When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the indifferent leader of the leader was bent (end)

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The two played hard to separate. Xi Zhao's sword aura had hurt Xue Sha's cheeks, and he made a cut, bleeding red blood.

Qi Yan, who didn't want to see the two injured, became even more anxious when he saw it. No matter how they played, he jumped off the tree and inserted it internally.

"Stop fighting between you two!"

Nishizhao and Xue Sha saw a person suddenly rushing in, and quickly restrained the internal force, desperately stopping the sword that was about to fly out.

"Are you a idiot!" Xue Sha clearly saw that the person was Qi Yan, and exclaimed angrily: "If I didn't stop just now, you would be dead now!"

Qi Yan was stunned by the roar, and unconsciously moved his steps in the direction of Xi Zhao: "That's not because you two are fighting, I'm worried! You see, your face is bleeding..."

"Naughty! Injuries during the competition are trivial. Who allowed you to get in like this?!"

Qi Yan was downcast, and Yu Guang saw that the fabric on Xi Zhao's arm was also torn, and the blood stained Yuebai's clothes: "Ah, you also bleed...you are so desperate! Killed! What are the benefits of having a partner?"

"Suzaku! Go to Islam!" Xue Sha said: "Don't make trouble here!"

"Can't you just say something if you have something!" Qi Yan tried to save: "There is no deep hatred between you, even if you kill each other, what can you do?"

Xizhao's indifferent gaze fell on him, and for a long time, he swung his sword at Qi Yan.

"Get out of the way."

Qi Yan looked at the sharp sword facing him in disbelief, the silver light reflected from the sword seemed to want to penetrate his eyes.

"You... are going to kill me?" With a trembling voice, Qi Yan took a step back: "I won't let go."

Xi Zhao frowned slightly: "Get out of the way, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Xizhao's words have come to this point, which means that no matter how much hatred he has with the Demon Cult, it will not involve Qi Yan.

A trace of luck flashed in the eyes of the blood evil spirit, and he took two steps forward and pulled Qi Yan behind him.

"You give me the Muslim religion!" Xue Sha shouted: "The things here have nothing to do with you, don't be nosy!"

Qi Yan ignored Xuesha's words, but looked straight at Xi Zhao and said, "You really... want to kill me?"

When the sword was pointed at him, the lively heart seemed to be frozen by the frost, unable to breathe.

Even if... it's fake, even if it's the urge to leave, Qi Yan can't accept it. The person he likes will aim the sword at himself... What a heartbreaking moment.

Xizhao seems to be evasive.

Qi Yan's heart is slightly cool, but he knows that Xi Zhao's original intention is not like this. But even so, he couldn't just leave like this, letting Xue Sha and Xi Zhao fight to death.

Xue Sha is his relative and brother, and Xi Zhao is his favorite man. Whoever has an accident is the one who suffers the most.

Qi Yan doesn't know what to do, how can he stop, and how can he stop?

At this moment, a **** Demon Cultist ran in the distance, panting heavily, apparently injured.

"Leader! The guardian of Qinglong was attacked by the people of the Wulin League and is now seriously injured! In a coma!"

Xie Sha suddenly widened his eyes: "What?!"

"Muslim, the Wulin League has back-ups and is a member of the court! There must be thousands of troops outside the forests waiting to encircle and suppress our demon cult!"

Qi Yan was taken aback and looked at Xi Zhao in disbelief, and found that Xi Zhao was frowning at this time, his eyes filled with puzzlement.

"Xizhao, you mean villain!" Xue Sha yelled angrily, and he was ready to fight against Xi Zhao when he lifted the sword.

Xizhao stepped back and distanced him: "Don't talk nonsense."

Qi Yan held the blood evil spirit in a timely manner, and said: "Brother, let's listen to what he said first!"

"Why should I listen to him to explain!" Xue Sha looked at Qi Yan, his eyes full of anger: "Qinglong is undecided at this moment, why are you still helping outsiders to speak?"

Qi Yan was also scared when he thought of Qinglong. His eyes were red and he said: "I am also worried about Qinglong... but..."

"Then there is no'but'!" Xue Sha waved Qi Yan.

