With dense blood marks on his body, Yun Qingyan's face was full of pleasure.

It seems that she is not the one who is injured.

"You are my trump card, how can you get it so easily?" She smiled. There are many people in Bei'an who are eyeing the Yun family. Those people are not pseudo-sky-level like Mo Yu. They are all heavenly-level masters who have been advanced for many years. Bi Lei is her trump card for her!

Moreover, this kind of battle from fist to fist, meat to meat is her favorite type!

"Chirp!" The mimic golden roll and thunder eagle flew to Yun Qingyan's shoulders, and for the first time, he really looked at this human who made the blue water thunder lion willing to recognize his master.

This young human cub seems to be bad.

"Sister Yun." Yu Dapang rubbed his butt and ran over.

Mo Yu thought he was hiding very well, but who was Yun Qingyan? The Divine Emperor, who had been dancing on the tip of the knife many times and passed by the god of death, had already reached the point of perfection of danger! Long before he took action, Yun Qingyan had already prepared and threw Yu Dapang out!

Poor Yu Dapang, who flew most of the square, was because Yun Qingyan and Mo Yu attracted the attention of the audience, and no one paid attention to him!

Yu Dapang limped over with his butt, knowing that if Yun Qingyan hadn't thrown him out in time, he would have become the fish pond that was affected and died thoroughly.

When he saw Yun Qingyan's bloodstains covered with fine bloodstains, Yu Dapang's eyes widened, "Sister Yun, are you... you are injured?!"

Yun Qingyan stretched out his five fingers to wipe the blood off the corner of his mouth. His red lips were as cynical as ever, and his eyebrows were stretched out, without taking the wounds on his body seriously.

"Wound medicine." A clear sound as snow came from one side, and a slender and fair hand stretched out in front of Yun Qingyan.

The five fingers with clear joints and slightly slender and beautiful fingers were spread out, and a round pill was lying in the white palm.

A faint fragrance of elixir spread out from the elixir, which shocked people.

Yun Qingyan just glanced at him and knew that it was a valuable healing pill.

"No need." Yun Qingyan shook the blood from his fingertips and glanced at Baili Qingxue indifferently. A fierce light burst out from his eyes, and a vague wind irritated his body. "I hope that Yuanzhe will compete, Senior Brother Baili will not let me down."

After the words came, Yun Qingyan passed by Baili Qingxue and walked straight towards Qin Li.

"Hey! Sister Yun! Treat the wound!" Yu Dapang glanced at the famous genius in Qingxuan Academy. He was about to comfort him, but suddenly thought of the rumors that Yun Qingyan had been chasing the first genius that had been rumored in the academy. He closed his mouth, pulled up his legs and chased Yun Qingyan in the direction.

Baili Qingxue's hand holding the pill slowly tightened, her slender eyelashes covered the color under her eyes, and her black ink-like head was blown to her face by the wind.

For the first time... he felt that the wind in the Academy Square was so cold.

"Girl, it's great!" Seeing Yun Qingyan, who was covered in wounds but moved freely, Qin Li smiled on his face. He was about to raise his hand to pat her shoulder, but when he saw the injuries on her shoulder, he hung down embarrassedly.

"Brother Qin." Yun Qing said so much that he didn't mind the injuries on his body.

Those wounds look very serious, but in fact they are just some fine small scars. You can recover by practicing the Seven-Star Body Refining Skill at night.

What should be done now is...

Yun Qingyan looked at the stage with his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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