"How is Baili?" Yun Qingyan came to Baili Qingxue and asked Qin Li and Ji Weiran.

"The wound is a little deep." Ji Weiran said, his voice a little low.

The attack of the seventh-level master's attack is not simple. If Baili Qingxue had not been the eighth-level master's master, the strength group would have probably been split in half.

They really don’t understand. With Baili Qingxue’s strength, how could he not be able to do that attack?

Whether it is dodging or resisting head-on, it is easy for him!

Yun Qingyan looked at Baili Qingxue.

His eyes were closed, and his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was pressed against his forehead as soft as ice silk, soaked in sweat.

The terrifying and ferocious knife wound on his chest turned out of his skin and flesh, and the blood soaked the white clothes into blood clothes, and the wounds were vaguely visible to the bones.

As if he heard the movement, Baili Qingxue's eyes slowly opened, and the ice blue color was as moving as glass, but I don't know if it was Yun Qingyan's illusion, she vaguely felt that those eyes seemed to have become turbid, not as transparent and clear as before.

It looks like a little impurities are mixed in the top glass jade.

"Qingyan..." Baili Qingxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face looked as transparent and fair as ice and snow.

"How is this brother?" The people from Hongyan Academy also ran over nervously to ask about their injuries.

"Take the elixir first." Yun Qingyan flipped his right hand and took the healing elixir "medicine" from the Xuanjie to take it and Baili Qingxue.

Then--

"Tear!" He pulled open his upper body clothes with a sound.

This heroic and neat behavior not only shocked everyone onlookers, but Huang Yan's face turned dark afterwards!

The girl seems to be a little skillful in tearing her clothes!

"Tsk tsk, Sister Yun really has the style of my back then!" Hong Luo held her chin with her hands, as if she was recalling the glorious years of that year.

Hongye twitched the corners of his mouth, opened and closed his mouth a few times, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

Without caring about the various gazes around, Yun Qingyan did not look sideways, took out the "medicine" powder and bandages, and skillfully treated Baili Qingxue's wounds.

The wounds caused by the Senior Master Zunyuan are not as easy to recover as ordinary wounds.

However, with Baili Qingxue's physique and her pills and medicine powder, he will be able to get better in almost six hours.

Baili Qingxue's eyes were staring at the person who carefully applied the medicine to him. The black fog rose from the bottom of her eyes and was suppressed again. The ups and downs were very shocking.

"Are you better?" Yun Qingyan tied the bandage and looked up at Baili Qingxue.

The efficacy of the elixir "medicine" is very obvious. Even if Baili Qingxue cannot fully recover in an instant, it can relieve some pain now.

But when she saw Baili Qingxue's face was still very pale and shockingly white.

The thin lips that had lost their blood color were pursed. Under the thick eyelashes, the pure blue eyes that were as pure as the first snow had no impurities, and there were a few wisps of clearness that looked like a dew born, which made Yun Qingyan seem to have seen the illusion of a small breast.

But the intense confusion and sadness inside were like a pair of pliers, tightly pliers in the human heart.

He is obviously a person who is almost at the peak of Tianyuan Great 6, but at this time he is as fragile as a fragile snowflake.

"Qingyan, I seem to be sick..." he said.

The eyes were drooping, hiding the dark pair of ice-cold eyes.

Before Yun Qingyan could speak, an evil and crazy voice came in like a sharp sword.

"If you are sick, look for a doctor. What does it have to do with my girl?"
Chapter completed!