C80 Tragic

The wind was blowing fast, and the moon was high in the sky.

More than two hundred Death Soldiers, most of them had fallen under Li Ren's sword.

It was also thanks to the long sword's sharpness, he still had some strength left, but the cut on his back was shocking.

With the long sword on his back and his right hand supporting Long Qi, and his left hand holding his severed arm, Li Ren's expression was somewhat sinister.

In order to get rid of Long Qi and him, those people had really put in a lot of effort.

Because he had lost too much blood, Long Qi could no longer stand steadily. His face was terrifyingly pale.

"Brother, you have to hold on. You can't fall down!"

Long Qi wanted to say something, but Li Ren was not in the mood to listen to him. Fortunately, only one of his hands was missing, there was still hope.

Under the moonlight, Li Ren supported Long Qi and walked towards the hospital.

Right now, Li Ren was regretting it, it was all his fault.

He clearly knew that someone was going to harm them and he could even tell that Niu Sanguang was in the wrong from the very beginning, but he was too arrogant.

On the other side, Ma Yongzhen returned to his courtyard.

He was stunned by the mess.

"Ah …" "Ahhh!"

Ma Yongzhen erupted into a roar like a wild beast.

What filled his eyes were the corpses on the ground, the old people's, the children's, the fried dough sticks, the iron-red and the Iron Master's.

Seeing Iron Master's fat body lying in a pool of blood, Ma Yongzhen immediately ran over.

At this time, the Iron Master still had a breath left in him. What should he say?

"Iron Master, Iron Master!" Ma Yongzhen held Iron Master up, shaking him hard, hot tears flowing from his tiger eyes.

The Iron Master grabbed Ma Yongzhen's hand tightly as he spat out blood and spoke intermittently, "Stop fighting. Stay by your side and bring Ju Er away from here, forever."

After he finished speaking, he tilted his head and breathed his last.

"Iron Master, ah!"

Ma Yongzhen roared into the sky, hot tears rolling down his face.

Fresh blood continued to spill out, covering the entire yard in a blood-red color.

An old crow landed on a withered tree in the courtyard, letting out a desolate cry.

The night was silent, and no one made a sound. This was destined to be a sleepless night.

After such a big incident, the beach was boiling over.

Li Ren was already sitting on a chair in the hospital, the bloody wound on his back was still exposed.

The long sword held a cigarette in its hand and it gave off a devouring aura.

The door of the hospital was pushed open, and Sheng Xiang rushed over. From her makeup, it could be seen that she had just woken up.

Without a second word, Sheng Xiang looked at the wound on Li Ren's back and tears started to fall.

The moment the tear fell onto Li Ren's rolling wound, there was an intense pain.

"Don't cry, I'm fine, aren't I?" Li Ren retracted his killing intent and comforted her in a soft voice.

It would have been better if he didn't say anything, because once he said it, the fragrant incense would shed even more tears.

Without saying a word, she dragged Li Ren to find a doctor and started to bandage his wounds.

The bandage on the wound was already finished, the hospital was still busy, Long Qi was still in danger.

Li Ren and Sheng Xiang stood in the corridor of the hospital and looked at each other speechlessly.

"Let's go." After a long while, Sheng Xiang spoke, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Where to?" Li Ren asked while smoking.

The tears that were filling the air started to fall again, but Li Ren did not comfort him this time.

He turned around and walked outside. The long sword in his hands was currently so dazzling to the eyes.

"Li Ren, you stop right there!"

Magnificent Fragrance's face was covered in tears.

However, Li Ren's figure had already disappeared from her sight.