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Chapter 404 Mo Ran is dead?



Chapter 404 Mo Ran is dead?

In an instant, dozens of dragons of different colors flew into the sky and approached the black dragon.

Mo Ran seemed to realize that these dragons were going to harm him, and he roared and started fighting with them. He Jiaojiao was terrified watching from below, but Xing Ci and Zhutian, the two flying beasts, were injured and could not help Mo Ran at all.

"Chief, aren't you going too far?"

He Jiaojiao roared angrily. If she could, she would have wanted to go up and give Old Bidden a big slap in the face.

"For the future of the dragon clan, sacrificing Mo Ran is the most appropriate thing to do."

Listen, is this human language?

He Jiaojiao was really mad. Just as she was about to speak, she saw a blue light shooting towards the patriarch.

"Oh, you little brat, you dare to attack this clan leader!"

The clan leader glanced at the snake cubs behind He Jiaojiao, sneered, and released his coercive power. The cubs were immediately forced to kneel on the ground under the oppression.

"How dare you..." He Jiaojiao was really going crazy. This old guy was such a bastard that he actually attacked such a young kid.

She looked around, but unfortunately there was no weapon that was suitable for her.

Oh, right, weapons!

He Jiaojiao stretched out her hand, and the rocket launcher that was used to bomb Xingci appeared in her hand.

The clan leader looked at what was in He Jiaojiao's hand in surprise. Just as he was about to ask, he found that He Jiaojiao was pointing the black cannon barrel at him.

"go to hell!"

He Jiaojiao fired directly at the patriarch without any hesitation.

Although the patriarch didn't know what was in He Jiaojiao's hand, he instinctively felt that the thing would cause harm to him, so he quickly raised his hand to block it.

There was a loud rumbling sound and thick smoke billowed.

"Jiaojiao..."

Tao Tao came to He Jiaojiao, grabbed her arm, and pointed to the position of the clan leader worriedly, "Is he dead?"

He Jiaojiao held her breath nervously. She was not sure whether the old guy was dead or not. If he was not dead, she didn't mind hitting him again.

When the smoke cleared, Tao Tao couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw the old patriarch's appearance clearly. He Jiaojiao, standing beside her, almost couldn't hold back her laughter either. If she hadn't pinched her thigh tightly, she would have laughed even louder than Tao Tao.

"He Jiaojiao..." The clan leader opened his mouth and a puff of smoke came out of it. Then he started coughing violently. After coughing, he pointed at the thing in He Jiaojiao's hand and asked in horror, "What's that in your hand?"

He Jiaojiao curled her lips and smiled, "Of course it's something that can take your life."

After saying that, He Jiaojiao aimed at the old patriarch again.

At this moment, a huge dragon roar came from the sky. He Jiaojiao subconsciously looked up and saw Mo Ran falling straight from the sky.

In an instant, He Jiaojiao's eyes were bloodshot, and she didn't care about dealing with the old patriarch. She raised her foot and ran towards the place where Mo Ran fell.

When the old patriarch saw Mo Ran falling, he couldn't help laughing. It seemed that his men had succeeded.

When He Jiaojiao and her friends arrived at the place where Mo Ran fell, they saw that the whole area was burnt and Mo Ran was lying in a deep pit with his breath barely alive.

"Aran!"

He Jiaojiao stumbled and crawled to Mo Ran's side, reaching out to touch him, but seeing that Mo Ran was covered in blood, she didn't dare to move, for fear of hurting him.

Mo Ran opened his eyes and saw He Jiaojiao crying. He hurriedly raised his hand to comfort her, but when he saw that his hands were too dirty, he was about to retract them.

"Aran, how are you?"

He Jiaojiao grabbed Mo Ran's hand and put it on her face.

"I'm fine..."

He Jiaojiao cried even harder now. She glanced at Mo Ran's chest, where blood was constantly oozing out, and hurriedly said to Zhu Xiong, "Azhu, come over and take a look."

Zhu Xiong hurried over and saw that Mo Ran was seriously injured, so he quickly began to use his supernatural powers to help Mo Ran heal his injuries.

But soon Zhuxiong panicked because the blood on Mo Ran's chest could not be stopped, but he really didn't know how to tell He Jiaojiao.

"No." Looking at the wound that was still bleeding, He Jiaojiao was terrified. She freed one hand and pressed it tightly, trying to slow down the bleeding.

"There must be a way, there must be... yes, a way..." He Jiaojiao suddenly thought of Lingquan. Since Lingquan can cure all diseases, it should be able to stop bleeding.

Regardless of whether it works or not, He Jiaojiao immediately took out the spiritual spring water and fed some to Mo Ran.

But strangely, the blood from the wound didn't seem to stop.

Looking at the large pool of blood under Mo Ran and his increasingly pale face, He Jiaojiao became even more anxious. If this continued, Mo Ran's blood would run dry sooner or later.

"How to do how to do?"

He Jiaojiao's tears fell like pearls from a broken string. She was really scared that Mo Ran would leave her like this.

"Jiaojiao, don't cry..."

Seeing He Jiaojiao like this, Mo Ran felt very distressed, but he had tried, but failed. But fortunately, Jiaojiao and the others were fine, so he was relieved.

"Aci, you are also a dragon, do you have any ideas?"

He Jiaojiao looked at Xing Ci crying. Xing Ci was also helpless. Mo Ran’s heart-protecting scales were gone, and he was seriously injured. Even he had no way to help.

Seeing that Mo Ran's eyes were about to close, He Jiaojiao panicked and shouted Mo Ran's name loudly, asking him not to sleep.

But in the end, Mo Ran couldn't help it and closed his eyes.

"Aran!"

He Jiaojiao's cries echoed throughout the earth, startling the birds in the forest and making them fly away.

Holding Mo Ran's icy body, He Jiaojiao started crying, but later her tears seemed to have dried up. She sat beside Mo Ran woodenly, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

"Jiaojiao..."

Lin Feng wanted to go forward and pull He Jiaojiao, but was stopped by Yuan.

"But Mo Ran is already dead. If Jiaojiao continues like this, her body won't be able to bear it."

Everyone understood these principles, but they all knew Jiaojiao's feelings for Mo Ran. Mo Ran was in this state now, and if Jiaojiao was not allowed to accompany him, Jiaojiao would definitely be more painful.

This went on until dark.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Xing Ci gritted his teeth, stepped forward and knocked He Jiaojiao unconscious.

"Xingci, what are you doing?"

Zhu Xiong was startled and subconsciously caught He Jiaojiao.

"Take the person back first."

Xing Ci said this, picked up Mo Ran, and walked towards the courtyard.

Looking at the unconscious He Jiaojiao in his arms, Zhu Xiong felt distressed. Indeed, it would not be possible to stay here forever. He had to take her back first.

So everyone returned to the courtyard.

The yard lost its former vitality and everyone sat there in silence.

In the main room, Mo Ran's body had been cleaned and covered in a new hide. He Jiaojiao was placed in a side room nearby. It was unclear whether she was unwilling to wake up or was simply too heartbroken.

"What should we do now? Should we let Mo Ran rest in peace?"

Lin Feng looked at everyone's depressed mood, walked back and forth several times and asked.


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