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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 257: Emotion

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    Chapter 257 Emotional

    "Shijian!" Wang Yuyan's heart was about to burst, and she was about to die in front of her when she saw Shijian.

    A helpless despair surged into her heart, and thousands of thoughts surged into her heart. She suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted: "Xiao Guanlan!"

    "I'm here!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly flashed and appeared in front of her. Without saying a word, he leaned over and picked up Shi Jian.

    He blew a breath towards the round table, and like a strong wind, everything on the table was blown away, making it clean. He laid the poetry sword flat and moved gently.

    "Shijian sheshe" Wang Yuyan was speechless and choked, unable to speak, her heart was filled with grief. She watched her eyes dim and she was obviously dead.

    Xiao Yuesheng remained silent and pointed her fingers quickly. The sky full of finger shadows shrouded her in front of her, and the blood in her chest gradually stopped.

    "Hi!" There was a slight whistle and a flash of sword light.

    The tip of the sword has reached behind Xiao Yuesheng, and ecstasy flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would succeed in what his companion had not completed!

    "Ah!" Wang Yuyan screamed and kicked his side with her right foot, turning into a phantom at an extremely fast speed.

    She can no longer move her hands, only her feet can still be used. She wants to stop this thin man. Xiao Guanlan is currently focusing on saving people, but he is afraid that he will not be able to avoid this sword.

    The thin man rushed forward, avoiding his feet just in time. He united his body and sword and rushed towards Xiao Yuesheng. His whole life's skill was concentrated on this sword.

    The fingerprints in front of Shijian's body disappeared. Xiao Yuesheng pressed her chest with one hand, motionless, and moved behind with the other hand.

    The man rushed out, his speed suddenly increased. He moved forward, but the long sword missed the target, and his chest hit Xiao Yuesheng's palm.

    He was still staring at Shi Jian, with his left palm facing back, he pressed it on the skinny man's belly. He turned his wrist and shook the skinny man. The skinny man flew up and landed heavily two feet away with a loud bang.

    He retracted his left palm and pressed it on Shijian's lower abdomen. His face was solemn and motionless, his eyes were clear and his body seemed to be glowing.

    From the moment the thin man stabbed him until he flew out, Xiao Yuesheng never turned his head or glanced at him, but just stared at Shi Jian.

    Shi Jian¡¯s sword hit his heart. If he had been a step too late, he would not have been able to save him. He secretly thought he was lucky.

    Seeing him flying out, Wang Yuyan let out a long breath, hurriedly came to Shijian, and asked hurriedly: "Does Shijian need it?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng turned to look at her, shook his head, and showed a comforting smile: "It doesn't matter, you can be saved!  Come here, I will help you stop the bleeding!"

    "It doesn't matter, I'll help Shi Jian first!" Wang Yuyan said hurriedly, staring at Shi Jian's face with bright eyes.

    Shi Jian¡¯s face was pale, his eyes were slightly closed, and his brows were furrowed. He seemed to be in pain even though he was in a coma, which was pitiful and made Wang Yuyan feel sad.

    She thought of Shi Jian standing in front of her, working hard without caring about her own safety, her tears couldn't help but flow down, and she couldn't hold it back any longer.

    "Chichichichichi" Xiao Yuesheng raised a hand, counted in the air, and his fingers came whizzing with great force, falling on her one by one.

    She was completely immersed in grief and didn't pay attention. She looked up and saw him pointing his fingers in the air, all of them hitting her, but she didn't feel any pain.

    Not only did it not hurt, but it felt extremely comfortable. Every finger point seemed to have a warm current coming in. My body felt warm and comfortable, and the bleeding in my shoulders had stopped.

    She tried to move her shoulders slightly, but she still felt pain, but it was not the heartbreaking pain before, but a soreness, as if the bones were gently melting.

    After counting his fingers, Xiao Yuesheng put it back on Shijian again, with a solemn expression on his face, and his eyes were clear and sparkling, as if there were spring water sparkling in his eyes.

    Seeing how serious he was, Wang Yuyan suddenly became nervous, held her breath and stared at Shijian closely to see the change in her face.

    Shi Jian¡¯s face was pale and he had lost too much blood, but his frown gradually loosened and his body relaxed, and it seemed that he was no longer in so much pain.

    "It doesn't matter if the sword of poetry really doesn't matter, does it?" she asked softly.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and remained silent. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly, covering up the sparkling clear light, and his body remained motionless.

    Wang Yuyan didn't care about being angry with him, she just stared at Shijian.

