Raven

Wei Yanchuan withdrew the injured hand, looked down, as if he finally felt the pain, he opened his fingers slightly, with his arm horizontally in front of him, and pressed the position above the elbow with the other hand, making a no-no No effect, but basically everyone will do the action of pressing and relieving pain.

He only replied one word to Chu Yu's outburst: "En."

Fat Chirp turned back into a small ball and squatted on his shoulder, the whole bird was able to cover the mark it had just scratched on Wei Yanchuan's shoulder clothes.

The small palm-sized magic circles that were used as weapons disappeared, and the large ones on the ground and in the air were still there. The warlock who lost a leg held back his screams and couldn't help moaning. Belatedly, it overflowed from the cut of his thigh.

The teleportation array was on beside Chu Yu. He stuffed the burn spray into Wei Yanchuan's hand, crouched next to the warlock with a sullen face and holding the hemostatic tool, and began to treat his wound.

Wei Yanchuan held the spray and didn't move at all, staring straight at the opposite side.

Zhao Qiaosheng always felt that something was wrong, so he called out: "Wei Yanchuan," he was in severe pain, his teeth were chattering, and his voice was trembling uncontrollably, "Come here."

Sure enough, Wei Yanchuan turned around and came closer. He didn't look into Zhao Qiaosheng's eyes, but his gaze fell on the hand holding his leg. When he spoke, his voice was very gentle, completely different from the dull "um" just now. He asked Zhao Qiaosheng: " What's wrong?"

Zhao Qiaosheng raised his hand to signal: "Give it to me, give me the spray."

His head was covered in cold sweat, his face was as white as a ghost, but his lips were subconsciously biting because of the pain, and they were all bright red.

Wei Yanchuan raised his gaze to meet him. The abnormal black color in his eyes hadn't faded away, and even the abnormal sense of danger on his body hadn't faded away. He turned on the spray by himself, and sprayed on the wound with "呵呵呵": "You too Take care of yourself."

Wei Yanchuan went to look at Zhao Qiaosheng's legs again: "What should you do? Can you find your brother?"

Zhao Yuming was really good at Tianshi, Zhao Qiaosheng nodded: "Okay." The movement of nodding made cold sweat drip from his eyebrows, Zhao Qiaosheng closed his eyes.

The battle was over, and the spirit was no longer tense. This relaxation with eyes closed made Zhao Qiaosheng lose consciousness in an instant.He noticed it himself, his heart froze, and he pulled his consciousness back completely by willpower. When he opened his eyes, he was already falling down.

This time, he couldn't hold himself back.

Wei Yanchuan supported him, let him lean on his body, and put his hands on the back of Zhao Qiaosheng's head soothingly.

Zhao Qiaosheng was afraid that he would faint, so he didn't dare to close his eyes. His vision was filled with Wei Yanchuan's black T-shirt, and the tip of his nose was the refreshing smell of shower gel on the other party.

Zhao Qiaosheng was in so much pain that he couldn't move, and he didn't want to.

He heard Wei Yanchuan talking, and he could feel the muscles stretching when Wei Yanchuan turned his head: "Chu Yu, I'll take Zhao Qiaosheng back first, and I'll leave it to you, Gong Zheng will be here soon."

Chu Yu replied "OK": "Be careful on the road, take the passage I opened."

Wei Yanchuan responded, then turned around and said to Zhao Qiaosheng, "Be patient."

Zhao Qiaosheng just wanted to ask Ren why, when he felt Wei Yanchuan touch his leg, he immediately shut up and gritted his teeth, afraid that he would cry out.

Wei Yanchuan swung both hands, hugged Zhao Qiaosheng horizontally, and stuffed him into the back seat of the suspension car.Zhao Qiaosheng was enduring the pain with all his energy, and he didn't realize what the action was.After Wei Yanchuan got into the driver's seat, he slowly recovered from the pain: "Wait, Feng Yue is still locked in the room by me."

"I know." Of course Wei Yanchuan felt the existence of another person, but he didn't think it mattered and ignored her, "She's fine, let Gong Zheng take her back later."

Zhao Qiaosheng put his head on the car window, panted and said, "I don't think it's right, who are those two people coming for?" He is no longer a celestial master, but he still has eyesight, which only shows that the spiritual power only works on him, and it is specifically aimed at Zhao Qiaosheng.

If using Qian Chunming was to take advantage of Wei Yanchuan's unpreparedness to attack him, then after Wei Yanchuan was on guard, if he wanted to eliminate the protection forces around him, he should start with Gong Zheng.Gong is the captain of the eighth group. If there is a commotion somewhere, he must rush to the place of duty, so he won't be able to spare to protect Wei Yanchuan.

Similarly, if something happens to Gong Zheng, Wei Yanchuan will definitely go to the rescue, which can also achieve the purpose of inviting the king into the urn.

But no matter what, Zhao Qiaosheng can be sure that it is definitely not hunters who are dealing with Wei Yanchuan, they don't have the energy.

Zhao Qiaosheng still had another unspeakable conjecture in his heart. Could it be that the enemy knew his relationship with Wei Yanchuan, so they picked him specifically?But Zhao Qiaosheng didn't dare to say what kind of relationship he had with Wei Yanchuan. How could others decide to attack him based on this?

Wei Yanchuan's answer really had nothing to do with ambiguity, he asked Zhao Qiaosheng: "Do you know the clean school?"

Zhao Qiaosheng knew: "They...don't want to kill all the mixed blood, do they?"