Qi Yan was staggered by the blood evil in his rage, tripped to the ground by the sturdy tree roots, his palms were scratched, and bright red blood flowed out.

Taking a breath of pain, Qi Yan ignored the wound on his hand and stopped at Xue Sha again.

Xizhao's heart trembled when he saw Qi Yan's wound. Seeing that he was going to stop him, he said to the blood: "I don't know what happened. I will give it up today. I will come back after I find out what happened. I will give you an explanation."

After speaking, Xi Zhao wanted to turn around and leave.

A flash in Qi Yan's mind: the court's army... the court? Leng Daiyuan!

"Brother, it's Leng Daiyu!" Qi Yan exclaimed: "She sneaked into the Demon Cult and told me that you are going to fight here..."

Xizhao, who has not completely left, moved his ears and quickly turned around: "Leng Daiyu?"

"Yes, that's..."

"What about me?"

Suddenly a familiar female voice came from the forest next to him. Xue Sha, Qi Yan, and Xi Zhao looked at each other together. At this moment, Leng Daiyuan, dressed in a strong costume, held a long sword in her hand, and she was quite heroic. People come.

Xizhao's eyes are filled with displeasure and coldness, "What does Miss Leng mean?"

Leng Daiyu sneered: "Do you not know what I mean? Xi Zhao, I am helping you."

I hate such self-righteous people the most. Xi Zhao frowned: "I never need your help. If Miss Leng is not ready to withdraw troops, then she is provoking my position in the Wulin League, and I will definitely punish it with all my strength."

Leng Daiyu's eyes flickered, she suddenly raised her head and pointed the long sword in her hand at Qi Yan.

"You do it for him, right?! What is so good about this man? He is just a man! What can you do if you are together? Who will accept it? Isn't it hiding like a mouse for a lifetime!"

Xizhao and Xuesha stepped forward two steps at the same time, blocking Qi Yan's front.

"You woman is really presumptuous!" There was a trace of coldness in the eyes of the blood evil: "Do you really deceive me?"

"The Demon Cult leader, the blood evil..." Leng Daiyu's face raised a trace of contempt: "Although he doesn't do all kinds of evil, it really buried the reputation of the former leader and turned this huge Demon Cult into a merchant. "

Blood evil: "You are really—"

"Don't be impulsive." Xi Zhao's voice was faint, with a trace of caution: "Behind her is the court."

Leng Daiyu's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of success, and the arc of her mouth showed her good mood.

"While you two are chatting, let's worry about getting behind you."

Hearing what she said, Qi Yan yelled badly in his heart. Before he could say anything, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back, and the pain was suffocating!

Feeling the temperature of the whole body is passing by, as if the blood has been sucked up. At this moment, he only has a torso.

Qi Yan wanted to speak, but couldn't say it. He couldn't hear the sound in his ears, and only the images of Xue Sha and Xi Zhao running in panic were seen before him. Then, he was caught in his arms by Xi Zhao. He was shouting something, but Qi Yan couldn't hear him...

Really...it hurts.

There is no way to breathe, Qi Yan still has a lot to say, but he can't say it, so anxious...

Tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, Qi Yan looked at Xi Zhao, stretched out his hand, trying to touch him, but his face seemed to be the moon in the sky, Qi Yan didn't have the strength to reach...

——What should I do, there are so many things I want to say...

Nishizhao held him tightly in his arms, held his hand, and said to him...

He can't feel this anymore.

I don't know... what it feels like in the arms of someone you like.

A tear slipped from Xi Zhao’s eyes and fell on his face...

How should it feel? It's cold...

[The male protagonist's favorability for Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 100]

[Is the host out of the world? ]

Qi Yan felt that he was numb...

Is this dying?

"System, am I going to die..."

Qi Yan asked in his heart.

[If the host leaves this world, it will not die. ]

"Then what if I stay?"

There is still a lot to say.

[It's human. ]

This sentence is very meaningful.

For a long time, Qi Yan's eyes turned black, and the face of Xi Zhaohe Blood Fiend was no longer visible.

"I want to stay...even if I am dead."

[Will you leave the world immediately? ]

——No.