The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

There was a hint of determination in Cang'an's eyes, as if telling the enemy that even if he died, he would drag them to be buried with him.

Luo Jingyu and Xue Moqian looked at each other, and then launched their attacks at the same time. Luo Jingyu's black dragon reappeared and pounced on Cang'an. Xue Moqian's blood-red sickle also condensed again and slashed towards Cang'an.

Cang'an quickly gathered all the strength in his body into the long sword. A golden shield formed around his body, and at the same time, he swung the long sword forward.

"boom--!"

There was another loud bang, but unfortunately this time they were not so lucky. Cang'an was blown away by the powerful impact force, and Su Yang was also implicated, and both of them fell heavily to the ground.

Cang'an spat out a mouthful of blood. He was injured in many places and was exhausted. But he still held on and crawled towards Su Yang.

His eyes were full of concern and worry. He gently shook Su Yang's body and asked, "Le Le, how are you?"

Su Yang's face was pale, and blood was spitting out of his mouth. He shook his head and said, "Second brother... I, I'm fine, how are you?"

Cang'an forced a smile and said, "Second brother, it's okay, don't be afraid..." After saying that, his body went limp and he fainted.

"Second brother——!"

Su Yang hugged Cang'an tightly, touching his empty sleeve, and a heart-wrenching cry came out of his mouth.

"Stop fighting... Please stop fighting, save people..." His helpless voice echoed in the smoke-filled battlefield.

At this moment, Su Yang felt like the sky was falling.

However, Xue Moqian and Luo Jingyu were not moved at all and continued to rush towards the two.

“Buzz~~~”

At this moment, a dazzling purple light streaked across the distant sky like a meteor, and a purple magic sword emitting a cold aura rushed towards Su Yang like lightning.

Luo Jingyu and Xue Moqian stopped their attacks after seeing it, as if they were mice seeing a cat. They then quickly disappeared from the spot and moved to another battlefield.

The magic sword came with great force, but when it was about to get close to Su Yang, it was as if an invisible big hand suddenly pulled the reins, and with a "squeak", it braked abruptly.

Then, like a naughty guy, it tapped Su Yang's head lightly with the hilt of the sword, with a bit of teasing in the action.

Su Yang was startled by the sudden knock. He turned his head, and when he saw that the person coming was Dian Gong Tu Shen Jian, his eyes, which were originally full of despair, were instantly lit up with surprise.

"God-Slaying Sword! Please save my second brother!"

It did not open its mouth to respond to Su Yang's urgent pleas, perhaps because it had no mouth. It was just like a nimble dancer, spinning around Su Yang quickly.

As the God-Slaying Sword rotated at high speed, strands of white light as soft as silk slowly emanated from its cold sword body.

At first there were only a few dots, and then they surged out like a tide, spreading rapidly and gradually forming a protective shield emitting a soft light.

This protective shield was like a huge, carefully carved crystal ball. As it rotated, it became thicker and thicker. The originally clearly visible outside scenery was gradually swallowed up by the rich white light.

Until finally, I could no longer see anything outside, and only a pure and peaceful white world remained.

Wrapped and caressed by this light, Su Yang felt dizzy, as if he was in a mysterious vortex of time and space.

When the strong feeling of dizziness faded a little, he was surprised to find that the surrounding environment had undergone earth-shaking changes.

They were no longer on a battlefield filled with blood and death, but were in a room in the Great Demon Lord's mansion.

The room was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, exquisite ornaments were hung on the walls, and the floor was covered with soft carpets. Everything seemed so quiet and peaceful.

Cang'an was lying quietly on the bed at this moment. Although his face was still as pale as paper, he looked more peaceful in this quiet environment.

Su Yang naturally understood in his heart that it was Hua Jianli who secretly helped them out and rescued them from that desperate situation.

He raised his hand slightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and muttered softly: "I knew you would not stand by and watch someone die."

Su Yang forced himself to cheer up, searched around the room, and finally found the healing elixir.

He carefully stuffed the pill into Cang'an's mouth, then took out something like gauze and carefully bandaged Cang'an's wound.

After everything was settled, he knelt on the edge of the bed like a tired traveler who had exhausted all his energy. He gently leaned his head on Cang'an's hand. His eyelids gradually became heavy and he soon fell asleep.

Su Yang was half asleep and half awake when he vaguely felt a pair of broad and warm hands slowly picking him up, which woke him up suddenly.

When he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Hua Jianli, the taut string in his heart relaxed in an instant, and at the same time, an irrepressible feeling of grievance surged up.

She hugged his neck tightly with both hands and burst into tears, "Great Demon Lord..."

Hua Jianli held him steadily, sat on the stool, gently placed his fingers on Su Yang's head, and whispered:

"Okay~ I knew you wouldn't obey me. If I hadn't been secretly watching your every move, you would have lost your life again."

At this moment, Su Yang's heart was filled with fear of surviving the disaster and grief of losing his loved ones. He had no time to care about anything else. He just buried his head in Hua Jianli's arms and vented his emotions to his heart's content.

Although he was just a soul that traveled to Cangle's body, at this moment, he truly experienced the tremendous pain of having a loved one's life hanging by a thread.

It was a kind of fear that followed him like a shadow, like a cold poisonous snake, tightly wrapped around his soul, causing turbulent waves in his inner world and making it impossible to calm down for a long time.

Seeing this, Hua Jianli said nothing more, but hugged Su Yang tighter, his arms like a solid harbor, hugging him powerfully.

At the same time, his body swayed slightly, the rhythm was slow and steady, as if he was soothing a frightened little animal. One hand was also gently patting Su Yang's back rhythmically, and each pat seemed to have the magic of soothing people's hearts.

After a long while, Su Yang's stormy emotions gradually calmed down, leaving only occasional sobs.

Hua Jianli then turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on Cang'an who was lying unconscious on the bed, and said:

"The brother who cared about you the most that you mentioned to me last time must be this man. I have caught a glimpse of him from afar on the battlefield. Well, his skills are quite remarkable."

When Su Yang heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood, so he decided to go with the flow and said in a tearful voice:

"Yes, the one I told you about last time was my second brother. He was so kind to me. You must save him! He was seriously injured on the battlefield and is really dying now..."