Zhao Miaomiao's palms were filled with frost, his eyes were murderous, and he said extremely coldly, "Get out."
The black air was frightened, and suddenly bypassed her and flew towards Yunluo next to her.
"Ah! What is it!" Yunluo was slashed with a sword.
The black air easily avoided her attack, shrank back, and hit Yunluo's chest forcefully.
"Ah!" Yunluo felt a sharp pain in her body, and the severe pain in her heart quickly spread to her limbs.
Her body fell backwards, hit the ground with a "bang", and passed out completely.
Just as Zhao Miaomiao was about to approach Yunluo, a figure appeared in the cave out of thin air.
Fan Wuya first saw her standing in the cave intact, and said anxiously, "Qingyan! Where's Yunluo?"
When he was practicing in the courtyard, he suddenly felt palpitations, and a bad premonition hit his heart.
So he hurried over.
"Behind you." Zhao Miaomiao pointed to his back.
Fan Wuya turned around and looked, and saw Yunluo lying on the ground, her face was pale, her hair was messy, and there was blood on her body, she was in a terrible embarrassment.
"Luo'er! Qing Yan, what's going on?" Fan Wuya felt a pain in his heart, he stretched out his hand to rest on her lifeline, and asked impatiently.
"It's nothing, but there are two Yutu beasts." Zhao Miaomiao replied lightly.
Fan Wuya felt that the aura in Yunluo's body was somewhat chaotic, but there was no danger of his life, and the uneasiness in his heart finally dissipated a little.
Just, how could Yunluo be seriously injured? Talk about nothing.
Fan Wuya held Yunluo carefully in his arms, stood up, and said angrily, "What's wrong with you? You are a senior sister, why can't you take care of her?
You look at her now, and then you look at yourself. Did you not treat her as your junior sister at all to protect her? "
"Master, what are you talking about. I have high magic skills, so is it my fault that the dodder beast can't get close to me?
Master, you have indulged your junior sister too much. It is normal for her to suffer a lot in actual combat because she is so delicate.
In the battle of life and death, how can I spare my time to take care of her?
I don't even expect her to fight side by side with me anymore, she can't even take care of herself, so is it my fault? " Zhao Miaomiao smiled.
The pair of obsidian-like dark eyes flickered a little, and the jade-colored face was still respectful and gentle as before.
The tone and tone of speech are as gentle and gentle as ever.
However, Fan Wuya felt a chill inexplicably.
He glanced at Zhao Miaomiao with burning eyes, and for the first time, he couldn't understand his senior disciple.
What Feng Qingyan said was not unreasonable, but he just felt a little uncomfortable.
"Since you have high immortal skills, you should take care of her. She is your junior sister after all." Fan Wuya said earnestly.
"Then Master has taken care of it," Zhao Miaomiao smiled softly, "Master is much better than me, and Master has taken good care of me."
Looking at her smile, Fan Wuya suddenly didn't know what to say.
He could only let out a faint breath, and said a little tiredly, "Forget it, let's go back."
Fan Wuya left first.
Zhao Miaomiao followed slowly, and after returning to the fairy gate, he went to the meeting hall to hand in the documents and received the reward in a leisurely manner.
Only then did he slowly return to the courtyard gate.
She went straight back to her room and began to adjust her breath. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com