The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

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But she couldn't help but think that since Xuan Yuanming had come, Feng Su and Qing Zhu should have resolved their issues by now.
Mo Lin's severed tail healed slowly at a visible speed under the nourishment of wood-type supernatural power.

Su Xiyue's forehead was covered in fine sweat, and her face was pale from the large amount of energy she had used.

But she didn't even frown; she just focused intently on the treatment.

Ye Ling emerged from the pool, his silver eyes sweeping over her pale face, and his brows furrowed.

He tried to speak up to stop her, but she glared at him and shut him up.

His Adam's apple bobbed, but he ultimately remained silent.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Mo Lin's severed tail was finally completely reattached, and all the scales that had fallen off had grown back, restoring it to its original state.

Mo Lin's dim snake eyes had regained their luster, and the listless aura that had previously clung to him had vanished, replaced by a vibrant energy.

Su Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, then collapsed onto a rock by the pool, her face pale.

Ye Ling panicked and rushed over to help her, her silver eyes filled with heartache: "Are you out of your mind?"

Mo Lin was a step too slow and silently withdrew the snake tail he had wanted to catch her with a look of heartache and self-reproach in his dark eyes.

If I were strong enough, I wouldn't have had my snake tail severed by those black dragons, causing Yue'er to expend her special abilities to heal herself.

She's pregnant.

Although she felt heartbroken and guilty, she didn't show it on her face at all. With a flash of white light, she transformed into a human and stood to the side.

"I am fine."

Su Xiyue wiped her sweat, pushed Ye Ling away, got up and walked to an open space to sit cross-legged, and began to close her eyes and regulate her breathing.

Her supernatural powers were almost exhausted. If she didn't recover quickly, she wouldn't be able to continue saving people later.

Both Qingzhu and Fengsu were ambushed and were definitely injured, but the extent of their injuries is unknown.

Bai Qi might also have been injured.

Seeing that she was recovering, Mo Lin and Ye Ling tacitly did not disturb her, but instead tidied themselves up on their own.

While regulating her breathing, Su Xiyue asked the system in her mind, "System, how are Qingzhu and Feng Su doing? And Bai Qi, are they injured? Has Xuan Yuanming gotten there yet?"

The system quickly responded in her mind: "Qingzhu was ambushed by six Xuanjia Guards and was seriously injured, with both of her hind legs broken. Bai Qi arrived in time to deal with them, but he was also seriously injured. Fortunately, his tail was fine. At the critical moment, Xuanyuan Ming arrived and drove away the Xuanjia Guards."

When Su Xiyue heard that Qingzhu had broken both of her hind legs and that Bai Qi was also seriously injured, her face turned extremely pale, and she could not suppress her anger.

She cursed Xuan Yuanhao a thousand times in secret, vowing that one day she would make the old man taste the bitterness of a broken leg.

"What about Feng Su?"

She suppressed her anger and continued to ask.

"Feng Su had it the easiest. The Dragon Clan, mindful of Feng Su's status, didn't dare go too far, only giving him a good beating before leaving. However, he was later severely beaten by Xuan Yuanming. The reason was that Feng Su had been spouting nonsense and lying to him at Qingyan Mountain, leaving his face swollen like a pig's head. Feng Su kept yelling that his once-handsome looks were gone, and he was too ashamed to show his face. Would you like to see this, host? I can show it to you~"

The system's voice, as it spoke, carried a hint of schadenfreude.

After listening to the system's report, Su Xiyue couldn't help but picture Feng Su's handsome face swollen like a pig's head, and her lips twitched.

She could imagine that Feng Su probably wished she could find a hole to crawl into and hide somewhere, too ashamed to come out and face anyone.

That show-off always values ​​his appearance more than his life, so for him, this is probably worse than losing a leg.

"Feng Su's face really deserves a punch."

Su Xiyue couldn't help but smile, the gloom brought about by this matter dissipating considerably, and her mood noticeably improved.

After she finished her breathing exercises, she stood up, and her complexion had improved significantly, regaining its rosy hue.

