Mu Ping walked along the corridor, and soon saw three black shadows lying in front of him, it was the three heavily armed special combat team members, at this moment, they were curled up on the ground, unconscious.

He reached out and touched the necks of the three people one by one, and found that the pulse was still beating faintly,

The three of them fainted due to leg injuries, excessive bleeding, and missile shock wave shocks, and this small injury is not a big problem for Mu Ping to treat.

Mu Ping, Da Mao, and Xiao Wu dragged the three of them back to the place just now, since Princess Wulan dared to light up the night pearl here, he analyzed that this must be a place where others rarely paid attention, and the facts confirmed his judgment, here is a twist and turn, even if a bonfire is lit, others may be difficult to detect.

Of course, this is just an analogy, lighting a bonfire will inevitably produce thick smoke, and before others find out, they may have to smoke it well.

Mu Ping patted the ring, and suddenly flew out of a piece of refining material, inlaid the night pearl on the material, and hung it on the roof of the shed.

The whole space is as bright as day.

Concentrating, Mu Ping began to check the injuries of the three people one by one, and found that one of the three had been shot six times in both legs, and the bones of his right leg were only connected by a layer of skin, and the flesh was turned outward, and it was covered with sand. The other two were also shot three times in the leg, the bullet was still embedded in the flesh, and the bullet in one of the wounded was stuck in the crack of the bone, and the impact and lethality of this type of submachine gun bullet should definitely not be underestimated, otherwise, those terrorists in the Middle East would not have regarded this submachine gun as an artifact.

If an ordinary doctor comes to treat it, there is only one way, which is to amputate the limb, but to Mu Ping, these are all trivial, but it is impossible to make up for the blood that flows out in a short time.

He dragged the seriously wounded man aside first, because the blood on his leg had been blocked by sand, although the injury was serious, it was no problem to hold on for another hour or two, but it was only a little troublesome, so he put it last. And the two who were each shot three times, it was easier to treat, and they were placed in front.

He put his hands on the eyebrows of the two lightly wounded men, and his strength was released, and the pinprick-like pain made them open their eyes in a flash.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found a man sitting across from him.

"Team Leader Mu, where is this......? Don't...... We're not dead?" the two looked around in confusion.

"Of course you're not dead, how can you die?" Mu Ping smiled faintly.

"Did you save us?" The two recalled the moment when the missile flew, and couldn't help but feel cold, they were ready to sacrifice for the motherland and the people from the day they became soldiers, but they didn't expect this day to come so early, seeing the scene where Mu Ping shook them away and flew to them, they were shocked, or moved in their hearts.

"This is a comrade-in-arms, this is the feeling that blood is thicker than water!" Therefore, before falling into a coma, they secretly decided that as long as they could live, no matter what kind of physical injury they suffered, as long as they were left with a breath, they made up their minds as a friend of Mu Ping!

Now, seeing that Mu Ping is still with them, the two of them have tears in their eyes, their lips spurt, and they can't speak.

"Don't speak, pay attention to maintaining your strength!" Mu Ping made a silent gesture and said, "Now this group will heal you." ”

"Healing? Shouldn't it be said that surgery or bandaging? Why is it healing?

The two of them were puzzled, but they still nodded ignorantly.

Aside from the rescue link, after a few days of contact, their three views were greatly shaken, especially when Mu Ping waved his hand, so that the ancient town that had been buried for thousands of years - Xifengkou Town saw the light of day again, which is a feat that only a god can do, but it happened to this young man of the same age as them.

Mu Ping didn't know that the two of them would work so hard for a while, and they would come up with so many ideas, even if they knew, he wouldn't care. Seeing that the two of them were quiet, he let out a sigh of relief, stabbed and tore the pants of one of the special operators open, and defecated on his injured left leg

Gently patting, "popping and clicking", the slapping sound is extremely even, like a girl pouring toner on her face.

With the slapping, a trace of strength slowly penetrated from the skin, repairing the damaged muscle tissue on his leg, as the slapping sound became louder and louder, the muscles on the wounded's leg turned from white to red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the slightest blood with sand particles flowed out of the gun's eye one by one.

"Smack——!

In the end, Mu Ping slapped it heavily, and the three bullets jumped out of the three gun holes, and Mu Ping grabbed them in his hand.

"Whew-"

He let out a sigh of relief, Rao is he had reached the peak consummation of the ninth layer of the foundation building period, and after such a while, his forehead was also slightly sweaty.

This kind of slapping looks simple, but it contains a superior technique, the strength is lighter, it does not have a little effect, the force is greater, and the damage caused is much heavier than that bullet, after all, the other party is just an ordinary person, and all aspects of the body are not comparable to monks.

This is the first time he has used this cultivation method to heal ordinary people, and the other party is still a hot weapon, if it is a monk, he goes down with a pill, the other party breathes and breathes, and heals immediately, but these two people are **mortals, how can they breathe and breathe? Therefore, it is completely dependent on his own strength, and the proportional grasp must be just right.

If Da Mao made a move, I am afraid that he would not cure the person, so he slapped his leg into a comminuted fracture.

Mu Ping took out a Qi Replenishing Pill and swallowed it, then he took out a pill from the Na ring, crushed it, and sprinkled it evenly on the three gun holes, and pressed it three times with his strength to let the medicinal power spread as much as possible, and then reached out and wiped it.

Then he said, "You stand up and take a few steps." ”

"What?" The wounded man was immediately petrified, he couldn't believe his ears, in his heart, he had been shot three times, and he was so seriously injured, even if he didn't amputate his leg, it wouldn't be much better, he was ready to be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, or limp and walk...... This...... Isn't that too mysterious?

