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Chapter 296 Zheng Zha: Almost Killed by Luo Li

Seeing Zheng Zha suffer, Zhang Jie was overjoyed and even hummed a little tune as he left with Na'er.

Seeing the two leave, Zheng Zha immediately retreated into the tent, grabbed Luo Li's hands, and begged for mercy, "My little aunt, it was my carelessness, please don't pinch me anymore, please forgive me."

With her hands restrained, Luo Li stubbornly headbutted Zheng Zha, saying in a coquettish and embarrassed tone, "It's all your fault! You're so embarrassing!"

Enraged, Luo Li instinctively used all her strength, while Zheng Zha habitually assumed that Luo Li couldn't hurt him and didn't make any defensive preparations.

When the sharp dragon horn pierced his body, Zheng Zha felt the pain and realized that he had been careless again, forgetting that Luo Li was no longer the same as before.

Warm blood flowed down the dragon's horn, eventually dripping onto Lori's face. She froze abruptly, her ramming motion halting abruptly, looking terrified by the unexpected turn of events.

Zheng Zha felt Luo Li's body tense and stiffen. He endured the sharp pain in his chest, quickly released his grip on Luo Li, and asked in a panic, "Li'er? Are you scared? I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all..."

The warmth and stench of the blood instantly brought Luo Li to her senses. She wanted to raise her head to check Zheng Zha's injuries, but she was afraid that her movements would cause Zheng Zha even more harm.

Although Luo Li couldn't see the sharp dragon horns embedded in Zheng Zha's flesh, she did see the glaring red quickly staining Zheng Zha's clothes. Luo Li's face turned deathly pale, all her shame and anger replaced by immense panic.

“Zheng…Zheng Zha!” Luo Li’s voice trembled violently as she frantically tried to back away, but was afraid of pulling out her horn and causing further injury. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! I forgot…I forgot this…”

Zheng Zha forced a smile despite the pain and comforted him, "It's nothing, just a minor injury. Don't move, leave everything to me."

"Um...I...I won't move..." Luo Li's voice choked, tears welling up in her eyes. Zheng Zha took a deep breath, carefully protecting the base of her dragon horns with his hands, and slowly and steadily moved his body backward.

As the dragon horns gradually detached from its body, the blood that had been slowly seeping out became increasingly turbulent, like a flood breaking through a dam.

The moment the dragon horn was completely pulled out of his body, Zheng Zha, whose pain receptors were triggered, gasped for breath. He then comforted Luo Li, saying, "It's alright, it's out now."

Luo Li, who had been unable to contain herself for a long time, looked up in surprise. When she saw the hole-like wound on Zheng Zha's chest from which blood was constantly gushing out, and his upper body stained red with blood.

Luo Li's tears instantly burst forth. She frantically tried to cover the wound that was constantly gushing blood, but she was afraid of hurting Zheng Zha, and her hands hung in mid-air, trembling uncontrollably. "Blood... so much blood! What should I do... what should I do, Zheng Zha!" she cried, her voice filled with helplessness and fear.

"It's nothing, it's just a minor injury for me." Zheng Zha had no intention of being stubborn; he simply told Luo Li the truth and comforted her.

But Zheng Zha overlooked the fact that Luo Li was not like him, having gone through several life-or-death trials. Although Luo Li had gained power, she was still just an ordinary little girl at heart. How could she not panic when she saw Zheng Zha so badly injured?

Zheng Zha's words of comfort were of no use. Instead, they made Luo Li think that he was putting on a brave face, and she panicked and thought of asking others for help.

Just then, Luo Li suddenly remembered something and, as if grasping at a straw, shouted sharply towards the outside of the tent: "Brother Zhang! Sister Na'er! Come and help me!"

Zhang Jie and Na'er hadn't gone far when they heard Luo Li's shrill scream, which sounded like she was crying. The two of them froze for a moment and then immediately turned back and rushed into the tent.

The scene inside the tent startled both of them. Zheng Zha's upper body was almost entirely stained with blood, and a clear penetrating wound in his chest was gushing blood. Luo Li knelt before him, her face a mixture of blood and tears, her hands hanging helplessly in the air, and clear bloodstains still clinging to her dragon horns.

"Holy crap!" Zhang Jie blurted out, rushing forward to check Zheng Zha's wounds while asking, "Zheng Zha, what happened to you guys?!"

"It was an accident, it was all an accident." Zheng Zha explained with a wry smile that he was fine, but Luo Li choked up and said, "How could you be fine, you big pervert, you...you bled so much."

Zheng Zha wanted to reach out and pat Luo Li's head to tell her not to worry. But after seeing the blood on his hand, he smiled bitterly and put his hand down.

"It's nothing, really nothing. With my physique, this level of injury is nothing to worry about. If you don't believe me, ask Zhang Jie."

After checking the wound, Zhang Jie nodded and said, "This kind of injury is really nothing serious for Zheng Zha, so you don't need to worry, Luo Li."

Look, the bleeding has almost stopped on its own.

After being comforted by everyone, Luo Li finally calmed down. She looked at the wound on Zheng Zha's chest that she had made with the dragon horn and found that the bleeding was indeed almost stopped, but the problem was that it was still flowing.

Luo Li sobbed, gently touching Zheng Zha's chest with her fingers, and said, "But... it's still bleeding... and the wound..."

Despite the advice from those around her not to worry, Luo Li couldn't completely relax when she looked at Zheng Zha's wounds.

Zhang Jie shrugged helplessly and said, "Wounds take time to heal." Then, seeing that Luo Li still looked worried, he suggested, "How about we go find Zhan Lan and have her cast a healing spell on Zheng Zha?"

"That's right! We can ask Sister Zhan Lan!" A light shone in Luo Li's eyes. If it weren't for Zhang Jie's reminder, she would have forgotten in her panic that she could ask Zhan Lan to treat Zheng Zha.

So, Luo Li got up and ran out of the tent, calling out Zhan Lan's name repeatedly.

Zheng Zha quickly called out to her, "Li'er, wait! You'll cause a commotion if you do this!"

Lori then remembered that she was still covered in blood. If she rushed out like this and someone saw her, it would probably cause even more misunderstandings. She frantically tried to wipe the blood off her face and dragon horns, but instead smeared blood everywhere.

Seeing this, Zhang Jie said, "Never mind, I'll go call Zhan Lan."

As he spoke, Zhang Jie gave Na'er a wink, and then walked out of the tent.

Na'er, understanding perfectly, stepped forward and gently took Luo Li's hand: "Don't worry, Zhang Jie has already gone to call Zhan Lan." As she spoke, Na'er took out the hot water that she and Zhang Jie had just boiled and the towel they planned to use to soothe Luo Li's eyes, and helped her clean the bloodstains on Luo Li's face and corners.

On the other side, Zhang Jie stood in front of Zhan Lan's tent, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Zhan Lan! Zhan Lan! Wake up! Get up quickly, someone is injured and needs treatment!"

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