When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

The two fought inseparably, and Xi Zhao's sword energy had already hurt Xue Sha's cheek, making a gash, and bright red blood flowed out.

Qi Yan, who didn't want to see the two injured, became even more anxious when he saw this, and regardless of how well they fought, he jumped off the big tree and used his internal strength to insert it.

"Stop fighting, both of you!"

Seeing a person suddenly barging in, Xi Zhao and Xue Sha quickly restrained their internal strength, and desperately stopped the sword that was about to fly out.

"Are you an idiot!" Seeing clearly that it was Qi Yan, Xue Sha shouted angrily, "If I hadn't stopped just now, you would be dead now!"

Qi Yan was taken aback by the yelling, and unconsciously moved towards Xi Zhao's direction: "Then you two are fighting, I'm in a hurry! Look, your face is bleeding..."

"Nonsense! Injury during the sparring is a trivial matter, who allows you to intervene like this?!"

Qi Yan was dejected, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that the fabric on Xi Zhao's arm was also cut, and the blood stained Yuebai's clothes: "Ah, you are bleeding too... Why are you all working so hard! You beat the other party to death. What good?"

"Suzaku! Go back to the Demon Cult!" Xue Sha said, "Don't make trouble here!"

"Can't you just talk about it if you have something to say!" Qi Yan tried to save him: "There is no deep hatred between you, so even if you kill each other, what can you do?"

Xi Zhao's indifferent eyes fell on him, and after a long time, he swung his sword at Qi Yan.

"Step aside."

Qi Yan looked at the sharp sword facing him in disbelief, the silver light reflected from the sword seemed to want to penetrate into his eyes.

"You... want to kill me?" With a trembling voice, Qi Yan took a step back: "I won't get out of the way."

Xi Zhao frowned slightly: "Get out of the way, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Xi Zhao's words have come to this point, which means that no matter how much hatred he has with the Demon Cult, Qi Yan will not be implicated.

A trace of happiness flashed in Xue Sha's eyes, he took two steps forward and pulled Qi Yan behind him.

"Go back to the Demon Cult!" Xue Fiend shouted, "The things here have nothing to do with you, so don't meddle in your own business!"

Qi Yan ignored Xue Sha's words, but looked straight at Xi Zhao, and said, "You really... want to kill me?"

When he swung the sword at him, his heart seemed to be frozen by frost and he couldn't breathe.

Even... it's fake, even if it's a way to make him leave, Qi Yan can't accept it. The person he likes points his sword at him... What a heart-wrenching moment.

Xi Zhao turned his head away as if to escape.

Qi Yan felt cold in his heart, but he knew that Xi Zhao's original intention was not like this.But even so, he couldn't just leave like this and let Xue Sha and Xi Zhao fight to the death.

Xue Sha is his relative and elder brother, Xi Zhao is the man he likes, and he will be the one who suffers the most if anything happens.

Qi Yan didn't know what to do, how could he stop it, and how could he stop it?

At this time, a demon cult member covered in blood came running from a distance, panting heavily, obviously injured.

"Master! Qinglong Guardian was attacked by members of the Wulin League, and now he is seriously injured! He fell into a coma!"

Xue Sha's eyes widened suddenly: "What?!"

"Master Muslim, the Martial Arts League has backup, people from the imperial court! There must be tens of thousands of troops outside the forest waiting to encircle and suppress our Demon Cult!"

Qi Yan was taken aback, and looked at Xi Zhao in disbelief, and found that Xi Zhao was also frowning at this time, with puzzlement in his eyes.

"Xizhao, you despicable villain!" Xue Sha yelled angrily, raised his sword and prepared to fight Xi Zhao.

Xi Zhao took a step back and distanced himself from him: "Don't talk nonsense."

Qi Yan held Xue Sha back at the right time, and said, "Brother, just listen to what he has to say first!"

"Why should I listen to his explanation!" Xue Sha looked at Qi Yan, his eyes were full of anger: "Qinglong's life and death are uncertain at this moment, and you still speak for outsiders?"

Thinking of Qinglong, Qi Yan was also afraid, his eyes were red, and he said: "I am also worried about Qinglong...but..."

"Then there is no 'but'!" Xue Sha waved Qi Yan away.