    Slowly, white air slowly emitted from the back of Shi Jian's head, like the white air emitted by boiling water, or like the mist in the morning.

    With the appearance of white energy, her expression slowly changed, and Wang Yuyan was very happy.

    The white air became thicker and richer, and her face became more and more rosy, slowly gaining luster, as if her whole body was re-infused with life.

    The white steam was steaming like steamed buns, covering her face as if in a thick fog, making it difficult to see clearly and looming.

    ??Even at such a close distance, her face could not be seen clearly. Wang Yuyan felt strange and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's face looked as usual, but there was a look of vicissitudes and haggard between his brows. At this moment, he seemed to have aged several years.

    She felt sad in her heart. Shi Jian was obviously dead, but he was forced to bring him back. He must have paid a high price!

    A feeling of gratitude suddenly emerged out of thin air. In the past, when Xiao Guanlan saved her, she couldn't feel any gratitude. This time, seeing Xiao Guanlan save Shi Jian, her gratitude surged in her chest, boiling, and she wished she could kill him with one hand.  He held her in his arms.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know whether it was gratitude or emotion, but this moment captured her.

    She stared at Xiao Yuesheng closely. At this moment, she felt that this ordinary face was shining, with brilliance flowing under the skin, and a majestic appearance, which had an unspeakable charm.

    The white mist suddenly converged, as if a treasure bottle had been sucked in. In the blink of an eye, the white mist disappeared, revealing her rosy face.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly let go of his palms, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, formed a seal with his hands, changed it several times, and finally stopped in front of his dantian, motionless.

    Wang Yuyan stared at him closely, seeing his haggard expression and the vicissitudes of life between his brows, she felt pity in her heart and wished she could reach out her hand to wipe it away.

    But she suppressed it and turned to look at Shi Jian.

    Shi Jian's body trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes gradually became clear from confusion. He turned his head and looked around, and he sat up with a strong effort on his arms.

    "Shi Jian?" Wang Yuyan was overjoyed with surprise, but lowered her voice.

    Shi Jian opened his eyes wide and looked in confusion: "Miss?"

    Wang Yuyan still couldn't move her arms and asked softly: "Shijian, are you okay?"

    Shi Jian sat up, touched his chest, and frowned: "It still hurts a little, but I feel full of energy, but it's weird!"

    "It was Xiao Guanlan who saved you!" Wang Yuyan turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng sat cross-legged, with his hands in seals, motionless, as if he had turned into a Buddha statue, with a faint glow on his face and a solemn appearance.

    "No wonder!" Shi Jian nodded suddenly, with lingering fear. He turned around and saw the thin man lying outside the pavilion: "Who is he? His kung fu is so powerful!"

    She just learned the swordsmanship from the thin man. He was as fast as a ghost and couldn't even catch a single move. It was extremely terrifying!

    Earlier standing on the small pavilion, watching the eight women shot, and easily captured the two of them.

    Wang Yuyan frowned and pondered for a moment, thought for a moment, and said: "Maybe they are the accomplices of the group just now. Let's send a signal to ruin their good deeds."

    "Yes, that's right!" Shi Jian nodded heavily.

    She slowly got off the table and covered her wound: "I was stabbed in the heart by him. Just now I thought I was going to see my parents!"

    "Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Yuyan's expression changed slightly and her eyebrows furrowed.

    Shi Jian chuckled lightly and said no more.

    After experiencing this life and death, the master and servant felt closer, and turned to stare at Xiao Yuesheng together.

    During the time of a stick of incense, Xiao Yuesheng slowly opened his eyes, the clear light flickered, and slowly disappeared, his body floated, and his legs lowered.

    "Mr. Xiao, thank you for saving my life!" Shi Jian stepped forward and knelt down to salute.

    Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand, supported her, and said with a smile: "Don't move!  Be careful of the wound bursting, be extremely careful!"

    "Yes." Shi Jian said respectfully.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently and patted her shoulder: "Shi Jian, I always treat you as Xue Qing and the others, so there is no need to be polite to me!"

    "Yes, sir!" Shi Jian nodded heavily. She was grateful, but she didn't know what to say. She only felt cordial and admiration surged in her chest.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled again and said, "I thought I came too late and you were injured."

    "That guy is too cruel!" Shi Jian pointed at the man outside the pavilion.

    "He is already dead." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I saw you were injured, so I couldn't hold it back and struck a little harder."

    "He deserves to die!" Shi Jian said hurriedly.
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