Hearing this, Luo Yier lowered her head but she murmured, "This is my hobby. You said it nicely. If you have the ability, don't practice knife!"

Cun Han twitched the corner of his mouth, and a black line ended up, and said angrily, "You are so embarrassed to say that it is your hobby, we certainly support it, but the question is whether you can not hinder us. You said, how many times have you been bombed in the house we live in? You said, let's have dinner together, and if you don't have diarrhea on one day, you said, you are with us, and if we dare to calm down and practice knife.

Luo Yier lowered her head with an awkward look on her face and said embarrassedly, "This, isn't this an accident? I didn't succeed later!"

Cun Han held his head and walked away directly. He was afraid that if he continued to talk to Luo Yier, his head would explode. She didn't say that those things would be fine, but he would get angry as soon as he said that. His aloofness was completely beaten to pieces in front of Luo Yier.

Luo Yier saw that Cun Han ignored her, smiled and narrowed her eyes into crescent shape, and hurriedly followed her.

Cun Han walked to the pit and took a breath of air conditioning. What kind of injury is this? The scars on his body are densely covered with blood. There is a scar on his chest that directly cut off his ribs. You can even see organs that have turned into two halves. There are seven or eight wounds like this on his body. The most serious one is a shoulder-length scar, which almost cuts off his entire arm, leaving only a little flesh and blood behind.

He had almost no complete piece of flesh on his body, and the shallowest scars were half the length of his thumb.

"Ah!" Luo Yier walked up to see the scene, and immediately called out, quickly grabbed Cun Han's clothes, and looked at the figure lying on the ground with a pale face.

"Cun, Cun Han, is he dead?" Unexpectedly, Luo Yier quickly reacted and asked hurriedly.

Cun Han looked at Wuyue with a serious face. If he didn't die like this, he would be a monster. However, he was not sure whether he was dead or alive.

Cun Han pulled Luo Yier's little hand away and walked forward carefully. He trembled and stretched out his index finger and approached Wuyue's nose.

Suddenly, Cun Han's eyes widened and said incredibly, "What, how is it possible, he, he is not dead yet."

When Luo Yier heard this, she immediately opened her eyes wide and felt incredible as she was like Cun Han.

"But" Cun Han shook his head and sighed, "I can't save you if you're not dead. The injury is too serious and you only have half your breath."

"Just" said this, Cun Han hesitated and glanced back and forth on Wuyue and Luo Yier, saying, "You seem to be about the same age, but who has such a great hatred for him? Even such a young child is so cruel."

"Meng, Village Han, he is about to die?" Luo Yier looked at Wuyue with pity and said sadly. Although she didn't know him, they were of the same age. She could feel that the person in front of her, who was about the same age as her, was in great pain at this moment, so painful that even her child dared not imagine it.

In fact, this is true for Cun Han. If the person in front of him really survived, he would definitely be the one he admired the most. He asked himself that if he suffered such injuries, he would definitely die on the spot.

"By the way?"

Luo Yier exclaimed, "How did I forget it?"

"Hmm?" Cun Han looked at Luo Yier in surprise.

"Mun Han, you are here to watch him. I will go back and call my grandpa here. You are here to watch him."

After saying that, before he could wait for Cun Han to speak, he hurriedly ran to the forest.

Cun Han shook his head, he no longer felt strange about Luo Yier's recklessness.

Cun Han glanced at Wuyue, then sighed. He was really powerless. If he had the ability, he would definitely do anything to just do this boy. Not to mention anything else, this perseverance alone would be enough for him to save him.

Suddenly, his face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Who is it?"

Then he pulled out the wooden sword from his waist and shook it. A blade with a white hilt appeared in his hand. On the blade, there seemed to be a trace of ice and snow.

Then he slashed in the air, and a white sword energy flew out, and the air along the way was frozen. Those who didn't know would definitely think that he was a capable person.

"Swish" a black figure appeared in front of Cun Han. It was the hunting king who was coming. He was almost moving forward at full speed. Fortunately, this place is not far from there and it arrived soon.

As for Jaton, after feeling Wuyue's breath, he let him go. This is Wuyue's enemy. He must personally find his lost dignity, otherwise, this will be his biggest heart disease.

The Hunting King did not look at Cun Han, and his eyes were directly fixed on Wuyue on the ground.

His face changed drastically and he rushed forward. Murakan's face changed and he was about to react, but the Hunting King had already come to him. A terrifying aura gushed out of the Hunting King's body, directly knocking Murakki out.

The "Young Master" Hunting Wang looked at Wuyue with a slump. He hurriedly squatted down and wanted to pick Wuyue up, but he had no idea how to start.

"Why, how could this happen?" The Hunting King punched the ground angrily. He was still one step late. Seeing Wuyue like this, he would not let Jaton leave no matter what. However, now he was too pale and powerless to say this.

"Ah" The Hunter roared to the sky in grief. He only left for this time, but never thought that it would cause such a huge mistake.

Cun Han took back the knife. He already understood who was in front of him, and it must be the elder or bodyguard of this young man.

Suddenly, the Hunting King looked over, and his scarlet and cold eyes made Cun Han feel nervous.

"Swish" The figure of the Hunting King suddenly appeared in front of Cun Han.

Cun Han was shocked and thought to himself, "So fast!"

The Hunter King croaked and said, "You, save him?"

Cun Han's face changed and he smiled bitterly, "Previous, senior, I think too, but I am really powerless. You are still working to kill me, you can save people..."

Cun Han stopped when he said this, but his meaning was very obvious.

"Then you, go and die!" The Hunting King's domineering and cold voice spoke from him.

Cun Han's face changed drastically. He was about to raise the blade in his hand, but the black dagger of the Hunter King had already come to his eyes and could not avoid it.

Cun Han's eyes were frightened. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of death and he couldn't understand why the person in front of him suddenly killed him, without any signs.

"Dang" sound of entering the body without imagination came out, and a figure appeared in front of Cun Han and pushed him away directly. Then he held the hunting king's dagger with one hand.

"Bang" The two of them collided with each other, and the violent and violent aura soared into the sky. The clouds in the sky seemed to be affected and were directly dispersed and could not heal for a long time.

The Hunting King did not expect that someone could take his attack, and suffered a small loss and was knocked away, but he quickly stabilized his body.

Just as he was about to continue rushing forward, he heard a chuckle, "Hunting King, long time no see, why did you fight and kill as soon as you come up? This is not you!"

Forgive me for writing Wuyue in this chapter, but Banana promises that this is the first and last time. Banana is betting with you that you don’t like the subsequent plot, so I lose. By the way, according to Banana’s outline, there are very few scenes in the original work, but if you want Wuyue to make a guest appearance in the original plot, you can leave a message in the comment section. Banana will try to arrange your suggestions. Remember to indicate which paragraph I can review to prevent what I lost.

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