The next day, the rising sun, all the soldiers were stunned and got up, last night's hangover made them feel a little uncomfortable, Mo Yuhan looked at them helplessly, and said, "Let's go and sober up first, don't rush to the road today." ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts were relieved, and they ran away to clean up, Yang Hu looked at Mo Yuhan's left arm hanging weakly at his side, and stepped forward and asked, "Captain, is your left arm okay?" and your injuries. ”

Mo Yuhan shook his head and said, "It's not a big problem, I have taken medicine yesterday, and the injury is basically no longer a problem, and the problem of the left arm only needs to go back to Apocalypse City to find a Langzhong." ”

Yang Hu looked at him carefully and suspiciously, Mo Yuhan grinned helplessly, at this time, his afterglow caught a glimpse of a figure quickly rushing straight towards him from the camp, Mo Yuhan didn't have time to react too much, his right hand was shaken, and the spiritual power surged, directly hitting the figure.

When the figure approached, he found that it was Zhou Neng, Mo Yuhan hurriedly wanted to retract his strength, but how could it be so easy to retract his subconscious blow with all his strength, just when he was anxious, Zhou Neng raised his right hand, and a soft spiritual power poured out, firmly taking Mo Yuhan's punch.

Mo Yuhan was shocked, then reacted and asked, "Succeeded?"

Zhou Neng nodded excitedly and said, "It's done!"

Mo Yuhan grinned and asked, "How is it now?"

Zhou Neng took two deep breaths and said with a smile on his face: "Although it is not completely good, but now there are also martial artists with nine stars, and it is just around the corner to recover your strength according to this!"

Yang Hu looked at the two of them with an inexplicable expression, Zhou Neng glared at him, and shouted, "Look at the fart!

Yang Hu looked at Zhou Neng with a disgraced face, pursed his mouth, and ran away in a gloomy manner, Mo Yuhan saw him leave, and said: "Today, let's go back to Apocalypse City first, you can pick the loot we got this time, leave some precious things, and then arrange some capable brothers to sell them, and try to exchange them for gold coins, you are taking this medicine for a few days, and after I find Lang Zhong's hand to heal, we will go to find a pharmacist, and then make a diagnosis." ”

Zhou Neng looked at Mo Yuhan with emotion, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and bowed: "Such a great kindness and virtue Zhou someone can't repay it!"

Mo Yuhan hurriedly picked him up with his right hand and said, "Hurry up! If you do this again, don't blame me for not helping you." ”

Zhou Neng smiled, dusted off his sleeves and stood up, Mo Yuhan rolled his eyes, and said loudly: "Let's get ready to go after we finish packing!"

Everyone has been a soldier in Apocalypse City for three or four years, and the military camp in Apocalypse City is already like home to them, and the life and death process in the Kutch Forest has already made them feel like arrows, and because of this, it took them half a day to come, and it only took three hours to go back.

Everyone was a little excited when they returned to the camp, Mo Yuhan looked at Zhou Neng and said, "You go and deal with everything, I'll go to the city to find a Lang Zhong and treat the injury." ”

Zhou Neng nodded and said, "You can go directly to the big medical hall in the center of the city, then Xuelang's medical skills are still quite good." After speaking, he turned around and beckoned everyone to take out the loot.

In the downtown of Apocalypse City, Mo Yuhan stepped into a medical hall with a small flow of people, the moment he entered the medical hall, Mo Yuhan felt that his ears were clear, and the hustle and bustle on the street seemed to be placed thousands of miles away, he raised his eyes and looked around for a while, the medical hall was not big, and there was only a stunning woman in monochrome clothes sitting in front of the stage grinding medicine.

Mo Yuhan couldn't help but say to himself: "Nengmo is not tossing me this week." ”

Just as he was stunned, the woman spoke: "See a doctor for three silver coins, buy medicine and go to the back room." "The crisp voice is like a clear spring, straight into the heart.

"My left arm is broken!" Mo Yuhan was stunned at first, then reacted, raised his left arm, and gestured to the woman.

The woman put down the medicine pestle in her hand, raised her eyes to look at Mo Yuhan, and said, "Five gold coins." ”

Mo Yuhan raised her eyebrows, not understanding what she meant.

The woman said again: "For the medical expenses of five gold coins, you need to use blood poria ointment for your injuries, and it will be faster for blood poria ointment to repair your wounds." ”

Mo Yuhan nodded, took out a bag of gold coins from the ring and put them on the counter, and said, "There are a hundred gold coins here, take some more blood Ling ointment." ”

The woman didn't look at the money bag and said, "Our medical hall doesn't sell medicinal herbs. As he spoke, he walked to Mo Yuhan's side, rolled up his cuffs with his bare hands, and then held his weakly drooping left forearm, slightly skillfully aligned the bones, and then took out several silver needles from the space ring and pierced them into several acupuncture points.

Mo Yuhan only felt a sharp pain in his left arm, and the cold sweat on his face flowed down instantly, but the pain did not last long, a cool feeling covered his left forearm, relieving the unbearable pain, and looking at it, the left arm had been covered with pale red paste by the woman.

The woman withdrew her hand, her lips moved slightly, and obscure magical terms came out of her mouth, and then a milky white light shone on Mo Yuhan's arm, Mo Yuhan only felt a warm and comfortable force covering his arm, and the feeling from his left arm gradually changed from pain to numbness.

About half an hour later, the woman stopped singing, and the red paste on Mo Yuhan's arm also seeped into the arm, Mo Yuhan waved his left arm in surprise, it was as natural as before he was injured, and quickly stood up and thanked: "Thank you!"

The woman wiped some sweat from her forehead, waved her hand, sat back down in front of the stage, and grinded the medicine.

Mo Yuhan grinned, took out five gold coins from his previous money bag and put them on the stage, and then left the medical hall, not noticing that a pair of beautiful eyes behind him were staring at him with an inquiring gaze.

In the infirmary, an old man walked out of the back room and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

The woman shook her head lightly and said, "I'm afraid this person is a demon." ”

The old man frowned and asked, "How can you see it?"

The woman retracted her gaze, turned her head and continued to grind the herbs slowly, and said, "I'm not sure, but he doesn't feel like those ordinary people or those ordinary martial artists. ”

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Even if he is a member of the demon clan, in the current situation, you can't touch a single hair of him." ”

The woman frowned and asked, "Why?"

The old man said lightly: "You must know that the demon clan has been coveting this Yue Xi country for a long time, and there has always been a lack of excuses, this person is not from an ordinary family at first glance, if you want to move him, you are giving the demon clan an excuse." What's more, he has no grievances with you, and your hatred should not be spread to these innocent people. ”

The woman sneered: "I swore in front of my mother's grave! The demon clan and me, there is only one of the two, either I die or the demon clan dies." ”