Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1285: Dragon’s scales, touch and die
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"Then you..." Qiao Jin frowned.
Long Yunzhan's wounds are no less than his.
Even more, more severely than he was injured.
Otherwise, the disciples of the imperial palace just now would not force them to retreat from the battlefield, indicating that they only need to be responsible for moving the brothers out of the old house.
"I'm fine." Long Yunzhan shook his head, "I have a sense of measure."
After that, he turned straight, clinging to the blue long sword, and headed towards the battlefield ahead.
Qiao Jin stared at Long Yunzhan in the dark forces, struggling to kill.
Gradually, his fist clenched.
He tightened his lips and glanced at the direction of Yan Xiaoyi's courtyard.
The emotion on the face doesn't change, it seems to be hesitating.
After a long while, Qiao Jin finally took a deep breath, clenched the money dart, took a step, and walked towards the battlefield.
"Boy, you better go and transfer the injured children, here, just leave it to me and the old doctor."
The Pirate Saint came from behind and pressed Qiao Jin's shoulder.
Qiao Jin was taken aback and turned to look at the two behind him: "Holy Thief, Ghost Doctor, you..."
Didn’t they leave?
"Okay, don't talk nonsense!" Ghost Doctor frowned impatiently.
He turned around and entered the battlefield.
The thief patted Qiao Jin on the shoulder, and immediately followed in the footsteps of the ghost doctor.
The addition of Saint Thief and Ghost Doctor immediately suppressed the battle situation in a balanced manner.
Seeing that the battle situation has taken the upper hand, Ye Qingqian angrily directed the surviving black-robed man to attack, Qiao Jin did not continue to struggle, and went to Yan Xiaoyi's courtyard.
This old house was bought by Yan Xiaoyi.
Exclude students from the Demon Class and Zhao Bo and others.
He, Ye Qingluo, Long Yunzhan and others all have their own independent courtyards.
Yan Xiaoyi's courtyard is located near the corner of the backyard.
Qiao Jin walked quickly to Yan Xiaoyi's courtyard, the expression on his face suddenly changed.
Originally, I was in a complicated mood, and I was still thinking about seeing Yan Xiaoyi how to face the embarrassment and ambiguity between the two not long ago.
At this time, there was a strong sense of anxiety and fear.
"Xiao Yi!"
Qiao Jin's voice was hoarse and trembling.
Ignoring the severe pain from the wound on his body, he quickly ran towards Yan Xiaoyi's bedroom.
The door of Yan Xiaoyi's bedroom was wide open, and blood came out from the ground.
It is obvious that there is a very noisy sound inside.
People of the dark forces...
They even sent people to search for people in an independent courtyard!
Xiao Yi!
His Xiaoyi!
Qiao Jin's eyes were red, and the leopard pinched his fingers, cut his skin, and he ignored it.
And, the scene after rushing into the bedroom.
The blood on Qiao Jin's face was suddenly lost.
My mind was blank, as if there was something exploded in my mind.
In the bedroom, there are five men in black robes standing.
There were two people lying on the ground.
Blood spread from the two of them.
Speaking of Xiao Yi, the bandages all over her body have long been scattered.
She stood in a corner of the wall, holding a sickle shining like a crescent moon tightly in her hand.
Such a petite person, dripping with blood.
A green silk like seaweed, clumped into a ball by cold sweat, sticks to the cheek.
She was panting, her back leaning against the wall, her body wobbly and unsteady.
But he still stubbornly kept himself from falling down.
"Xiaoyi..." Qiao Jin's trembling voice called Yan Xiaoyi's name.
The red eyes were once again covered by the blood on Yan Xiaoyi's body.
The coquettish red, spreading little by little.
His heart is dull.
Murderish, shot out.
"The inverse scale of the dragon will die if you touch it!" The golden leopard in Qiao Jin's hands attacked the five men in black robes who were still standing.