Hu Yan jumped onto the high wall again, just in time to see the scene of Hua Qingran fighting with the fake high priest, his eyes immediately split, and he shouted loudly: "Don't! "Blue dye, don't!" The "Three Realms" is important, but it ...... But what? But not his life? Hu Yan didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was looking forward to Hua Qingzhi coming back. The "Three Realms" was taken away, and she had a way to take it back sooner or later. However, if Hua Qingran loses her life because of this, what will she take in exchange for his life?! She...... It's already the end of the crossbow.

There was a loud crack, between the cyan-dyed chest and the palm of the false high priest. The two of them took a few steps back at the same time, and they both looked indistinctly injured.

Hua Qingran continued to retreat with the strength of retreat, flew away directly, grabbed Hu Yan's waist with one hand, and disappeared into the night sky.

The two priests got up from the ground clutching their chests, got up and said, "Palace master? ”

The false high priest lowered his hand and shook his head, indicating that it was okay, and when he turned around, a line of light pink blood quietly slipped under the silver mask. And her hand was already scorched black, as if it had been struck by lightning.

She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "This official put a soul chasing talisman on the body of those two people, and they were seriously injured, so they will definitely not be able to escape. With a flick of his hand, he threw out a paper butterfly, "Catch it alive." ”

The paper butterfly that landed on the wound of a priest, gently spread its wings, and came to life.

The two priests received the command at the same time and answered, "No! ”

The fake high priest walked alone to the depths of the Feihong Palace, opened a door, and said, "Xiao Shao'er, tell me a story." ”

A familiar voice sounded, still three points cold, seven points proud, and scolded: "Get out!" ”

Hua Qingran faced forward, hugged Hu Yan's waist, and walked all the way.

Hu Yan's head was facing forward, his feet were not touching the ground, and his hair was messy.

I don't know how long I ran, Hu Yan coughed violently twice, and said, "Let me down, I can walk by myself." ”

Hua Qingran slowly stopped and put her on the ground.

Hu Yan shook and almost fell.

Hua Qingran immediately hugged Hu Yan again.

Hu Yan closed his eyes and said hoarsely: "This look, it's not suitable to go back to Baozi Pavilion, first find a family doctor to stop the bleeding." ”

When Hua Qingran heard this, she came to a medical center with Hu Yan in her arms, went directly over the wall, broke out of the door, put down Hu Yan, lit a candle, found out the gold sore medicine, and directly ripped off Hu Yan's sleeve to give her medicine.

Unwanted, Hu Yan actually took the gold sore medicine from his hand, and then poured it on his bloody right hand.

The perfect hand that seemed to be carved from beautiful jade, and there was a wound in the palm of his hand, and the bone was deep in it.

Hu Yan seemed to see the scratches on the bone palm through the peeled flesh. This hand, probably...... Scrapped.

The bright red blood washed away the yellow gold sore medicine over and over again, and it was not until the third bottle of gold sore medicine was used up that the bleeding barely stopped.

Hu Yan hoarsely voiced, tried to show a very calm appearance, and said, "Go find a needle and thread, and some spirits." ”

Hua Qingran looked at Hu Yan's eyes, picked up the golden medicine, and sprinkled it on Hu Yan's shoulder, before standing up and looking for needle and thread.

This is the medical hall, and there are silver needles, but there are no needles for sewing clothes. It took a lot of effort to find needlework and spirits.

But at this moment, two priests, led by twenty priests, came after them.

Hu Yan's ears moved, he gritted his teeth and stood up, and said to Hua Qingran: "They are chasing after them!" Grab those things and go! ”

Hua Qingran nodded, stuffed the gold sore medicine and needlework into her belt, picked up the liquor, jumped out of the window with Hu Yan, and ran for her life.

Although the two were seriously injured, but since they were desperate at the moment, they couldn't take care of their bodies, and the two gritted their teeth and ran wildly, but after all, they were too seriously injured, where could they run past the priest with strange arts?

Hu Yan and Hua Qingran were surrounded, and they were about to fight to the death.

At this moment, out of nowhere, a team of black-clad masked men rushed into the ranks of the priests, breaking through a gap in the impenetrable human wall.

Hu Yan saw that he couldn't miss the opportunity, so he ran away with Hua Qing.

The black-clothed masked man and the priests fought in the dark, the Qimen Dunjia dealt with the sacrificial arts, and the sharp weapons dealt with the martial arts knots.

Just when the two priests thought that this group of men in black was going to fight them to the end, they let out a dazzling spicy smoke and retreated shamelessly.

Came and went without a trace, leaving only a few messy footprints and a few drops of blood.

Hu Yan and Hua Qingran ran to the edge of an amber strip, and with the help of the black-clothed masked man, they successfully threw the priest and the others away for a distance.

Hu Yan knew that now was not the time to be hypocritical, so he immediately took off his clothes, hugged his shoes into his pants, tied them, and then walked into the lake, hid behind a big rock, raised his head, and blew a sharp and loud whistle into the air.

An eagle roared, grabbed her clothes and pants, and flew into the distance.

The lake water was cold and biting, but Hu Yan drilled the whole person into it, washed away the soul chasing spell on his body, raised his head, and broke through the water, only to find that Hua Qingran was standing still.

Hu Yan said hoarsely: "You want them to catch me naked?" ”

Hua Qingran's eyes flashed, and he took out the things from the medical hall and put them on the shore, quickly took off his clothes and pants, and tied his shoes in his pants like Hu Yan, and then carried the "Three Realms" into the lake.

His body is slender, neither thin nor as muscular, and each line is an admirable arc. His hair fluttered slightly in the night breeze, his eyes became moist and affectionate due to shyness, and the whole person was like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world, stepping on the moon. Xu was too cold for the lake to shiver slightly. If a woman's fragility and thinness can arouse a man's pity and love, then the light trembling of the cyan dyeing is like a cup of sake, rippling with a tempting pure brew, with an intoxicating light, and a kind of thrilling beauty in it. Make people ...... I want to pour it into my mouth, feel it with my lips and tongue, play with it, and let it flow down with pungent juice until my heart, liver, lungs and abdomen.

After Hu Yan glanced at Hua Qingran, she stopped looking at him, and the reason was probably only known to her.

She whistled again, and the eagle flew again, snatching the blue-dyed trousers and flying off into the distance. It's so fast, it's staggering.

Hua Qingran didn't dare to look at Hu Yan, and inserted the "Three Realms" into the dirt under her feet, so she wanted to follow her example and plunge into the water. Hu Yan said: "The injured hand is left on the water." If it gets wet, I'm afraid that the hand will be wasted. ”

Hua Qingran as she said, and the whole person shrank into the water, leaving only one hand on the water.

At this time, the priests chased after them again, and after a little turn in the vicinity, they went straight into the distance.

The cyan dye slowly emerged from the water, and her face was like a washed silver moon, glowing with seductive moisture.