His gaze swept over Ye Ling, who was still damp from washing, with water droplets rolling down his dark hair and skin.

It was bright red, even though it had been cleaned.

She ripped open his collar and saw that his left shoulder was almost pierced through by sharp claws, with flesh and bone clearly visible. She frowned deeply: "You're still soaking in water when you're injured like this?"

Ye Ling's silver eyes flickered slightly. She turned her head away from her hand and put her animal skin coat back on: "It's just a minor injury."

"You call this a minor injury when it's pierced through?"

She was both angry and heartbroken. She pulled him back and ripped off his collar, exposing most of his shoulder.

A burst of green light erupted from his palm, and without a word, he pressed it onto the pierced shoulder: "Don't move."

"Shut up."

She pressed her fingertips hard, deliberately pressing on his wound, "I'm not a three-year-old child, I know what I'm doing."

Mo Lin leaned against a boulder by the pool with his arms crossed, his dark eyes sweeping over Ye Ling's restrained expression. He suddenly spoke, "I was ambushed here, and I imagine Feng Su's situation is similar, as are the others. I wonder how they are doing."

It's not hard to guess that those dragons were clearly there to avenge Xuanyuan Ming; they couldn't possibly be targeting only him and Ye Ling.

While treating Ye Ling's injuries, she replied, "Qing Zhu broke both of her hind legs, Bai Qi was also injured, and Feng Su was beaten up and is now hiding and afraid to see anyone."

Thinking of something, she quickly added, "Don't ask me how I know, it's a secret."

Mo Lin and Ye Ling's lips twitched simultaneously; they knew, of course, that Yue'er had a secret.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to know so precisely that Mo Lin, Feng Su, and Xuan Ming would be in trouble.

"How is Xuanming doing?"

Ye Ling suddenly remembered what Yue'er had said in the tribe and couldn't help but ask.

Xuanming's situation was even worse than Molin's. Not only were his limbs broken, but he was also being rubbed in the mud. Just thinking about it made him furious, and he wished he could kill his way to the Dragon Clan immediately.

If Yue'er forgives Fenglong in the future and they get back together...

He was certain that, apart from Feng Su, none of the other five could accept it.

Especially Mo Lin, Qing Zhu, and Xuan Ming.

Xuanming, that brute, has always been clear about his grudges and favors; he might just walk away when the time comes.

Hopefully, he's overthinking it, and Yue'er won't turn back. Otherwise, it would be too disappointing for them.

Ye Ling's eyes darkened, and in the end, she didn't say what was on her mind.

Feeling the healing power emanating from his shoulder, he suddenly pressed down on Su Xiyue's hand: "That's enough, save some of your abilities to save Qingzhu."

Seeing that her wounds had almost healed, Su Xiyue didn't force the issue and withdrew the green light from her palm.

"Let's go find Qingzhu."

She was about to mount Leopard Fu's back.

Mo Lin suddenly transformed into the true form of a Teng Snake, its tail coiling around her and onto its back: "I'm faster."

Night Feather transformed into an ancient silver moon wolf and followed closely behind.

They had only gone halfway when they encountered Fengchi, who was flying in from afar. The old phoenix was in a very sorry state, with many of its feathers missing.

When Feng Chi saw them, his eyes lit up instantly. He looked at Su Xiyue on Mo Lin's back and spoke in human language, "Master, Lord Qingzhu's two hind legs are both broken, and even the bones are shattered."

Su Xiyue's face turned pale, and she almost fell off Mo Lin's back, but fortunately Mo Lin caught her with his wings in time.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, her voice trembling: "Let's go, to Qingzhu's side."

Mo Lin and Ye Ling exchanged a glance, both seeing anger in each other's eyes.

But now was not the time to act out, so he simply sped up and headed towards where Qingzhu was.

Fengchi immediately turned around and flew after him.

The location of Qingzhu was not far from Sunset Pool, and with Mo Lin's speed, he arrived in no time.

