"Shen Yan!"

Yingqian's eyes suddenly widened.

Ignoring the sword that was coming straight at him again, she flew towards Shen Yan.

The change happened in just a moment.

Nalan Yue wanted to sheath her sword, but it was too late.

The electric light and the tip of the sword pierced Ying Qian's body together.

She groaned.

There was blood overflowing from the corners of his lips.

Chen Yan only saw cyan light and shadow flashing in front of his eyes, but the next moment, he was wrapped in the warm rose fragrance.

"Teacher...Master?"

He opened his eyes wide.

Seeing the baby's long hair as shallow as a waterfall, flying high in the wind.

And that bright red color that he longed for suddenly became extremely dazzling.

Shen Yan saw the blood spilling from the corner of Yingqian's mouth.

I also understand.

Yingqian, this is because of him.

Just got hurt.

Shen Yan's eyes suddenly turned red as if they were about to bleed.

He has never been so helpless.

"I'm fine."

As if aware of Shen Yan's fear, Yingqian gasped, using up her last strength, she said:

"Be good and let Fuguier go to Caicao Pavilion to find..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

His consciousness fell into endless drowsiness and fell on Shen Yan.

Shen Yan quickly wanted to help him, but before he could reach out his hand, Ying Qian was already picked up by another pair of arms.

He raised his head.

I looked at Nalan Yue’s face.

"It's you..."

Shen Yan's expression turned cold instantly.

Whether it was the electric light that hit Yingqian or the sword that pierced her body.

It all came from this man’s hand!

Seeing Ying Qian who had fallen asleep and was trapped in Nalan Yue's arms, Shen Yan's eyes became darker and darker.

Seeing that Ying Qian was injured, before Yunying could feel happy for a while, she heard an order.

"Go find the blueprint."

"division..."

"Go quickly!"

When Nalan Yue shouted coldly, Yunying suddenly felt panicked. She didn't dare to say any more and quickly went to Caicao Pavilion.

Nalan Yue carried Ying Qian into the bamboo house.

He placed her on the bed, raised his hand and sent a stream of spiritual energy into her.

The blood spread through Ying Qian's bright red dress, leaving dark traces.

Being injured by a fairy sword is not easy to heal.

Nalan Yue's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly. He was not good at medicine, so he could only temporarily relieve Ying Qian's injuries.

If you want the treatment to be effective, you have to wait for the blueprint to arrive.

Shen Yan slowly walked forward.

Standing beside the bed, he saw that Yingqian's eyes were closed tightly and his face was as pale as paper.

His heart felt as if he had been hit hard.

It hurt so much that even the internal organs were twisted together.

Shen Yan had suffered countless hardships before.

But for the first time, I felt such overwhelming anger and hatred.

Yingqian is the only person who cares about him.

However, due to his negligence, Ying Qian was injured.

If he is obedient and stays in the bamboo house.

If he is strong enough, he can protect Ying Qian...

Countless thoughts passed through my mind.

Shen Yan gritted his teeth, and the redness in his eyes seemed to be burning.

"Master."

He murmured Yingqian's name.

Chew it little by little.

Swallow it into your belly.

I will never forget it throughout my life.

When Lantu heard the news that Yingqian was injured, he quickly put down what he was doing and hurried over.

He originally thought.

Another little fight.

But when he saw Ying Qian lying on the bed, Lantu's expression changed instantly.

"Third Senior Brother, I know you two don't have a good relationship, but you won't be so harsh!"

He stamped his feet.

A look of indignation on his face.

Nalan Yue did not explain, only said:

"She was hit by my sword on her shoulder, and the bleeding barely stopped."

"Hit by a sword? You really..."

As soon as he heard that Ying Qian had been hit by a sword, Lantu immediately frowned and said with both distress and annoyance:

"Wait for the head brother to find you!"

He first took out a pill and put it into Ying Qian's mouth.

Just as he was about to check her injuries, Lantu suddenly turned back, glanced at Nalan Yue, and said angrily:

"Third senior brother, if you are troublesome, please stay away."

Nalan Yue nodded, turned around and left.

Shen Yan still stood where he was.

The young man's lean body is like a straight javelin.

He pursed his thin lips tightly.

His gaze fell stubbornly on Ying Qian, and there was a fire in his eyes.

Lantu sighed and did not go to drive Shen Yan away."

"Although your master's injuries are serious, they are not fatal."

After giving Yingqian good medicine, Lantu checked her spiritual veins. He frowned and said again:

"She has been fighting with the third senior brother for hundreds of years. You and I go back and forth. Usually the third senior brother suffers more. This is the first time that Yingqian has been injured so seriously."

He never noticed.

After hearing these words, Shen Yan's face suddenly darkened.

The blueprint still takes care of itself:

"What is going on? There is such a quarrel between fellow sects. If the head brother finds out, it will be terrible."
To be continued...