The seventeenth dreadnought leader dies in battle/the loyal warrior savior dies

(10) The bears behind him immediately fell to their knees with hula and begged loudly for thanks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't be like this, please get up quickly, I will help. However, I can only continue his life for the time being, and there is someone else who can really save him. ”

The god Baojiang was only halfway through his words, and then he stopped talking. Mrs. Fubao was surprised and didn't ask much, but fortunately, she had promised to help, and her son had hope of life.

The god Baojiang walked to the young man who had been carried out of the crypt by the people, leaned down, stretched out a big hand, the palm of his hand to the sky, closed his eyes and silently recited the mantra, the palm of the hand instantly revealed a bright columnar red light, rushing to the clouds, as if connecting the heaven and the earth to one, the light shined, dazzling eyes, and then he opened his eyes and turned his palms downward, slowly wandering on Xuanyuan's body, and focusing on his heart, lungs, The parts of the liver were rubbed separately, and after a while, Xuanyuan's complexion turned from black to red, and his breath gradually recovered steadily.

Facing the admiring gazes of everyone in the forest, the god Baojiang said calmly and full of mystery: "This young man's life is temporarily saved by me, but the poison in his body has penetrated deep into his body, and it will take other methods to completely get him out of danger and recover his vitality." I tell you that you must remember it! Hundreds of miles to the west, there is the Xiling clan, where someone can heal him, but whether he can hold on for a while depends on his own creation! I have nothing else to help you, so I will go!"

Before the words were finished, the figure of the god Baojiang flashed, and the god of heaven shook the light and escaped the method, and under the eyes of everyone, it turned into a flash of light, and disappeared without a trace.

The gods descended to the mortal world, and the mountains shouted praises and bowed endlessly.

The god Baojiang pointed out the way to save Xuanyuan for the bear people, and the remaining problems had to be solved by themselves.

The journey to the Xiling clan is long, and if the brigade and others advance collectively, they will inevitably move slowly, which may delay Xuanyuan's injury, but what is the best way to buy precious time for Xuanyuan to be treated in time!

At a critical moment, the warrior Ruohu proposed to take the young master on his back to seek medical treatment alone, which could greatly shorten the time and save his life.

Time was pressing, fleeting, and Mrs. Fubao had no other way to take Ruohu's suggestion. It's just that in this way, the warrior Ruohu suffers, and after such a long journey, I am afraid that I will not be able to rest in the middle, and the fatigue and hard work can be imagined.

The warrior Ruohu is loyal, and the lady is grateful, and looks at Ruohu for a long time with tearful eyes, and her gratitude is all in words.

In order to avoid putting too much pressure on him, Mrs. Fubao did not give him instructions to be completed, but only told the people to be more careful on the road, but she firmly believed that Yi Ruohu's temperament would not disappoint the people.

After agreeing to meet the Xiling clan, with the entrustment and farewell eyes of the clansmen, Ruohu picked up the young Xuanyuan on his back and strode like the wind, and his strong and burly figure fell into the dense forest of Mangshan Mountain to the west in a blink of an eye.