Qi Yan was pushed staggeringly by the furious Xue Sha, tripped over a thick tree root and fell to the ground, his palm was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out.

Taking a deep breath in pain, Qi Yan stopped Xue Sha again, regardless of the wound on his hand.

Seeing Qi Yan's wound, Xi Zhao's heart trembled. Seeing that he would continue to stop him, he said to Xue Sha, "I don't know what happened, so I'll let it go today, and I'll give you another one after I find out what's going on. Confession."

After finishing speaking, Xi Zhao wanted to turn around and leave.

A flash in Qi Yan's mind: The imperial army...the imperial court?Leng Daiyuan!

"Brother, it's Leng Daiyuan!" Qi Yan yelled, "She was the one who sneaked into the Devil's Cult and told me that you are here to start a war..."

Xi Zhao, who hadn't left completely, twitched his ears, and quickly turned around: "Leng Daiyuan?"

"Yes, that's..."

"What about me?"

A familiar female voice suddenly came from the nearby forest. Xue Sha, Qi Yan and Xi Zhao all looked at each other. Leng Daiyuan, who was dressed in a strong outfit, was holding a long sword in her hand and walked towards the three of them with a bit of heroic spirit. .

Xi Zhao's eyes were filled with displeasure and coldness, "What does Miss Leng mean?"

Leng Daiyuan sneered: "Don't you know what I mean? Xi Zhao, I'm helping you."

I hate this self righteous person the most.Xi Zhao frowned: "I never need your help. If Ms. Leng is not going to withdraw her troops, then she is provoking my status in the Wulin League. We will definitely punish her with all my strength."

Leng Daiyuan's eyes flickered, she suddenly raised her head, and pointed the long sword in her hand at Qi Yan.

"You're just for him, right?! What's so good about this man? He's just a man! Even if you're together, so what? Who would accept it? Why don't you just hide like a mouse for the rest of your life!"

Xi Zhao and Xue Sha stepped forward two steps at the same time, standing in front of Qi Yan.

"You woman is really presumptuous!" A glint of coldness flashed across Xue Sha's eyes: "Are you really deceiving me that there is no one in the Demon Sect?"

"The leader of the Demon Cult, Blood Fiend..." Leng Daiyuan's face showed a trace of contempt: "Although he didn't do many evil things, he really buried the reputation of the previous leader and turned this huge Demon Cult into a business."

Xue Fiend: "You really—"

"Don't be impulsive." Xi Zhao's voice was light, with a trace of vigilance: "Behind her is the imperial court."

A gleam of success suddenly flashed in Leng Daiyuan's eyes, and the arc of her mouth showed her good mood.

"When the two of you are chatting, it's better to think about what's behind you first."

Hearing her words, Qi Yan yelled in his heart that something was wrong, before he had time to say anything, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back, the pain was suffocating!

It feels like the temperature in his whole body is passing away, as if the blood has been sucked dry. At this moment, he only has a torso.

Qi Yan wanted to speak, but he couldn't. He couldn't hear the sound in his ears, and he could only see the scene of Xue Sha and Xi Zhao running towards him in panic.Then, he was held in Xi Zhao's arms, he was shouting something, but Qi Yan couldn't hear him at all...

It really... hurts.

Unable to breathe, Qi Yan still has a lot to say, but can't speak, so anxious...

Tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes, Qi Yan looked at Xi Zhao, stretched out his hand, wanting to touch him, but his face seemed like the moon in the sky, Qi Yan didn't have the strength to reach it...

——What should I do, I still have a lot to say...

Xi Zhao hugged him tightly, held his hand, and said something to him...

He can't feel any of this.

I don't know... what it's like to be in the arms of the person you like.

A tear slipped from Xi Zhao's eyes and fell on his face...

What should that feel like?It's cold...

[The hero's favorability towards Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 100]

[Is the host out of the world? ]

Qi Yan felt that his whole body was numb...

Is this going to die?

"System, am I going to die..."

Qi Yan asked in his heart.

[If the host leaves this world, he will not die. ]

"Then what if I stay?"

I still have a lot to say.

[It's man-made. ]

This sentence is very meaningful.

After a long time, Qi Yan's eyes turned black, and the faces of Xi Zhao and Xue Sha could no longer be seen.

"I want to stay... even if I die."

[Do you want to leave this world immediately? ]

--no.