Zhai Zilan's face was already a little pale due to heavy blood loss. Cheng Yuqi carefully asked him to sit down, quickly took out a small porcelain bottle, poured a pill from it, and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word.
"Hemostatic Pill, take it first."
While he was talking, Cheng Yuqi had already torn off a few strips from his cut clothes. He hurriedly poured out another hemostatic pill, crushed it into pieces, sprinkled it on Zhai Zilan's wound, and then hurriedly gave it to Zhai Zilan.
He bandaged it up, fearing that the guy would die due to excessive blood loss.
Feeling weak all over, Zhai Zilan leaned against the tree trunk, looking at Cheng Yuqi who breathed a sigh of relief but still had red eyes, and weakly pulled out a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Don't think too much. If it weren't for the fact that you are Grandpa Cheng's only child, I wouldn't protect you like this."
This guy was quite quiet at this time, looking like a child who had made a mistake and blamed himself.
Han Zeng, who was standing aside, felt helpless after hearing His Highness's feeble words.
Fuck Du Miaomiao!
Your Highness, aren't you also the only dragon heir of the Holy Emperor? Then the young Marquis is the only one in your heart, right?
He didn't know who it was, but he knew that he was very powerful in the early stage of the Spiritual King. He slapped someone away with his front foot, and hit him with his back foot before he hit the young marquis. God knows when he turned his head, he saw his legs.
The wound on his body was bleeding profusely, and he was so frightened that his soul almost flew out!
After listening to Zhai Zilan's words, Cheng Yuqi stared at his face with red eyes, and his voice sounded a little crying.
"But you are also an only child, and you are still the current crown prince. If you have any bad intentions, how will you explain to the old man in my family if you ask me to go back?"
The old man in his family not only asked him to protect Hua Yuqiong from being bullied, he also had to look after Zhai Zilan and not let anything go wrong with him. But they were the ones protecting him along the way.
Looking at Cheng Yuqi's tearful eyes, Zhai Zilan felt a little panicked.
"Stop crying, a man won't shed tears lightly. What's more, with the elixir from Master Ghost Priest, are you still afraid that something might go wrong with me?"
Cheng Yuqi thought for a moment and said, "...too."
"Right, then put your tears back and be obedient."
"Yeah." Cheng Yuqi nodded.
Zhai Zilan looked at him like a child, couldn't help but smile tenderly, and reached out to wipe away the tears on his face with her fingertips.
Li Yuan watched His Highness the Crown Prince wipe the tears of his young Marquis. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint the problem.
Han Zeng glanced at Li Yuan who looked confused, shook his head silently, and sighed in his heart.
Lan Shao is the one with the lowest strength in this group, but the Fulong Sword in her hand is at least an earth-level sword. It is of extraordinary quality, and the sword energy she wields is extremely frightening. But even so, she also has many
Somewhat injured.
In the dark, Qian suddenly saw that Zhai Zilan would not have any problems, so he set his sights on Lan Shao, who was the weakest.
He had been curious for a long time about this boy who looked indifferent in front of others and was happy in front of the handsome young master. He didn't know what happened to this guy to make him become such a stubborn person, but his intuition
It's definitely not a good thing.
He saw hatred in his eyes when he was knocked down!
Ning Qiyun was in the middle stage of the Soul King, and it was the first time that he was fighting with others so realistically. It was rare for him to feel excited from the bottom of his heart.
Feeling the solidification of spiritual power in his body, his flowing eyes showed a touch of joy. This chapter has been completed!