Chapter 847: Who counts who

After all, she was exhausted to the extreme, supporting her with a single breath, and when she dragged Di Shiyin to climb the island, she was almost exhausted, and she never wanted to move on a big rock.
She gasped for a few breaths, and looked at the Emperor Shiyin next to him, seeing that he was wet all over the body, a rare wolverine, and he was lying on her side, her eyes slightly closed, still.
"Master, how are you?" Luo Qingyu was uneasy and pushed him.
Di Shiyin remained still, with long eyelashes covering his eyes and face, and his lips were faint.
He won't faint? !!
Luo Qingyu was uneasy, and forced himself to sit up struggling. He took off the fox mask on his face, looked at his face, and jumped in his heart!
Emperor Shiyin's face was pale with dark blue, like a sign of poisoning.
Luo Qingyu shook her fist, and she only remembered the scales and half-claws about the grievances in her body, and she remembered that there was a group of blood-red things competing with her for control of the body.
She was tired and dying at the time, but felt that this blood red thing would be bad for Emperor's release, so she robbed her consciously, but she used all her strength to stop it for only a moment--
Then she fell asleep again, and when she woke up again, it was Feng Xiaoxun who threatened her with the release of Emperor.
She knows that by her own efforts, she is not Feng Xun's opponent at all. If she blindly shots, it will only make things worse.
So she kept trying to pretend to sleep, paralyzed Xiao Xun's nerves, so that he would not suspect her in her arms, waiting for the opportunity of a smash kill-
She finally caught the chance, but unfortunately Feng Xun's effort was too high, her blow could not be fatal, and she had to escape with the emperor's release ...
Now they finally escaped the clutches of Feng Xiaoxun, but they were not safe. Feng Xiaoxun would not let them go like this.
Definitely will fight desperately, if it falls into his hands ...
Luo Qingyu almost dared not think about it!
"Master!" Luo Qingyu pushed Shidi again, and Shidi still did not move.
It was the first time she saw the pale and embarrassing emperor's release, and her heart was uneasy.
When she was chased and killed by Feng Xiaoxun the most downcast and helpless, she had a hope in her heart, expecting that the Great Master came down from the sky and saved her from fire and water. And the Great Master did not make her truly desperate, and appeared several times in her most critical situations--
Now, it is she and him who are suffering at the same time, and the enemies are around, and where can she expect to rescue the soldiers? !!
Once again, I hate that I'm not strong enough. I can only seek his protection, but I can't really protect him—
A whistle of self-blame was raised in her heart, and Di Shiyin leaned over and hugged him, laying him on her lap.
How could he make it look like this? Where did he get hurt? !!
She shook his veins, his pulse was scattered and faint, apparently seriously injured.
She inspected him again, and finally found that there was a dark wound on his chest, the size of a palm, the skin was blackened, as if it had been burned by the fire.