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The moment the short dagger was pulled out, blood flowed out at once.

Su Yan tapped the corners of his lips.

Looking up at Yu Wenxu, speak out

"I just told you that you don't need to save me."

Yu Wenxu's complexion has turned white.

Although it is not fatal, blood is constantly flowing from the wound. If the wound is allowed to continue like this, something will happen sooner or later.

She looked up and looked at the little **** behind Yu Wenxu, very seriously

"Call the doctor."

"Yes Yes"

After the little **** was stunned, he hurried back to God to find the doctor.

Behind him, Liang Yue fell to the ground, and while she was suffering from a painful gasp, she couldn't believe it.

"You're not dead? Impossible, impossible!"

A bright red shirt should be noble and domineering.

Today, there are only wolverines and lingering pants.

In both eyes, all of them hate Su Yan.

Yu Wenxu's dark eyes glanced over Liang Yue.

Indifferent voice

"Arrow."

The words fell and the sound of crickets cut through the air.

Suddenly, the dozens of people who were still standing were shot through by crossbow arrows.

The fresh life is now a corpse.

A strong **** smell pervades.

Blood ran down the steps.

Until flowing to the feet of Su Yan.

She covered Yu Wenxu's wound with a clean white cloth.

Except for the moment when he saw Yu Wenxu waving his sword a little bit.

Now he has returned to normal, just covering his wound seriously.

The expression on his face was not undulating.

Yu Wenxu was pale and coughed a few times.

Pulled to the wound, his complexion turned whiter.

Su Yan wants to push him out of here and go back to the palace.

But his hand hadn't waited to leave his wound.

He was choked by him.

His long fingers were white, and he could see that he was pushing hard.

Su Yan glanced at him, staring at the dark eyes.

very serious

"You ask, I will say. But if you work so hard, you will only pull the wound and make blood flow faster."

Speaking, he planned to pull his hand away.

Can be partial, this person seems to have drilled the horns of the horns, hesitant to give up.

She gave up pulling his hand.

Bend over and look at his wound, quietly waiting for him to speak.

The wound on her neck had not yet been treated, and the blood was still seeping through the wound, winding down.

After a long time, I heard Yu Wenxu's weak, husky voice

"who are you."

"Su Yan"

She answered calmly.

Naturally understand why he asked so.

She has memories.

She is no longer just the one raised by his own hands, sticking to him every day and crying and coquettishly knowing only to eat.

She is Su Yan, the head of the nine main gods.

It is a person who has experienced tens of thousands of years of experience and has seen the darkest evil. Now he is experiencing the plane and is looking for a fragment of his Lord God.

Is the same person.

But there was no way to cry him out because of the wound on his neck.

The one who needs to be coaxed is a blank paper owl.

But she is Su Yan.

To her, this was nothing at all.

Reached out to stroke away the blood that ran down the neck.

His dark eyes were sharp, as if to pierce her through.

Su Yan looked at him and accepted his scrutiny without any panic.

Then slowly said

"I'm a beast, because of some of my recent experiences, I have some memories."

There is no way to tell him about his own affairs.

All I can do is to hold on to my memory heritage to explain my sudden change.