Ye Xiu looked at the wound on his lower abdomen, then looked at the ground, smiled sadly at him, and "Wang Yuchun" who had completely lost his life, with a serious expression.

"The kindness of a woman..." Long Yao sneered.

By this time, they had already seen that this "Wang Yuchun" was not Wang Yuchun himself at all.

I don’t know when Ah Qing from the Qinglong group dropped the bag.

The most self-blame thing is Murong Xue. She has been chasing A Qing and others before, but she never thought that the other party had even hidden her.

Ye Xiu ignored Long Yao's ridicule, but took out another bottle of potion, poured it into his mouth, then tore off a piece of clothing, bandaged the wound, and walked forward with such big strides.

"Ye Xiu, where are you going?" Murong Xue asked when he saw that Ye Xiu was not walking towards the camp.

"Save people!" Ye Xiu didn't look back.

Murong Xue was stunned.

Save people? Who can be saved at this time? It is naturally the real Wang Yuchun.

Ah Qing was able to lose Wang Yuchun without telling her. Now Wang Yuchun has long been taken to where he was taken, how to save him?

Even if Ye Xiu really found the trace and chased after him all the way, who would know if the other party would have a powerful master?

Even though the strongest White Tiger has died here, as many as six Nine Realm powerhouses have also died here, but the Shadow Guard is not an ordinary organization. It has been against the Dragon Soul for many years. It is not rare to send more Nine Realm masters to come.

Ye Xiu is still injured so seriously, so what can he use to save him?

Just in such a daze, Ye Xiu's figure had already penetrated into the woods.

"Long Yao..." Murong Xue looked at Long Yao.

"Murong Xue, the White Tiger is dead. Our mission goal has been achieved. Whether Wang Yuchun is brought back to the Sith Empire is insignificant!" Long Yao seemed to know what Murong Xue was going to say, and interrupted directly.

"But what about Ye Xiu? He is also a member of Dragon Soul. Are you watching him die?" Murong Xue snorted coldly. If she hadn't been injured too much and had a broken arm, she would have beg this guy, and she would have followed her long ago.

"Send to death? Haha, this is a super master of the Sword Slash Master. You don't think that the Sith Empire will send two masters for a princess, right?" Long Yao smiled.

Murong Xue was angry. Even if there were no masters, Ye Xiu was injured like this, and only one Nine Realm was needed to threaten him.

"Okay, I will rush over, but before that, I have to send you to a safe place first!" Long Yao didn't seem to want to offend the pride of the emperor of the Sword Pavilion in Shushan and spoke again.

"I don't need you to send it..." Murong Xue snorted coldly.

"That's your business. I don't want to make the Pavilion Master and our Dragon Soul have a grudge because of your accident..." Long Yao said indifferently.

Murong Xue raised her eyebrows. If Ye Xiu hadn't tried to draw his sword just now, he would have died at the hands of the White Tiger. Where were you at that time?

Of course, Long Yao has been taking action to rescue him, and the method he adopted was to surround Wei and save Zhao. This method is often the best way.

But when facing a master with a desperate intention, is this really a rescue?

Murong Xue is not stupid, but if she says that Long Yao is killing someone with a knife, she doesn't think that there is no grudge between her and Long Yao, nor any conflicts of interest. Once she dies, it will not be of any benefit to him.

As he said, once he dies here, no matter how disappointed the master is in himself, he will feel a grudge against the dragon soul.

Murong Xue didn't know that Long Yao wanted this kind of grudge. Otherwise, he could have killed Baihu with one punch before, but he deliberately left three points of strength and let Baihu punch and hit Murong Xue one after another.
Chapter completed!