Chapter 271: Countercurrent again

Looking at Ye Feng who was beaten on the ground, Fiona sitting on the bed wanted to stop this group of people.
Unable to use swordsmanship, she could only grab one of them by the arm and entangle it firmly to prevent him from hitting Ye Feng.
However, the man waved his hand softly, and the weak Fiona hit the wall. She is too fragile like this and can't do anything.
Persevering, she entangled several times, and was thrown back to the bed without exception. Finally, his ankles became more swollen under the rough treatment of these people.
"Don't fight anymore, he will die!"
Fiona shuddered, curled up in the corner of the bed, tightly against the wall. She feels so useless, how good would she be if she could use swordsmanship?
As a woman with extraordinary talents in swordsmanship since she was a child, it was the first time she experienced this kind of helplessness.
The wounds on Ye Feng's body became heavier and heavier, and even blood was constantly flowing out, forming a pool of scarlet blood.
Fiona covered her nose and mouth, closed her eyes and trembled, sobbing silently. Now she could help Ye Feng with nothing but sobbing. And she didn't want to see him violently beaten by this group of people anymore, and she was afraid she would faint after watching.
His head was blank, Ye Feng's forehead on the ground leaked a trace of sweat, and the oily sweat covered his hideous face that was distorted by pain.
He gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and refused to scream. The wheezing became heavier and the heartbeat became more and more disordered.
But as time passed, his breath slowly began to weaken, and his beating heart slowed down and stopped suddenly.
The keen Fiona also noticed that Ye Feng's anger was fading away. She opened her crying red eyes, her whole body trembling, and there was a sense of despair and powerlessness in her eyes.
"He really is dying... please let him go, okay?"
However, no one was soft-hearted because of Fiona's humble begging attitude, and they continued to beat Ye Feng's body violently.
"Woohoo..."
Fiona's humble cabin echoed with her helpless sobbing and the ridicule of Planck's men.
Gradually, Ye Feng's hideous face distorted by pain no longer twitched. He seemed to have lost consciousness and felt no pain.
Fiona's sobbing sound became weaker and weaker, becoming indistinct. The line of sight in his eyes also blurred, and his pupils were so dim that they lost their light.
His consciousness gradually became dizzy, and his heavy eyelids could not resist the sleepiness that swept his body and closed.
When several Planck's men saw Ye Feng motionless, they also stopped.
Looking at Ye Feng, who was unconscious and covered in blood, the cook showed a relieved expression. He squatted down and touched the tip of Ye Feng's nose before smiling, "This kid still has a breath, but if he doesn't stop the bleeding from so many injuries, he will soon die."
"Miss Fiona, this brat is dead. Master Planck said you are very useful and want us to take you back. As long as you are willing to be loyal to him, he can unlock your imprisoned power for you."
Listening to the bald chef's words, Fiona wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't think about it!"
The cook had guessed that Fiona would answer like this early in the morning, and he didn't say much. She and a few other brothers left the small room under an umbrella with her barefoot.
Despite Fiona's desperate struggle, she still couldn't hold back these people because of her weakness.
But Ye Feng's vitality, who fell on the ground and lost consciousness, became more and more bleak, and he was about to die, but the magic of the moon hidden in his body was about to move.
The brilliance of the moonlight was as soft as catkins, entwining his body. The magical power of the surging moon turned into violent magical power flowing back into every inch of his skin in his body.
The moon-like magic pattern appeared on his body, gleaming with a faint gleam. Even his hair was dyed into moonlight under the infusion of the moon's magic countercurrent.
A thin line of moonlight cracked from under his left eye, and a moonlight crack appeared on the left half of his face.
Ye Feng, who was dizzy in consciousness, slowly opened his eyes under the raging magic of the countercurrent, and his eyes were also covered with a faint mist of moonlight.
The surging magic of the moon made the space around him tremble faintly.
Walking out of Fiona's cabin slowly, Ye Feng's eyes filled with hazy moonlight shot out a terrifying light. Invisible, a faint killing accident vented out, rushing to the few Planck's men who hadn't gone far.
It burst out, and Ye Feng flew towards those people. A light sword of the moon slowly condensed with his right hand, and instantly cut off the head of the cook who was holding Fiona's hand.
Ye Feng? Fiona, who broke free, took a breath, and it was the first time she saw him in this state.
And those little brothers saw that the cook fell like this, coupled with Ye Feng's hideous expression like a ghost, they immediately flee in fright.
The corner of his mouth curled slightly, and Ye Feng showed a contemptuous and bloodthirsty smile. He quickly caught up with one of them, and the lightsaber in his hand instantly opened a big hole in that person's abdomen.
So fast! Fiona's pupils shrank slightly. From Ye Feng's body and energy fluctuations just now, she could not feel a trace of sword-related aura, on the contrary, she also revealed powerful magical fluctuations.
And with Ye Feng's speed and magic power, even if she didn't use her full strength, he could be killed instantly.
Although she was shocked in her heart, she didn't see that Ye Feng was out of control and she was secretly happy for him. Unexpectedly, he had such a strong magic power before he knew it.
But she was still a little dissatisfied, dissatisfied that Ye Feng didn't tell her that he can still magic. Later, she must ask him carefully what happened when he was not with her. She must understand him well!
Soon, the remaining few people were all slaughtered by Ye Feng who was out of control.
A sense of relief swept through his body, and the magic of the countercurrent moon quietly faded, hiding back into his body. The flickering magic lines on the body gradually dimmed until it disappeared.
The wounds were not covered by the magic of the moon, and they were instantly seen by Fiona. She dragged her crippled feet and trot to Ye Feng's side. Before she could ask him how he was injured, he passed out in her arms.
"Ye Feng?"
Fiona was a little dazed, she shook Ye Feng in her arms, but did not see him wake up.
The slender jade hand fell on the tip of Ye Feng's nose, and Fiona felt his breath nervously. The breath that was so weak that she was about to disappear scared her to withdraw her hand instantly.
Yu Xin couldn't bear to look at the bleeding wounds on Ye Feng's body, and Fiona's eyes gradually moistened.
The black dress on her body was dampened by the rain, and limping while walking, she picked up the Mo Yu sword, stubbornly hugged Ye Feng and went to the doctor.
"Wood?"
At this time, a familiar voice came from the front. Fiona fixed her eyes, the voice was made by Sarah who had just arrived.
The bruised Ye Feng leaned against Fiona's dying appearance, and Sarah trembled. She walked to Fiona tremblingly and touched the lethargic Ye Feng.
Looking at Fiona who was barefoot again, the swelling of Fiona's left ankle naturally fell into her eyes. Sarah looked complicated and said, "I'll take Wood back to the villa and call a doctor by the way."
Fiona nodded, and handed Ye Feng in her arms to Sarah.
Holding Ye Feng tightly, Sarah hurried back without stopping.
The majestic rain was still falling, and her and Fiona's figures were soon submerged by the rain and disappeared at the end of the street.
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