Chapter 1170 Concentrate on Healing

This made Yun Wu anxious, and hurriedly took Meng Bai's hand, and injected a burst of fighting spirit into Meng Bai's body.

Immediately, his face became paler, and his dilapidated meridians were unable to recover: "How could this be!"

"Xiao Wu, don't go any further." Meng Bai held Yun Wu's hand tightly, his broken body had already made his hands tremble weakly, but he smiled very happily: "No matter what Said, it's great to see you, don't go any further, I save my last breath, just knowing that you will find us, and want to tell you the danger ahead."

Frowning, Yun Wu pursed her lips and looked at Meng Bai, her sad voice was already hoarse: "You mean, after you separated from me, you were teleported here?"

"We met again by chance near here, but then we entered hell." Meng Bai smiled, and coughed up another mouthful of blood, which seemed to contain internal organs, his breath gradually began to float, and his face suddenly turned gray. .

"What kind of place is this, and why did it become like this?" Yun Wu looked at the smoky battlefield in front of her, and didn't understand what was going on at all.

"Don't go there, please..." Meng Bai's voice suddenly became quieter, and then, his eyes were in a trance, he tilted his head suddenly, and lost his voice.

Yun Wu's heart suddenly felt as if it had been bombed, and a burst of unspeakable sadness and anger suddenly filled her body with murderous aura.

Quietly taking Meng Bai's body out of the pile of dead bodies and putting it on the ground, Yun Wu gritted her teeth to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, tightly holding the ancient martial sword, and walked forward.

Ahead, a group of familiar figures dressed in black suddenly appeared in front of Yun Wu, which made Yun Wu's face change suddenly, it turned out to be your people from Wanshoumen!

Gritting his teeth, he lifted the big knife and galloped towards the team of Wanshoumen.

The people from Wanshoumen in front of them didn't seem to take her seriously at all, but one of them turned around and slapped Yun Wu.

Immediately, Yun Wu felt pain in her chest as if being hit by a boulder, and she flew backwards, her face pale.

Suddenly, a pair of hands beside her grabbed her arm, and she was startled, Yun Wu almost without hesitation raised the ancient martial arts sword in her hand, and slashed at those hands.

But suddenly I heard a weak voice beside me, with a smile and pain, tremblingly said: "Xiao Wu, it's me."

Yun Wu almost collapsed, this person is not Shangguan or who!

Hastily put away the big knife, held Shangguan's hand without saying a word, and poured out his fighting spirit.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Shangguan's mouth, he gritted his teeth and held Yun Wu's hand behind his back, saying: "Xiao Wu, don't waste your energy, I can't do it anymore."

Yun Wu pursed her lips, her dry eyes almost shed tears, and she, who was always cold, couldn't help but couldn't control her feelings when she saw her good friend like this.

But looking at this barren place, she held back again, looked at the red sky, and thought in her heart: So, the test that I need to pass is such a cruel fact?

"Xiao Wu, don't go any further, everyone is dead, you must live well." Shangguan took a breath, smiled and raised his hand, as if he wanted to hold Yun Wu's hand.

But before he touched it, the brilliance in his eyes had disappeared in an instant, and before he could close his eyes, he had already fallen sideways beside Yun Wu.

keep going!

Yun Wu said to herself, holding back her tears, she closed Shangguan's eyes with her hands, raised her head with her eyes closed and swallowed her tears.

Yun Wu looked forward, and saw a man standing there under the fiery red sky, the long sword in his hand was stained with bright red blood, reflecting the blood-colored light, and the white clothes were stained with mottled blood.

He turned his head, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his pale face: "Xiao Wu."

Yun Wu only felt dizzy for a while, and walked towards Nangong Yi's direction, gradually approaching, although Nangong Yi who was not wearing a veil had seen it before.

But such a soul-stirring appearance still made Yun Wu feel confused: "Nangong Yi, tell me, you..."

Before the words were finished, Nangong Yi suddenly fell limply on Yun Wu's body, and the blood immediately stained Yun Wu's clothes red, causing her to suffocate again.

"Nangongyi!" Yun Wu and Nangongyi fell to the ground together, hugging Nangongyi's body.

Yun Wu was stunned for a long time, what kind of test is this? Why is the death of my companion used to test me?

Yun Wu felt confused and confused, and Nangong Yi's body in her arms was trembling slightly. She turned her head and saw Qi Yese's corpse not far away with her eyes open, her unfocused eyes looking not far ahead.

Yun Wu felt like her heart was about to be ripped out.

"How could this be..." Yun Wu murmured.

He raised his hand to touch Nangong Yi's body, the temperature was still there, his heart was still beating, and he hurriedly shook Nangong Yi vigorously: "Wake up! Don't sleep, tell me what happened!"

Nangong Yi, who was lying in her arms, did not move at all, breathing quietly.

The blood on the ground dyed the whole world a blood red.

How cruel this is.

Yun Wu pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes, hugged Nangong Yi, hurriedly breathing for him.

It took a long time before Nangong Yi let out a breath and opened his eyes.

"Are you better?" Yun Wu felt that even her breathing hurts: "Why are you here? Why are you all in this state? Could it be that you were all attacked by the Wanshoumen?"

Nangong Yi coughed twice, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled faintly: "Xiao Wu, you will be fine by yourself in the future, we can only accompany you to this place."

There was a roar in Yun Wu's head, and the tightness in her chest made her spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Who is it?

Who is it?

A burst of anger in Yun Wu's heart rushed straight to the top of her head, making her whole body full of murderous aura, and the vast desert in front of her was filled with a murderous aura that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Yun Wu saw a man in black rushing towards him from the end of the desert in front of him.

Nangong Yi stood up suddenly, holding a long sword in front of Yun Wu: "Xiao Wu, go quickly, I will deal with it here." He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the injury seemed to be very serious.

Yun Wu rushed forward, blocking Nangong Yi behind her, looked at the countless people who were getting closer, and said: "You concentrate on healing, and I will resist!"

A nameless anger in her heart suddenly rushed to the top of her head, making her brain heat up, her eyes flushed, and she raised her knife and rushed towards the man from the Wanshoumen who was dressed in black in front of her.

The big knife slashed at the person of Wanshoumen, and blood flew all over the place. Yun Wu grinned, and that smile was actually ferocious.

The moment he raised the knife and dropped it, he felt very comfortable.

There was a moment of confusion and hesitation in Yun Wu's heart, and then the joy from the killing made her forget everything, and countless flesh and blood flew everywhere between the rise and fall of Gu Wu's sword.