Following Netherworld's actions, not only Nangong Bufan's expression changed drastically, but also Nangong Ling's expression, which was shrouded in Netherworld's weapon, also changed.

She looked at the cold light in front of her and almost had no time to react. She just saw the cold light getting closer and closer.

There was a look of despair in her eyes, was she going to die?

Bang!

Just when the knife in You Ming's hand was about to pierce her body, a burst of force came and knocked her away.

puff!

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of a blade entering the body.

"grass!"

Xiao Chen's curses, somewhat distorted, sounded at the scene.

Immediately, the knife in his hand, mixed with the last power of the 'powerful potion', was swung out fiercely.

Click!

There was a sound of bones breaking, and a huge head flew into the air.

"ah!"

As the head flew up, such a sound came from the open mouth.

You Ming's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, his face full of shock.

Especially when he saw the headless body below, his astonishment became even stronger. It looked a bit familiar, right?

This is...my own body?

Before he could finish his thoughts, his vision went dark, and then... he felt like his consciousness was gone.

The moment he lost consciousness, he heard a "bang" sound, as if something fell to the ground.

Xiao Chen looked at the head that fell to the ground and was stunned. Dead?

You know, he just struck the knife subconsciously and didn't even think about cutting off You Ming's head!

But in his anger, Netherworld's reaction seemed to be half a beat too slow.

In other words, Youming didn't expect that Xiao Chen would rush up and swing out such a knife, and he didn't even have time to hide!

His death was a bit useless!

Gulu Gulu!

You Ming's head rolled on the ground a few times and was covered in blood.

Old Man Chen, who was chasing after him, stopped and looked at the head on the ground, dumbfounded.

Then, he looked at Xiao Chen again, is this okay?

Nangong Bufan in the distance breathed a sigh of relief, Ling'er was fine!

As for Netherworld's death, he was obviously a little confused!

"ah!"

Xiao Chen stagnated, a burst of severe pain came, and he screamed in pain.

There was a knife stuck in his stomach.

Although not fatal, it is quite serious.

This is what You Ming stabbed at Nangong Ling just now, but Xiao Chen blocked it.

Behind him was Nangong Ling, whose pretty face was pale and in shock.

Just now, she clearly sensed the breath of death!

However, at the moment when she was shrouded in death, she was knocked away!

Although she staggered back, a little embarrassed, but... the breath of death was gone!

She looked forward, and saw a figure that was not burly, but slender, standing where she had just been.

Then...the sound of a knife entering the body was heard.

Almost instantly, she realized that it was the person in front of her who saved her!

If it weren't for him, he would definitely die!

Immediately afterwards, a head flew up, looking at it, it was Netherworld who wanted to kill her!

Her eyes fell on the back in front of her again.

This back view is somewhat familiar.

Is it him?

The guy she hates?

That... guy who took advantage of her?

Did he save himself?

Before she could finish her thoughts, she saw Xiao Chen covering his abdomen and slowly falling backwards.

Without thinking, she threw away the long sword in her hand, stepped forward, and hugged Xiao Chen who fell backward!

"Um?"

Xiao Chen, who was ready to fall to the ground, suddenly felt that he had fallen into a tender place.

There is no pain, it is warm and very soft.

Xiao Chen was a little surprised, what happened?

He endured the pain and turned around to look, dumbfounded. Nangong Ling?

This girl... won't take the opportunity to retaliate against herself and give herself a sword, right?

Thinking of this, he would rather throw it to the ground: "What, you..."

"Stop talking!"

Nangong Ling interrupted Xiao Chen's words, her voice was far less cold than before, and her small white hands pressed on his wound, trying to help him stop the bleeding.

"Well..."

Being pressed by Nangong Ling like this, Xiao Chen's mouth twitched in pain, but he felt relieved. It seemed that he didn't want to give himself a sword!

Then, he looked at You Ming's head and felt a little proud. This knife was worth it for a life!

"Haha, I asked you to stab me... now you feel better!"

"You can still laugh?"

When Nangong Ling saw that Xiao Chen was still smiling, she glared at him, but her tone softened when she thought of the way he pushed her out and stood in front of her at the moment of life and death.

"You're lucky, don't laugh."

"Oh, don't laugh."

Xiao Chen nodded, he was really lucky!

If his knife hadn't hit Netherworld just now, he might have been the one who died!

Just one more stroke from Netherworld can disembowel him!

Don't look at killing Netherworld with this knife. It seems simple, but in fact it is dangerous!

This time, it was Lady Luck who was on his side.

But Xiao Chen thought about it, he had always had good luck, and he was very charming, and the goddess of luck was always on his side.

Feeling the warmth and softness behind him again, Xiao Chen's body relaxed and he collapsed in Nangong Ling's arms.

He moved his body and raised the corners of his mouth. He didn't realize that this little girl was quite promising!

Nangong Ling didn't know that Xiao Chen was injured and had so many crooked thoughts. She just thought that his posture was uncomfortable and she didn't expect that he would take advantage of it.

But old man Chen came in front of him, looked at Xiao Chen lying in Nangong Ling's arms, and twitched the corner of his mouth, this boy... is really a lucky man!

"Boy, you can't die, can you?"

Old Chen looked at the wound on Xiao Chen's abdomen and asked.

"Well, you can't die, but...it's quite serious. I can't get up. The rest of the battle depends on you, Mr. Chen."

Xiao Chen shook his head and had no intention of getting up again. How comfortable it was to lie in the arms of this beautiful woman!

Moreover, with the deaths of Thors and Netherworld, the Dark Holy See has no chance to make a comeback!

If this can bring about a comeback for the Dark Holy See, then how can the Dragon King’s people have the face to commit suicide one by one!

"snort!"

When Old Chen saw Xiao Chen acting like this, he knew there was nothing wrong with him and looked at Nangong Ling.

"Ling'er, how are you? Are you injured?"
To be continued...