Wei Yanchuan: "Did you deduce this, or did you know that the cleansing faction is killing mixed blood?"

"I know." Zhao Qiaosheng said, "There is a clean faction in the hunter's guild, who only picks out tasks that target mixed blood, but he also..." Zhao Qiaosheng took a breath, "...and only attack mixed blood that really has problems."

Zhao Qiao's breathing became heavier and heavier, and Wei Yanchuan told him not to speak: "I'll talk about the details when you recover."

In order not to be seen by the neighbors, Wei Yanchuan turned on the stealth mode, parked the car directly on the roof, and opened the door to hug Zhao Qiaosheng.

"Wait..." Zhao Qiaosheng could see his movements clearly this time, even though his leg hurts like hell, he still panicked, "Turn around, use your back."

Wei Yanchuan: "You will feel more pain." When you do your back, support your legs.

Zhao Qiaosheng: "It won't hurt any more, and let Zhao Yuming see me being hugged is nothing." He pushed Wei Yanchuan over and lay on his back.

Wei Yanchuan didn't argue with him, and picked up the person on his back. He could clearly feel the whole body of the person on his back tense.

Zhao Yuming was beaten by Wei Yanchuan, and seeing his brother was in so much pain that he couldn't speak coherently, he broke out in sweat: "That spiritual power is still in your body." Zhao Yuming hung his hands on Zhao Qiaosheng's legs, palms Spiritual energy filled, "I have to push it out. Boss Wei, find something for him to bite on, it will hurt."

Zhao Qiaosheng: "No... I've had enough pain."

"It's different." Zhao Yuming couldn't describe it accurately. The pain of spiritual power fighting and physical pain are two different concepts. "You have to bite something."

Wei Yanchuan believed in Zhao Yuming's judgment, found a clean towel, rolled it up and brought it to Zhao Qiaosheng's mouth: "Be obedient."

Zhao Qiaosheng had no other choice.

Then when Zhao Yuming started, he immediately understood.The previous pain made him weak and unable to move, but the pain now is not the kind of bone-breaking pain, but an indescribable, terrifying pain.

Zhao Qiaosheng is ignorant of the celestial master's way, and it is very difficult to mobilize his spiritual power, let alone look inside his spiritual veins, and Zhao Yuming is acting in his spiritual veins at this moment.The spiritual pulse is the source of the power of the celestial master. Zhao Qiaosheng is not a celestial master, but he is indeed a celestial master. If someone acts on a basis of unconsciousness, he will naturally be involuntarily afraid.

He struggled to escape.

Zhao Qiaosheng has not received systematic spiritual training - he only learned some superficial boxing skills and then ran away from home - the spiritual veins are very fragile.As soon as he moved, Zhao Yuming was frightened to death, and screamed: "Hold him!"

Wei Yanchuan immediately pushed the person who was struggling to sit up back on the bed.Because of that spiritual power, Zhao Qiaosheng couldn't move below the waist at all. Wei Yanchuan pressed his shoulder, and he was completely imprisoned. In severe pain and fear, he raised his hand to grab Wei Yanchuan's arm , desperately trying to push people away.

He didn't realize how much strength he used, and Wei Yanchuan's bones creaked.

"Don't move." Wei Yanchuan said the first sentence to Zhao Qiaosheng, and he didn't know if the other party heard it. Then he asked Zhao Yuming, "How long will it take?"

"Five points—" Zhao Yuming's voice changed suddenly, "I rely on it, your hand!"

Zhao Qiaosheng's grasping was not in the right place and too hard, his nails were embedded in the wound on Wei Yanchuan's arm.

"Don't stop!" Wei Yanchuan sternly said, "It's already like this anyway, continue!" He saw that Zhao Yuming's hand was already raised, although he guessed that the interruption would not have any negative effects, but in the spirit of long-term The principle that pain is worse than short pain, he does not intend to let Zhao Qiaosheng experience it twice.

Wei Yanchuan got serious, how could a fledgling little celestial master be able to stop that momentum?Zhao Yuming couldn't even turn his head anymore, and continued with tears in his eyes.

Zhao Qiaosheng's eyes were also red, but he was hurt.He was in so much pain that he couldn't hear what the two of them were saying, and when his numb brain finally digested the content of the conversation between the two, the five minutes had come to an end, the severe pain eased, and the hot and humid sensation on his hands became extremely obvious.

Zhao Qiaosheng blinked blankly, physiological tears rolled down the corners of his eyes and fell into his hairline.

He heard Wei Yanchuan smile, but he didn't realize how close the other party was to him: "It didn't turn into a pearl either."

Then Zhao Yuming yelled: "Brother, let go!" Zhao Yuming patted Zhao Qiaosheng's arm, "Let go! Let go!"

Wei Yanchuan straightened up a little bit. Zhao Qiaosheng struggled too hard. Later, he not only relied on the strength of his hands, but also put his own body weight on it.

"Loosen slowly." Wei Yanchuan tried to move his arm, and what he said was exactly the opposite of Zhao Yuming's, "I'm afraid that if you loosen quickly, a layer of flesh will be glued off."

Zhao Qiaosheng finally came back to his senses.The hot and humid feeling on his hands is Wei Yanchuan's blood.He grasped it so tightly that all ten fingers were embedded in Wei Yanchuan's wound, and blood continued to flow out of the torn flesh. Zhao Qiaosheng's palm and arm, together with the bed sheet, were already stained red. .