Su Xiyue jumped off Mo Lin's back and immediately saw Qingzhu lying on the ground, her two hind legs twisted in a strange position, clearly broken.

Qingzhu's face was as pale as paper, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. When she saw her, she still forced a smile and said, "It's just a minor injury. Don't cry."

Bai Qi knelt beside him, his snow-white robes stained with blood, but his ten fox tails were unharmed.

But his body was covered in countless wounds, some so deep that the bone was visible, the flesh turned outwards, crisscrossing, making him almost a blood-soaked figure.

Especially on the right leg, a deep claw mark that revealed the bone stretched from the thigh to the ankle, and bright red blood flowed out like water, even after applying hemostatic herbs.

Seeing them arrive, a hint of relaxation flashed across his gentle, jade-like face: "Yue'er, you've come at the right time. Go and check on Qingzhu's leg."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Bai Qi!"

She nearly slipped on the blood as she lunged forward, recklessly pouring green light from her palm into his wound. "You call this a minor injury?"

Qingzhu dragged her broken leg over, her emerald green eyes fixed on her belly: "Take care of the baby first, we'll be fine."

"What do you mean 'it's nothing'? You've already been beaten half to death, what are you trying to prove?"

Su Xiyue couldn't contain her anger any longer and turned to Ye Ling, yelling, "Hold him down!"

Without a word, Ye Ling pressed down on Qingzhu's shoulder, his silver eyes deep: "Don't move."

Su Xiyue began to focus on treating Bai Qi.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Ming's figure appeared out of nowhere.

His dark gold beast robe was stained with blood, and he was holding a struggling Xuanjia guard in his hand, which he threw at Su Xiyue's feet like a rag: "I've left one for you, kill or torture him as you please."

The dragon-orc was dazed and confused after the fall. When he looked up and saw Su Xiyue's murderous gaze, he suddenly struggled violently: "Young Master, I was just following orders!"

Xuanyuan Ming stepped on his shoulder, and the sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard.

He pulled a jet-black pill from his pocket and casually tossed it to Su Xiyue: "Bone-Regenerating Pill, take it. It can reduce your ability consumption."

Su Xiyue originally didn't want anything from Xuan Yuanming, but considering how badly the men had been beaten, she figured she might as well take it and collect some interest.

She caught the pill. Although she didn't know how effective it was, she thought that the dragons were so rich that they could even use beast crystals to pave palaces, so the things they took out must be treasures.

He stuffed the pill directly into Qingzhu's mouth.

Qingzhu swallowed the pill, and the broken bones in her legs healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was both painful and itchy, and the feeling was indescribably uncomfortable.

But he gritted his teeth and endured it, without even making a sound.

Xuan Yuanming strolled over to Su Xiyue's side. Seeing her struggling to heal Bai Qi's injuries, a hint of jealousy flashed through his mind, but he quickly suppressed it.

His gaze swept over her flat stomach: "Running around while pregnant? You really don't know how to take care of yourself at all."

"Don't get so close to me, it disgusts me."

She slapped him hard across the face, the crisp sound startling the birds in the forest. "Although those guys beat you up back then, they were careful not to hurt you too much. And look at your dragon clan, so arrogant."

This scene shocked everyone present, who had no idea that Su Xiyue would suddenly attack Xuan Yuanming.

But I felt a strange sense of satisfaction inside. I wished Yue'er could slap this crazy dragon a few more times and beat it so badly it couldn't get up.

"Moon, be careful not to hurt your hand. I'll do these rough jobs from now on."

Ye Ling gently grabbed Su Xiyue's wrist, blew on it tenderly, and said with a suppressed smile.

Mo Lin, Qing Zhu, Feng Chi, and Bao Fu all had twitching lips.

Even Bai Qi, who was pretending to be unconscious, couldn't help but smile.

His injuries were indeed severe, but he was not yet in a coma.

He only pretended to faint when he saw Yue'er, hoping to make her feel sorry for him.

The squeaky wheel gets the grease, and winning favor requires skill.

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