At this time, Feng'er's father was ready to go, and seven or eight other residents of Mixian Town, neatly armed, armed with swords and swords, were ready to set off. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But seeing Feng'er running over in a panic, his expression was panicked, and when he asked, he realized that it was Han Xiao's "recurrence of old injuries" and fell into a coma again.

Feng'er's father hesitated for a while, but a bald man with a big knife in his hand said with a smile: "Brother Zhu Changluo, since your patient has not yet recovered, you don't have to participate in this exploration. This Broken Blade Void is just some wooden metal statues, with the seven of us joining forces, why fear them with thousands of troops? ”

Zhu Changluo thought about it, even a cultivator of the Creation Realm in Han Xiao could escape alive, and with the seven of them, there should be no danger to his life.

And he is only a little more skilled in medicine, but his cultivation is much worse than them, and he can't help much if he goes, so he nodded and said, "Okay, but you still have to be more careful." You should bring this medicine box, it may be useful. ”

After speaking, he handed his medicine box to the bald man.

"Well, then you can wait for our good news in Misty Town. The bald man stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Changluo's shoulder, waved his big hand, and beckoned several other people to embark on the journey.

"Daddy, you...... Hurry up and save the big brother. Feng'er firmly remembered Han Xiao's words in her heart, and urged her father to go home to heal Han Xiao's injuries.

Zhu Changluo had no choice but to hurry back home, ready to start treating Han Xiao.

And Han Xiao had already sunk into a state of fetal breathing, no matter how Zhu Changluo treated, pinched people, and pierced silver needles, he never breathed.

Zhu Changluo probed Han Xiao's pulse and saw that he had no breath at all, and his heartbeat had stopped. Beads of sweat the size of beans suddenly appeared on his head, and he turned his head to Feng'er and asked, "Han Gongzi didn't have a good time before, why did he become like this in a blink of an eye?"

"I ...... I don't know, woo woo......" Feng'er shook her head again and again, her little eyes were red, and she thought that Han Xiao had really beaten himself to death in order to help him keep his father.

After spending a long day's effort, Han Xiao was finally "rescued" by Zhu Changluo, opened his eyes, and looked around blankly: "What's wrong with me?"

Zhu Changluo let out a sigh, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and guessed: "I think it should be that you have lost too much blood, your vitality is exhausted, and you can't bear the joy and sorrow, so it causes shock and suffocation." But now your pulse should be stable, you should be fine, just take a good rest. ”

After speaking, he turned around and prescribed a prescription for blood nourishing and nourishing the spirit, handed it to Feng'er who was standing aside and said, "Feng'er, you go and ask your sister to grab the medicine and decoction it, and send it to Han Gongzi to take." I'm going to the hall master to get my life done. ”

Feng'er took the prescription, but she was still a little shocked. At this time, seeing Han Xiao winking at him, he was relieved, and hurriedly rushed out with the prescription......

At this point, Han Xiao also began a long career of recuperation.

The injuries he sustained this time were the worst in his life. He was first injured by Yang Xu's "Qiankun One Sword", and then drove the Burning Sky Wheel to fall from the sky. Later, he fought bloodily in the "Broken Blade Void Realm", causing him to be riddled with internal and external injuries, and he lay down for half a month before he fully recovered.

During this period, Han Xiao practiced the "Circumferential Six Void Gong" and "Heavenly Extreme Nine Turns Xuangong" every day, and guided the two systems of ice and fire in his body to begin to impact the barriers of the Heavenly Destiny Realm.

His realm can be said to have reached a critical point, as long as he survives the Creation and Transformation Thunder Tribulation, he can achieve the three realms of Nirvana.

It's a pity that it seems to be affected by the rules of heaven and earth in this world, Han Xiao can't trigger the Creation Tribulation Thunder here at all, and he can't cross the tribulation, so naturally he can't break through to the Heavenly Destiny Realm.

On this day, he got up from his hospital bed and finally walked out of the room for the first time.

After lying down for half a month, Han Xiao felt that his limbs were about to degenerate, he stretched his waist for a long time, and his entire spirit and spirit had reached a peak state.

Perhaps because the realm has reached a critical point of breakthrough, his current aura is like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, with a sharp edge, even if it is not deliberately urged, but it naturally exudes a momentum that is not angry and self-threatening.

Therefore, when Zhu Changluo's family faced Han Xiao, they unconsciously revealed a sense of awe, which made Han Xiao a little distressed.

Perhaps, only after a real breakthrough can Han Xiao return to his roots and be free to retract.

Standing in front of the door, Han Xiao looked up at the bright sunshine, only to find that the surrounding scenery was actually very charming. The verdant bamboo forest, the smooth gravel road, and a small river trickling through.

Han Xiao really couldn't believe that this was actually a corner of the place where the gods were buried.

In the courtyard, Feng'er and his sister Zhu Ying were decocting medicine, and when they saw Han Xiao going out, they all put down their things and ran quickly to help.

"No, I'm all right. Han Xiao waved his hand, smiled at the two siblings, and walked to a stone bench in the courtyard and sat down.

Feng'er gritted her teeth, and finally couldn't hold it back, stood beside him, and said with a look of hope: "Big brother, since you are already well, can you let me see if you can really use a piece of paper to cut the iron sword!"

In the past half a month, Feng'er felt that he was about to suffocate, but Han Xiao was sick, and he was not afraid of affecting Han Xiao's recuperation, so he never dared to mention it.

"You kid, you're still thinking about it. Han Xiao squinted his eyes and smiled.

Zhu Ying obviously heard Feng'er mention this, reached out and poked lightly at Feng'er's head, crossed her hands on her waist and said, "How can a piece of paper cut the iron sword, don't listen to him brag." ”

"Oh, don't you believe it?" Han Xiaojian raised his eyebrows and stared at Zhu Ying.

"Hmph!" Feeling the domineering aura of Han Xiao's body, Zhu Ying couldn't help but feel a little timid, but she pretended to be calm, and said loudly: "Okay, I'll bring a Xuantie sword over and see if you can cut it?"

Han Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever you want." ”

When Zhu Ying heard this, she immediately ran into the room and said from afar: "Okay, you wait!" After speaking, he ran away without a trace.

Feng'er squinted her eyes and laughed, "Big brother, you were fooled." My sister has found a good sword, and she wants to wait to see you make a fool of yourself. Hee-hee-hee-hee......"

Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, unless it's an immortal sword weapon, with my sword intent level, it can be easily cut off." ”

Feng'er suddenly showed a very surprised look, and hurriedly asked, "Wow, what is an immortal sword weapon? What is sword intent? Big brother, tell me quickly." ”

Han Xiao gently touched the back of his head and explained with a smile.

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