The floating battleship flew away at full speed, quickly leaving the blazing fortress behind. In the belly of the battleship, Qianye silently put Song Zining down. The seventh young master of the Song Dynasty escaped from death, but he was still in a good mood, and said with a smile
: "It seems that I am very lucky, and there are noble people to help me wherever I go."
But Qianye didn't respond to his cold joke, and slowly fell to the ground.
Song Zining didn't care at first and asked, "Are you collapsed from exhaustion?" However, seeing Qianye's lack of response, he panicked and rushed forward, shouting: "Hey! You, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Yuying appeared behind Song Zining, held his shoulders, stopped his movements, and said, "If you keep dangling like this, he will really die."
Song Zining forced himself to calm down, let go of his hand, watched Zhao Yuying slowly help Qianye up, and then asked: "What's wrong with him?"
Zhao Yuying's face was solemn, and she was obviously uneasy. She reached out several times to touch Qianye's back, but she pulled it back halfway. After struggling several times, she finally lost the courage. She let out a sigh of relief and said to Song Zining
Said: "Qianye... blocked that shot for you. Come over here and see what the injuries on his back are like!"
Song Zining suddenly felt his eyes go dark.
Only then did he realize that in the short moment that had just passed, he had subconsciously forgotten to shoot him across the sky with the intention of taking his life. He had not even thought about where the shot went. The power of this shot
It was as heavy as the sea, almost as powerful as the Marquis's full blow. How could a strong man who could shoot this shot miss?
At this moment, Song Zining was more decisive than Zhao Yuying. He gritted his teeth and slowly turned Qianye over, exposing his back.
There was a wound as big as a bowl on Qianye's vest. It didn't look very big, but it was extremely deep. It was so deep that the spine could be seen, and half of the spine was eroded!
Such an injury would not be considered despair for a truly strong person. But now that there was no movement from Qianye's wound and no signs of flesh and blood growing, Song Zining's heart instantly felt like it was falling into an ice cave.
He knew how powerful Qianye's body with a vampire physique was, and how powerful his recovery ability was. Under normal circumstances, for such an injury, the flesh and blood of the wound should grow and recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, but now there was no movement at all. In Song Zining's eyes, this
, on the contrary, it is more terrifying than the normal human beings whose flesh and blood are blurred and constantly corroded by blood. Because this means that Qianye's body is losing its vitality.
Sure enough, clear water-like liquid began to slowly ooze out from the wound, and the exposed flesh gradually turned a strange pale color. In Song Zining's mind, this was a sign that the upper-class Vampires were on the verge of death.
How could it be so easy to receive a powerful blow from a high-ranking vampire count?
Seeing this, Song Zining suddenly calmed down, looked at Zhao Yuying meaningfully, then picked up Qianye, walked to a cabin next to him, and carefully put Qianye down.
Zhao Yuying followed him inexplicably, not understanding what Song Zining was going to do. There was something in Song Zining's eyes that made her feel dangerous.
Song Zining walked outside the door, closed the cabin door with his backhand, blocking Zhao Yuying's sight, and then looked around the wide belly cabin to search. Everything he could see were Zhao clan warriors, most of whom were in the second fortress.
A small number of those who fought together to the end were soldiers who withdrew from the first fortress and participated in the defense of the second fortress.
In the cabin, most of these soldiers were wounded, lying or sitting in silence. Even the seriously injured ones endured no groans.
Looking around like this, looking at these comrades who had fought bloody battles together, Song Zining suddenly sighed, but still couldn't bear it, so he returned to the cabin and closed the door tightly.
Under Zhao Yuying's puzzled gaze, Song Zining rolled up his left sleeve and traced his veins with the fingers of his right hand. A deep wound immediately appeared on his left wrist, and blood spurted out!
Zhao Yuying was so shocked that she almost screamed. She stared at Song Zining's every move with her eyes wide open, wondering why he behaved in such a self-harming manner. Song Zining also looked up at her at this moment, his eyes even more intense.
It's complicated.
A chill suddenly rose in Zhao Yuying's heart, and she felt an extremely strong sense of danger from Song Zining, even so strong that it was life-threatening!
Song Zining is actually not in a good condition at the moment. He exhausted his energy in two fortress defense battles and suffered dozens of injuries. Logically speaking, Zhao Yuying can knock down Song Zining at this moment with one finger. Even if Song Zining is there
Even in her prime, she was no match for her. But now, Zhao Yuying actually had the illusion of life and death.
Song Zining only glanced at her, then lowered his head and pointed the wound on Qianye's wrist at the wound on Qianye's back. Blood immediately surged into a stream and fell on Qianye's wound. His blood was so deep that there was a hint of redness.
The dense mist rises, exuding a refreshing smell.
Zhao Yuying was even more surprised that Song Zining had filled his blood with the Force! He was very weak now, and this act of infusing the Force was obviously overdrawing his life.
This hot blood full of Force power was poured on Qianye's wound, and a small pool of blood immediately accumulated. After Qianye's injured flesh, which was turning pale, was soaked in blood, blood soon spread.
