Chapter 1293 Quan Yong In the clear stream, there was a young man, his face was as white as paper, there was no color, and his body was even more miserable, cracked everywhere, his skin was open, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and they were broken, he was very human, his eyes were closed, he was in a coma, and he was flowing down in the river.

"It's a dead man, leave it alone!"

A stout man glanced at it and said in a rough voice.

Because, on his shoulders, he was still carrying two lion-shaped beasts weighing hundreds of pounds, and along the way, even if he was already at the peak of the martial spirit realm, it was not so comfortable.

His words won the approval of most people, because the man in the stream obviously did not breathe.

Moreover, even if he was still alive, it would be almost impossible to heal with such severe wounds on his body!

"Wait!"

The man who was called Brother Quan, and the only one in the group who had been promoted to the Martial Sect, was staring at the left chest of the young man who was soaking in the stream.

There, there was a slight shaky arc, although it was not large, but it was clearly visible with his sharp gaze.

And the heartbeat!

"Whoa!"

At his signal, the four men jumped into the water and carefully rescued the young man from the stream.

"He's not dead yet!"

Stretching out two fingers and placing them on the young man's left chest, the man named Quan Ge said in a rather surprised tone.

"Not dead?"

The strong man carrying the beast had his eyes widened.

The young man salvaged in front of him had a large area of his body shattered, his chest collapsed, his broken bones broke out, the wounds everywhere were soaked in the stream and turned white, and the blood seemed to have dried up.

These people from the small village were a little incredulous, but it seemed that this whole brother was very authoritative in their minds, and after he spoke, no one questioned it.

"This is not an ordinary person!"

Glancing at the scars on the young man's body, the man named Brother Quan's eyes lit up.

Not to mention anything else, it is really not easy for a person to be injured like this, and besides, with such a trauma, he can still or, this is even more weird!

"Brother Quan, even if he doesn't die, he is absolutely useless, we don't need to care about him, right? Besides, who knows if he is a good person or a bad person? Why bother yourself?"

The strong man with the beast muttered again.

These two beasts are really heavy today!

However, his words spoke the hearts of the group.

Brother Quan frowned, and he also agreed with their words in his heart, and just as he was about to stand up, he saw that a small wound on the young man's body in front of him had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then he saw that the wound had scabbed over, then collapsed, and even quickly returned to its normal complexion.

"This ......"

The whole brother who saw the scene in front of him was dumbfounded, and his pupils revealed a shocked look, and after a long time, under the urging of the people on the side, he reacted and made a positive decision, "Take him back first!"

Although the crowd was a little reluctant, they still made a simple bracket and carried the young man back to the small mountain village.

The people of the mountain village were relatively simple, and the two beasts were quickly divided between each family, and the rescued young man was placed in the family of the whole brother.

Quan Ge's name is Quan Yong, in fact, he is not from this village, but he came to this small village more than ten years ago, when he was seriously injured, he came here with a baby girl, because he has good strength, he rescued the villagers several times when hunting in the mountains, and the people of the small village quickly accepted it, and because of his existence, the casualties of the people in the village have decreased, and they have never been hungry again, that is, they have won the respect of the villagers.

This stay is more than ten years have passed, and in normal times, Quan Yong goes out to hunt with the villagers every day, but when he is alone, his eyes are filled with a touch of vicissitudes and grief.

Therefore, the old people in the village all said that he was a man with a story, but whenever someone asked, he never answered, and he never even said who the mother of the baby girl was!

Quan Yong's house, at the north end of the village, a group of people carried the young man to the door of the house, the door was opened, a delicate-looking, wearing a coarse cloth girl walked out of the room, seeing this scene, suddenly a little stunned, however, the stretcher was not on the Quan Yong, she was relieved, with a pure smile on her face, the young people who looked at it were a little dazed.

"Rong Rong, you get out of the way first!"

Jeon Yong walked over, pulled his daughter aside, and ordered a few young men to send the battered young man into his room.

After a while, a few young people settled everything and left here, and Quan Yong returned to the room.

"Daddy, who is he, why is he so badly injured?"

Looking at the young man on the bed with his eyes closed, a look of curiosity flashed in Quan Rongrong's bright eyes, and he asked Quan Yong who walked in.

"I don't know the way, I met in the mountains, but there should be salvation!"

When facing his daughter, Jeon Yong's eyes showed a loving look, rubbed the top of the girl's head, and motioned for her to leave.

"Sure enough, the wounds on his body were able to heal on their own!"

Quan Yong's eyes were once again on a tiny wound on the young man's body, and sure enough, after he observed it for a while, the wound healed naturally, and there was no trace of it at all, as if the wound just now did not exist at all.

After observing many places in a row, Quan Yong was able to determine that the young man in front of him did have the ability to recover himself, and the recovery speed was very amazing.

Moreover, after his observation, whether it was the large wounds or the broken bones, they were healing and recovering at a slow pace......

"Hiss......"

He smacked his tongue and took a light breath, a look of horror in his eyes.

The speed of this recovery is simply shocking, and Quan Yong is the most well-informed person in this small village, and at this moment, he can't come back to his senses.

"Certainly not a simple person!"

There was a gleam in his eyes, and then he walked out of the mountain, and it was not until it was almost night that he came out of the mountain with a beast on his back and a handful of herbs.