But the facts are in front of him, he can't help but believe it, with the help of the light of Mu Pingye's pearl, he saw the flesh skin on the outside of the three egg-sized gun holes on his legs, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, except that the color is a little dark, he can't see anything unusual, and his hand touches it, without any pain and numbness.

He leaned against the wall, tried to get up, took two more steps forward, and found that the leg was the same as the good leg, and if it weren't for the excessive bleeding and a little dizziness in his head, he even suspected that he hadn't been shot at all!

"Eat this. "Mu Ping is also a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the West Heaven, and as soon as he pats the ring, he takes out a yellow pill, which is a blood and qi pill, which is made casually with the waste materials of the blood tonic pill, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

The pill melted in his mouth, and the wounded person took the pill, his face immediately turned red, his limbs sweated, and he felt that a force rose from the dantian, and his whole body was suddenly full of strength, if he was asked to go to bullfighting now, he would not hesitate to rush forward.

"What's your name?" Mu Ping spoke.

"Report to Team Leader Mu, my name is Lin Feng, with the rank of second lieutenant, and the platoon leader of the first platoon of the Special Forces Brigade. Lin Feng smiled and saluted Mu Ping with a standard military salute.

"Platoon Commander Lin, sit down, you have just recovered now, and it is not appropriate to exercise more. ”

"Yes, Team Leader Mu!" Lin Feng instantly resurrected with full blood.

"Team Leader Mu, my name is Wang Sanqiang, a soldier in the first platoon of the special forces brigade, with the rank of sergeant. The young man lying on the ground saw that Lin Feng was already jumping around, and he didn't feel a little anxious, so he hurriedly spoke.

"Hmm!" Mu Ping nodded, "Sanqiang, your situation is still a little different from Lin Feng, there is a bullet in your right leg that is stuck in the crack of the bone, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

"Team Leader Mu

, I ......" Wang Sanqiang's lips spurted, and there were tears flashing in his eyes, although he tried his best to control it, the tears still flowed involuntarily.

"Team Leader Mu, please, think of a way for Sanqiang, he can't be without legs. Lin Feng spoke anxiously.

"Yes, Team Leader Mu, my family is rural, my father is sick, paralyzed in bed, my mother is not very good, always recognize others as me, my brother also pointed to me to send living expenses every month to study, I beg you, don't let me amputate!" Wang Sanqiang couldn't hold back anymore and cried bitterly.

Looking at the simple soldier in front of him, Mu Ping also had tears in his eyes, what kind of people are these people, they would rather give up their small family for the sake of the country and everyone! There is such a group of people in Huaxia guarding it, how can it be unstable? How can it not be rich and strong!

"Sanqiang, you misunderstood, when I said psychological preparation, I just mean that it will be more painful!" Mu Ping smiled slightly.

"Ah, it's not an amputation, but I'm scared to death!" With a snort, Wang Sanqiang laughed, that smile was covered in tears, that's right, just crying and laughing, laughing and crying, that smile looked sad, full of excitement and gratitude.

The softest part of Mu Ping's heart seemed to have been stabbed by something, he had lived for more than two thousand and one hundred years, he had seen all kinds of people, and he thought that he had seen everything, but now when he saw these two ordinary soldiers, a kind of responsibility rose in his heart, it was a kind of blood that had been subsided for two thousand years, it was a belated passion! He felt that his whole body was ignited, as if he had returned to those years of burning passion in the cultivation realm!

What is the cause? Helping others to avoid suffering is the best cause!

Suddenly, Mu Ping felt as if he had suddenly realized that the light of the avenue extended in front of him, paving a bright path of light, which continued to move forward...... Extend......

Is this the avenue of cause and effect?

"Three strong, are you ready?"

After feeling a hundred breaths, Mu Ping opened his eyes at this time, and a smile immediately climbed to the corner of his mouth.

"Team Leader Mu, come on, if Sanqiang snorts, he won't be a special combat member!" Immediately, Wang Sanqiang bit his lower lip.

"Lin Feng, do me a favor, hold down Sanqiang's legs!"

Mu Ping first sealed the acupuncture points around the bullet that drilled into the bone with his strength to minimize the blood flow, and then he began to shoot, and a quarter of an hour later, two bullets "swooped" out of the bullet hole, but the last bullet did not come out anyway.

"Hold on!" Wen can't do it, he can only come to martial arts.

Mu Ping took out a dagger, roasted it on a lighter for a while, disinfected the poison, and dug it down with a knife at the bullet hole in Wang Sanqiang's leg.

Wang Sanqiang bit his clothes in his mouth, didn't say a word, and let the blood flow out.

Mu Ping was not lazy, reached out and clamped the warhead with two fingers, and with a gentle force, the warhead was slowly pulled out of the bone, and fell to the ground with a "dang bang".

He stretched out his hand and wiped a handful on the bloody wound, and the blood stopped flowing, and then he suddenly had an extra pill in his hand, sprinkled it on the wound as usual, and took out a blood and qi tonifying pill for Wang Sanqiang to take.

From beginning to end, Wang Sanqiang didn't snort, even though the clothes on his forehead and back were wet with sweat.

"Good job, Sanqiang!" Mu Ping couldn't help but stretch out his big finger.

"Hehe," Wang Sanqiang scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, smiled innocently, and said, "Team Leader Mu, can I stand up now?"

"Absolutely. Mu Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile.

Wang Sanqiang sat up slowly, leaning on the smooth stone wall. As if a toddler, the baby tentatively took a few steps forward, then walked briskly, and then jumped twice, "I can stand up, I can stand up again!"

Screaming, screaming, there were big tears pouring out of his eyes.