The chest was severe, and it felt a pain that touched every nerve, and even breathed with blood.

"Qiao Xiyan, go and die!"

Mo Qingyi sneered, twisting the sword hand clockwise hard, with a nearly twisted madness on her face, "I won't help you. Even if I'm going to die, I'll still drag you to death. You and Ye Mohan will all be buried with me."

Xiyan's entire heart was shattered, and the blood in her chest was even more fierce.

But the next moment, a strong and dazzling red light suddenly burst out from her body, knocking Mo Qingyi, who was still immersed in her pride, flew away.

Mo Qingyi fell out quite a distance, landed on the ground, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Xi Yan's eyes turned dark and she fell down.

"Yan'er!"

Shengyan grabbed her body and carried her into his arms.

The ministers and palace servants next to them were panicked and quickly asked someone to call the imperial physician.

But the imperial physician could not save her at all.

This is the conclusion that Sheng Yan came to after taking her pulse.

There are so many people present, no one wants to save her more than him, but Mo Qingyi's last move to twist the sword shattered her entire heart.

Such injuries cannot be cured by humans at all.

There was still blood on the corner of Mo Qingyi's mouth, but now she laughed wildly: "It doesn't take any effort. When I just started, I added a poison to the sword that was blood-sealed. This bitch will definitely die today."

Sheng Yan looked up at him, his dark eyes were completely unsatisfied with murderous intent.

Mo Qingyi was still laughing wildly.

But the next moment, her smile came to an abrupt end.

Because she saw Xi Yan's wound suddenly being enveloped by a strange red light, the terrifying wound that was rolling up with flesh was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone who saw this scene also showed a ghost expression.

Then, a red light flashed in a blood jade hairpin on Xi Yan's head, and the wound immediately recovered faster.

This hairpin was a gift to his daughter-in-law when Yun Qian and Ye Yan came a few days ago, saying that they could protect her life when her life was at stake.

Xiyan has been carrying this hairpin with her, and at this moment, it just came in handy.

The red light became stronger and Xiyan, who had already fainted, suddenly moved her fingers and her breathing gradually became normal.

Shengyan was overjoyed.

Seeing that the wound was about to heal completely, Mo Qingyi naturally could not allow her to recover as much as she kept slapping the ground with her palm and flew over to snatch the hairpin on her head.

But this time, before she could get closer, a more dazzling blood-colored light burst out from Xiyan's body, and she bounced her out again.

A phoenix-shaped jade pendant completely stained with blood suddenly flew out from Xi Yan's waist, turned into a bloody light, and penetrated into her body.

This situation is exactly the same as when the dragon-shaped jade pendant penetrated Ye Mohan's body.

Mo Qingyi was furious, but she had no way to stop her.

Xiyan had a barrier around her to protect her body, and she couldn't get close to her at all. She could only watch the person she hated the most come alive little by little, and her joy just now seemed so ironic.

Shengyan held Xi Yan's pulse and could feel the beating in that place gradually becoming stronger from weak. Except for the person who had not woken up, there seemed to be nothing strange about the others.
Chapter completed!