Demoness’s Art of Vengeance

Elsewhere in the barricaded forest, a blue light suddenly appeared. After the blue light, Jun Xiaoyu, Jun Ruihan and Ye Shuwen fell out of the sky and fell to the ground covered with fallen leaves.

Jun Xiaowei was a little better. Ye Shuwen grabbed her in time and transported the wind spell, slowing down their whereabouts, while Jong Ruihan in a coma directly hit the ground, making a murmur.

Fortunately, Ruiham's skin is rough and flesh is thick, and he hasn't been hit with any major problems.

Ye Shuwen held Jun Xiaoyuan's shoulders with his hands and the two slowly landed on the ground.

The temperature under his palm was alarmingly cold, and Ye Shuwen slightly frowned.

“Pfft...” Just stepped on the ground, Jun Xiaoyuan sprayed a bite of blood, the blood stained Ye Shuwen's collar, and she didn't even have the strength to apologize to Ye Shuwen.

If Ye Shuwen hadn't held her, I'm afraid she would have slipped straight to the ground.

“Stranger!” Ye Shuwen felt tight and hurried to take out a bottle of wound medication from the storage ring, poured out two and stuffed them into the mouth of Jun Xiao stranger.

Jun Xiaoyu's head was so dizzy that she could barely swallow anything, but Ye Shuwen insisted on putting the medicine on her lips, even pressing her index finger against her lower lip, trying to send the healing medicine in.

The smell of healing medicine came from the nostrils, and there was some strong pressure on her lips. Although Jun Xiaojiao did not lift her head, she could also imagine the anguish of Ye Shuwen at this moment.

In order to reassure her brother, she tried to swallow the two healing pills.

After taking the healing medicine, Jun Xiaoyu gasped for a few breaths and slowly erased the blood from her mouth, but she never lifted her head.

The sun slanted over her thick eyelashes and cast a shadow.

“Little stranger...” Ye Shuwen whispered.

He knew that because of the small group, Jun Xiaoyu's heart must be very uncomfortable right now.

“Brother, I can't hold on, I want to sit on the ground.” Jun Xiao's strange voice said faintly, making people unable to hear the emotions inside.

Ye Shuwen took out an animal leather pad from the storage ring, laid it on a floor full of fallen leaves, and then helped Jun Xiaoyu, carefully sat her up.

When Jun Xiaowen sat on the animal leather cushion, Ye Xiuwen could only see one of her spins.

Bending his knees, Jun Xiaoyu buried his head in his own knee...

Ye Shuwen lifted his thin lips. He rarely saw Jun Xiaoyu look so fragile.

Even if the previous situation was so dangerous and so desperate, Jun Xiaoyuan did not show a trace of cowardice and fear. She was only fighting with her best efforts to keep herself from becoming the burden of Jun Ruihan and Ye Shuwen.

Such a jun Xiaowei, completely unlike a child who had been spoiled since childhood, had to make Ye Shuwen... heartbroken.

Half squatted down and put himself on the same horizon as Jun Xiaowei. Ye Shuwen gently patted Jun Xiaowei's head and said: “Xiaowei, you've done well. The little group thing… is an unexpected situation that none of us thought of. ”

Jun Xiaowen shivered slightly. Ye Xiuwen thought he had touched Jun Xiaowen's wound. He was about to retract it. Unexpectedly, Jun Xiaowen held his fists firmly in his hands at the next moment.

A slight swallow came from the place where Jun Xiao's head was buried. She still didn't lift her head, but Ye Shuwen knew that Jun Xiao was crying.

“This is the third time... I threw away the little group for the third time...”

“It's so small, I always think the enemy doesn't notice it, so whenever an emergency occurs, it's always the first one to be abandoned...”

“Actually, it should be scared, so every time it comes back. ”

“I'm not a qualified owner, but it's always foolish to follow me... this time it's even sillier... why would it help me block that arrow? How could it bear that arrow if it was so small...”

“What should I do? I'd rather be the one who gets hurt...”

That arrow was headed towards the heart of Jun Xiao Yu. If Jun Xiao Yu was born to suffer this arrow, I'm afraid she would also be on the line.

But Jun Xiaowei felt that even if her life would hang on the line, it would be better than the little group taking the arrow for her.

In her view, it was almost impossible for a small group suffering from this arrow to survive, and her breathing was overwhelmed by intense guilt and pain.

She remembered a lot of things, all about the little group —— the little white group, always so nicely in their little bags, knowing that the little bag was holding it back, but it still had no complaints and never easily caused trouble for itself.

Instead, it stretches its claws out to its enemies to defend itself and sneaks around in its palms when it's sad in its own heart.

It saved her and Brother Ye's life before, this time again.

And what about her? Over and over again, when she had to make a choice, she placed the small group in a secondary position, in other words, she “abandoned” the small group, again and again.

Actually, she's the only umbrella, isn't she? She should have been more careful to protect this fragile little thing, and as a result...

