi exhaled heavily, "Gong Ci, why are you here?"
When Gong Ci saw the child, a hint of respect flashed across his cold face, and he spoke sparingly, "It's Mo Yu."
That's right, Jiuxi sat down. Although it had not been long, the cloth was stuck with her flesh and blood. When she tore it off, she couldn't help but groan. Her hand was full of blood. Jiuxi's right hand slowly covered her left hand with rich spiritual power, and the spiritual power was repairing her tendons and veins. She could even feel the joy of rebirth.
But when Gong Ci saw this hand, a fragment quickly flashed through his mind: Hanba was in a cage, and a woman kept calling him, "Ji Chen, Ji Chen."
But the drought demon bit off the woman's fingers without mercy, leaving them in a bloody mess.
It’s him…it’s him, the drought demon.
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