Chapter 472

Wu Chen over there fainted because he was repeatedly hit by Wang Yu and his injuries were too serious.

Wang Yu, on this side, went straight to the end of the corridor and walked into a small room that was not beautifully decorated. The design here is relatively simple. A stone gate is directly displayed in front of Wang Yu. Wang Yu glances at a smooth antique that has been touched and rotates it gently. The stone gate opens with a random "bang".

It was still dark outside. No matter where it was, Wang Yu jumped up with his luck. There was an empty space above. It was actually the courtyard of Wu Chen in the Presbyterian courtyard.

"No wonder Wuchen will find wanhunjing here! It turns out that his backyard is connected with the underground palace!" Xiaohun sighed, but Wang Yu didn't respond.

"Are you all right? Wu Chen's attack was very powerful just now." he asked with concern. Wang Yu just shook his head and still didn't say anything.

He was wearing black night clothes, so he couldn't see any wounds or blood, but once someone approached, he could smell the thick smell of blood from a distance.

Wu Chen's force can't be underestimated. Although Wang Yu showed that he didn't care about his attack, in fact, the pain caused by these injuries is not unbearable for ordinary people.

Before, he faced a double attack. After thinking quickly, he chose to face the attack of Wuchen directly, and then began the injury stage. But if he did it again, Wang Yu would still do it. After all, he prefers to control his own destiny rather than being attacked by unknown things in the rear.

"Wang Yu, I've felt the attack behind you just now. It should be that the fireball of your fire talisman was condensed into water form by Wu Chen. At that time, although it was split in two by your sword, Wu Chen scattered them with force and turned them into small drops of water to attack you."

"HMM." Wang Yu frowned, his feet kept moving, and his goal was clear, moving in the direction of the lonely soul. But he also made a sound to remind Xiaohun that he is not in a coma yet.

"What you did at that time was right. Judging from the density and speed of those water droplets, if you didn't rush to the trap of Wuchen but turned around to deal with it, there was no way to avoid it more, and you will suffer more damage at that time."

The little soul felt that the heat on Wang Yu was losing little by little. He was distressed, but he kept making a noise. He wanted to attract Wang Yu's attention to prevent him from fainting in the air, and then fell down to aggravate his wound.

After a period of time, the gate of the lonely soul finally appeared in front of Wang Yu. He gritted his teeth and took a breath, bypassed the gate directly and ran straight to his courtyard.

Langxing stood in front of Wang Yu's courtyard. At the moment, he looked anxiously outside, waiting for Wang Yu's return.

He went to the underground palace again tonight. Wang Yu told him about it. At the same time, he also told him that it was very likely to be discovered by others tonight. It was a little dangerous.

Although wolf Qing advised many times, Wang Yu insisted on taking action tonight. He had no choice but to wait for Wang Yu's return here.

However, with the moon falling to the west mountain, Wang Yu still didn't come back. Lang Qing really couldn't wait. He believed Wang Yu's hand, but it was possible that something had happened to him after such a long time

"Ah! Wang Yu! You're back at last!"

Lang Qing watched Wang Yu's black figure appear over the courtyard. He exclaimed, and a happy smile immediately appeared on his face. But the next moment, when Wang Yu approached him, the smell of blood on his body made him frown again.

Wang Yu is hurt!

Wolf Qing rushed forward and wanted to ask questions about tonight, but before he approached Wang Yu, Wang Yu's body seemed to have no support, and he was going to fall down.

"Door master!"

Wolf Qing exclaimed, but immediately suppressed his voice. He hugged Wang Yu before he fell to the ground. He was anxious and secretly lucky. He raised his feet and took Wang Yu to the room.

When she got to the bright room, Lang Qing saw that Wang Yu was already sweating. His lips had turned white because of excessive blood loss. Even his hands were cold.

Langqing carefully put him on the bed, but found that all his white clothes were stained with blood on Wang Yu.

"This... What happened..."

He whispered, but did not hesitate. He quickly walked out of the room, called a trusted dark guard and asked him to call the best doctor here.

After giving orders, Lang Qing returned to the room again, lit the light and carefully took off Wang Yu's night clothes soaked with blood.

After taking off all his coats, Wang Yu's thin upper body was exposed, and his blood color mixed with his wheat skin. It looked strange.

But what surprised Lang Qing was not the skin color and the blood stains on Wang Yu, but the large or small scars attached to Wang Yu. Some had faded, while others had just scabbed.

What has he been through before