Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1015 1015: A Sense of Desolation

After hesitating for a moment, she dared not doubt. She heightened her Spirit and pursued it once more. This time, in the event of a great fall, she firmly supported Ye Fengsheng's body.

Phooey.

Without waiting for her to breathe, a sense of danger attacked from the front. In the void, a hand burst through the air like a beast, and with a sound piercing through her ear, it directly slashed her shoulder, blooming into a beautiful blood flower.

The blood stained her face, the high-speed autumn grew cold, bringing an unprecedented sense of desolation to the rhythm of autumn.

Luckily, she did not let go, listening to the sound of a watermelon exploding not far away, forcing her Spirit to halt Ye Fengsheng's struggle. In the agony, Qiu Yun and Ye Fengsheng fell to the ground together.

When she first stepped on the ground, Qiu Yun felt low and soft on the earth, experiencing the sharp pain of the shoulder bone and smelling the blood around her nose. She even had an illusion of lingering.

Since she was pampered, have you seen such a situation?

Looking around, there were corpses recently fallen from the cliff and smashed into pulp, with the wound on her shoulder flipping outward like a small creek, the stagnant water dyed with fresh blood, making her beautiful face appear slightly pale.

Before she could catch her breath, Ye Feng sounded, then turned around. Her face was ugly, her eyes like stars. This moment was filled with struggle and pain.

"Did I tell you not to leave?"

Her throat rolled, the previously cold voice roared like a beast, bringing an indescribable sense of savagery and unacceptability.

Turning to Qiu Yun, she quickly opened her mouth and asked, "Ye Fengsheng, what's wrong with you?"

No answer. All she could do was let Ye Fengsheng's hand be wrapped in anger.

Boom!

The ground exploded into a huge crater under his control. Without the rhythm of autumn dodging in time, her slap landed on her body, possibly causing serious injury.

"Ye Fengsheng! Are you mad?"

Lost voice and screaming, Qiu Yun looked surprised: "Do you want to kill me!"

She was even a little desperate!

Under these circumstances, where is his good mood and intention to save? Earlier, he couldn't utter a word and slapped fiercely. The bones were visible everywhere on the skin. Not even two minutes had passed, and instead, would the one who saved himself commit suicide? If this isn't madness, what is it? Ah!

For no reason, Ye Fengsheng's eyes were filled only with red ferocity. The diminishing eyes of Su Zong captured step by step the previously evasive Qiu Yun. Between his limbs, there was a fierce Spirit, and the continuous space was driven by this fierce Spirit into a certain void distortion.

"Ye Fengsheng! What's gotten into you?"

Cold drink, Qiu Yun angrily said, "Why do you want to go mad again! I'm not polite!"

As soon as the voice fell, the angry palm swept past his temples, cutting countless green silks behind, pursuing Qiu Yun above.

In the chase and flight, autumn has already been exhausted, never having experienced such a situation. Wherever was Ye Fengsheng's opponent, he was washed into unconsciousness, breathing normally?

Soon, she couldn't escape Ye Fengsheng's attacking momentum anymore.

"Forgive me, I'm protecting myself."

Heavy breathing drew nearer. There was a loud tearing sound of air in the ear. Qiu Yun suddenly raised both hands, then the spiritual training penetrated the chest wound in front of Ye Fengsheng's chest.

Dark eyes endured the momentary pain occupying him. Ye Fengsheng looked down at his chest soul, eyes constantly returning to clarity here.

"Ye Fengsheng, are you awake?"

Seeing this, Qiu Yun quickly stopped, trying to disperse the Spirit of the white silk. Ye Fengsheng reached out to stop her. Looking at the infant once likened to a Fairy, Ye Fengsheng's voice was hard to open, the music unstoppable with hoarseness and weakness:

"Pain can restore our sanity. Leave now, or when I deal with the pain, you won't have the chance to escape."

Autumn's first mouth opened wide. "You, what's wrong?"

"Run!"

Ye Feng shouted angrily: "Whatever you do, I'm tired of your habit of asking why. Can't you see what it is? I can't control myself anymore! Are you staying to save me? I'm injured!"

Four eyes opposite each other. In the language of autumn rhythm, there is anxiety: "But here, maybe I have already left. What are you doing?"

"I was prepared from the moment I took off the jade bracelet."

Turning a hoarse throat knot, Ye Feng said: "Go back and tell Xu Bo to stay away from the dust. This is the last thing I ask you to do."

Seeing the reason for Ye Fengsheng's slight tremor, he hesitated not. He pulled out a knife from the Spirit's autumn rhythm training in his chest, biting, suppressing, roaring, "Don't ask me why anymore! Run!"

"But maybe you are. Someone wants this here!"

Qiu Yun obsessively looked into Ye Fengsheng's eyes: "I can't watch you die here! Tell me, what else can I do to save you, how can I save you!"

"Can you call my grandfather to save me among the clan? There's no way out now! Fool."

Before the word "fool" could be cursed out, Ye Feng suddenly recalled what happened when he decided to stay clear-minded. It was like a thunderbolt broke, and he instantly sent people to stop it.

"Wise decision!"

"Wise decision!"

Ye Fengsheng mouth held a mural, grasped the Spirit with Qiu Yun's hand, and again pulled a knife from his wound. Although the piercing heart's pain did not dissipate, she vigorously dragged the training from the body. She quickly made a decision to purify the mind, staring at the surgical methods above, forcing the surrounding Spirit to enter the human body.

The children of this era, where is there time to control this technique? In fact, whose family, can be repaired, survival is most important!

How can we survive? Just this pure heart decides!

"Calm heart like flowing water. Everyone is full of Evil Spirits. Its essence is dirty, Mei Xue is glorious. The rules of Qi, wealth, and Dao are free, unrestrained."

After a while, Ye Fengsheng opened his eyes again, the eyes not mad at all.

"It worked!"

Ye Feng opened his mouth excitedly: "Practicing this technique, it can wash away the violence in our bodies!"

"Yes. Very clean! It has not been suppressed!"

Looking at Ye Feng's restored voice, not knowing what happened on the way, but Qiu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, squeezing out a bit of a trace with robbery, and then smiled: "Congratulations."

Sweaty silk scattered on the forehead. The delicate cheeks showed some traces of blood. From the shoulder, a piece of skin flipped outward at the larger front, so blood loss caused a bit of whiteness at the time.

Ye Feng looked with deep self-blame: "I'm sorry."

Obviously, he did not expect Ye Fengsheng to suddenly say such a sentence. Autumn rhythm slightly relaxed its Spirit. Then she smiled: "It's okay. You can recover."

"In front of me..."

The speech suddenly stopped, Ye Fengsheng followed the sound to look. He grabbed Qiu Yun's arm and led her to the cliff. He looked down at the lightning from the slapping hand below, searching for the fragmented memories left by the corpse.

Remember eating my flesh...

That pair of eyes flashed a murder scene. Ye Fengsheng grabbed Qiu Yun, whispered: "Wait for me to finish practicing, then I will take you out."

"Alright."

In light white fog, Qiu Yun silently echoed.