Jun Xiaoyuan's memories of the small group were set in the scene where the arrows fell in the small group. Her back trembled even more.

Were you scared when the little bastard got shot? Would it be sad to be abandoned again?

Ye Shuwen acutely sensed that Jun Xiaoyuan's emotions were on the verge of spinning out of control. He grabbed Jun Xiaoyuan in time and took her whole person into his arms.

Not knowing what to say to comfort each other, Ye Shuwen could only slowly pat Jun Xiao's back and calm her down.

“Brother, I want to go back to the group.” Jun Xiaojiao raised his head and said in a dull voice.

Her eyes were swollen and her lower lips were bitten out of a circle of blood.

Ye Shuwen's face suddenly sank: “What can you do when you go back? Do you want the little one to die for nothing? ”

“But... maybe the little group isn't dead...” said Jun Xiao strangely.

She knew very well that hope was very slim, but she still wanted to take a chance.

She doesn't want to throw away any more clumps, even... even if there's only one little corpse, she's going to take it back.

Ye Shuwen saw Jun Xiaowei's thoughts. His heart stagnated. He rubbed Jun Xiaowei's head so hard that she looked at herself and said angrily, “Even if the little group isn't dead, what can you do when you go back?! Bring it back? Can you bring it? Don't forget that the Guru people are still waiting for you there, or do you think they'll let you go when you get down on your knees and cry?! Stranger, please wake up! ”

Jun Xiao looked blankly at Ye Shuwen. A moment later, a large tear bead fell again.

But this time, she stopped saying "go back".

Ye Shuwen sighed and rubbed Jun Xiaowei's head. “Xiaowei, you have to understand that impulse cannot solve the problem. ”

Jun Xiaojiao lowered his head and softly said with his nostrils: “I know too... it's just...”

Jun Xiaowei suddenly paused. A moment later, she raised her head and said with a slight glance: "Brother, you're right, there are other ways to know if the small group is okay. ”

After that, she quickly took out a blank array scroll and started painting it on the ground.

This is a map of formation that is very similar to the PFLP method, but it is simpler than the PFLP method and takes less time.

Jun Xiaowei's storage ring still had a few small pieces of white plush left. With these plush pieces and the way they are now drawn, at least she could know the condition of the small pieces.

It's also her only hope...

Ye Shuwen sighed softly, and thought it would take a long time for her to get out of her mind. The “sacrifice” of the small group also complicated the taste of Ye Shuwen's heart with gratitude and guilt, but his relationship with the small group was not as deep as that of Jun Xiao, and, as the only one still “awake”, he had to make arrangements for the next escape route for the three of them.

His eyes were cast far away and his divine colour was still heavy.

Because they are only temporarily out of the circle of war, but they are not really safe.

The three of them are still too weak compared to the master and his subordinates.

Can they really get through this?

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On the other hand, the small group mistakenly thought “sacrificed” by Jun Xiaowei and Ye Shuwen rolled two laps on the ground and stood trembling.

It was surrounded by a thick layer of magic that prevented it from being stabbed by the ice arrow.

When the ice arrow reached near the small group, it was strangely “swallowed” by the magic around the body of the small group.

However, the impact of the ice arrow hit the small group, which is why it fell.

It is true that the small group was injured, but it was slightly injured and will recover in a few days.

“Squeak...” The little group slowed down and ran to the place where Jun Xiao strangely disappeared, but only saw an empty map of the formation.

This map has been deprecated once.

“squeak squeak...”

Xiao Yu...

The small group used the "language” that only it understood, and lowly called Jun Xiaowei's name.

It is true that its body has not been injured much, but its heart has actually been injured.

It was “abandoned” again.

Even knowing that Jun Xiaoyu didn't mean it, it was still sad.

Why have the other two never been lost by strangers? Why is it always lost?

The small group became a group, sadly lying on the formation chart where Jun Xiaoyuan once stood, and pulled it with his claws.

But it's impossible to pull out Jun Xiao's stranger.

“Isn't this the rat next to Jun Xiao's stranger?” A female voice sounded over the head of a small group with a lot of hate.

“Squeak!” Without looking at it, the little group can also guess who the person is - without doing what he thinks, it is the one he hates so much, Yu Yuanxiao.

It raised its head and tendered its teeth to the rain, waving its claws threateningly.

Soon, however, it discovered that there were not only Yu Wan Soft, but also many others, including those from Asahi Yang Zong, as well as the master and his subordinates.

At this point, they all look at it coldly.

The small group of fat, round little bodies trembled.

It can sense that nearly a third of its power is back, and while it cannot transform itself or cause harm to these people, it may be possible to flee.

Prior to that, it secretly took an invisible note from the storage ring, dripping a drop of its own blood and sending a message to parents far from the Sect.

Hope your parents get there before it gets caught... the little group Cesar thought shakingly.

But it feels that this hope is too remote.