.
Song Zining's left hand stopped in the air, and blood gurgled out from the wound on his wrist like spring water, pouring on Qianye's body. The blood flow was so fast that in the blink of an eye, Song Zining's face turned pale and his lips completely lost their color.
In an instant, nearly a small basin of blood was poured into Qianye's wounds. The pale white flesh began to turn red, but the pool of blood did not become larger. All the newly injected blood seemed to be gone.
Absorbed by Qianye.
Qianye moved slightly, and his body that was originally lifeless now had a glimmer of life.
Zhao Yuying was also well-informed, and she understood what was going on at a glance. She suddenly took a breath of cold air and said in shock: "Qianye him, him"
Song Zining raised his head and glanced at her, and said calmly: "What happened today was not what he wanted. In my eyes, Qianye will always be a human being, and will always be my Song Zining's brother."
The impact was so great that Zhao Yuying was stunned for a moment. At this moment, she finally understood why Song Zining had a strange murderous intention against her just now. The human race and the dark race are incompatible with each other after all. Seeing the human beings infected by the blood race, the empire
A soldier's instinctive reaction is to kill on the spot.
If Zhao Yuying made any move, I'm afraid Song Zining would be the one to kill her with all her might.
Zhao Yuying is actually very smart. She can cultivate to such a level at her age. How can she be stupid? In an instant, she has roughly guessed the cause and effect.
She suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Zining's wrist, sealing the wound on his wrist. The move was as fast as lightning, and the powerful force instantly sealed Song Zining's whole body, making him unable to move.
Although Song Zining was well prepared, he still couldn't avoid it. He was caught immediately, and all his preparations were aborted.
Zhao Yuying dragged Song Zining away, then stretched out her left hand, and with a slight shake, a wound opened on her wrist, and blood shot into Qianye's wound like an arrow.
The blood she released was completely different from Song Zining's. The mist rose straight up, like a cloud arrow shooting straight to the ceiling. The force inside was far richer than the top source liquid, let alone Song Zining's.
Zhao Yuying's Force cultivation level is still higher than that of Song Zining, and she is recharging her energy and is at its peak. Therefore, the blood she releases contains several times the Force power of Song Zining. As soon as this blood falls into the wound, Qianye suddenly becomes powerful.
His whole body shook as he felt it, and the already necrotic flesh and blood fell off one after another, and new flesh and blood grew out from underneath, absorbing Zhao Yuying's blood almost greedily.
Song Zining was struggling desperately, but when he saw this scene, he immediately became quiet.
Blood was pouring from Zhao Yuying's wrist, but she didn't care at all. She turned to Song Zining and said: "In my heart, Qianye will always be the Xiaowu I hugged when I was a child. In addition, with your little knowledge, I also want to
Fighting with me? When this is over, I’ll see if I don’t fix you properly!”
Song Zining immediately put on a bright smile and flattered her: "Sister Yuying is so wise and powerful, how can I compare to her?"
Zhao Yuying snorted, gently put her flattery down, and looked at Qianye again.
At this moment, Qianye's whole body was shaking more and more intensely, and the flesh and blood of the injured area were turning and starting to grow. At this moment, a thumping sound suddenly sounded in the cabin, like the beating of a war drum, and Qianye's blood core began to pulse again.
After the blood core resuscitated, Qianye regained all his vitality. The large amount of blood obtained from Song Zining and Zhao Yuying immediately put him into a state of boiling blood. The flesh and blood of the injured area began to grow at an alarming rate, and even the damaged bones were being repaired.
Qianye snorted and slowly woke up.
"That's enough." Song Zining signaled to Zhao Yuying, asking her to seal the wound on her wrist. In a short period of time, more than half of the blood in Zhao Yuying's body was lost. If it continued to flow, her life would be in danger even with her strength.
Qianye opened his eyes and regained consciousness, and was immediately surprised by the surprisingly strong boiling blood state in his body. However, before losing consciousness, Qianye clearly remembered that he had been shot fatally, and was severely injured. Even his blood core had lost its vitality.
.But what’s going on now?
Qianye struggled to stand up, saw Song Zining and Zhao Yuying, saw their pale-as-paper faces, and saw the wounds on their wrists, and immediately understood what had happened.
Qianye suddenly felt like something was rolling up and down in his throat. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Zhao Yuying had a straight face at this moment and said: "I don't know anything, and I don't want to listen to boring questions. If you have anything to say, talk to someone else. Goodbye!"
Qianye was stunned. As soon as he looked at Song Zining, the Seventh Young Master suddenly said calmly and calmly: "I have not recovered from my serious injury. I am exhausted both physically and mentally. I am just looking for some beauties to discuss the principles of life and the mysteries of the road. If you have nothing important to do, don't come.
disturb."
After that, the two of them walked out of the hatch one after another, not giving Qianye a chance to speak at all.
"You" looked at the two people's empty steps, but Qianye didn't know what to say.
PS: In this special holiday, I feel the need to refresh my presence.