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Wushuang has always believed in this, for example, now, when she came to Liuyan Mountain from Tianxuan Sect, she would never have imagined that there would be so many amazing adventures along the way.

First of all, he was unintentionally injured in those tasks of cleaning up the bandits, and got acquainted with the young master of the Song family who didn't seem to be very good.

Then, when I entered the Flowing Flame Mountain, I was still targeted by the crazy Flame Beast, and finally escaped the catastrophe, and found a quiet blessed land, thinking that I could take the opportunity to make some benefits, and was implicated in the fighting methods of others.

Until now, I even ended up in a coma and was swept away by the wind!

If you really have a life plan, Wushuang doesn't have to go anywhere in this life!

Wushuang thought so when he regained consciousness again.

There was a strange rocky scene in front of him, and she was uncomfortable for a moment.

Wasn't it a plain just now, but now it's a barren mountain and a wild mountain!

The stones on the ground, the soil under your feet, and the mountains in the distance are the most common red color in the Flowing Flame Mountain, which is probably a mineral deposit with an extremely rich content of fire elements, otherwise how can there be so many red crystals!

Alas, think far away again!

Wushuang hurriedly pulled back the mind that didn't know where to go, and carefully observed the environment in front of him.

Tentatively raised his finger, no matter how good his demeanor was, he fed the dog!

Just now, she realized that her leg was injured and she couldn't move for the time being, but now she knows what it means to be in trouble.

The fact that she couldn't move her arms meant she couldn't heal herself.

The place where she lay was a small col, a small place that could just accommodate her alone, the leeward environment allowed her to suffer less, and what made her a little more comforted was that there were no demon beasts here.

Otherwise, then ...... Hehe.

She remembered that there seemed to be a few healing pills in her Qiankun bag, except for the elixirs left to her by the two senior brothers, most of them were the hemostatic pills and Baoyuan pills that she had added herself.

Moreover, they have scavenged a lot from the ghost eye and Fufeng, and who doesn't have an emergency reserve when they go out!

Wushuang opened the Qiankun bag with his mind, and the aura wrapped in a narrow pill was sent to his mouth.

The entrance turned into a stream of warm heat flowing into the meridians, and the effect of this medicine made Wushuang a little surprised.

Pills are also divided into grades, and are divided into one to nine grades according to their different qualities, although one grade is the best for the second nine grades.

The one that Wushuang just ate can be absorbed by the body so quickly, which shows that the alchemist knows this elixir well, and he is even more handy at manipulating various medicinal materials.

Although it is only a second-grade Baoyuan Pill, the alchemist behind this is by no means simple.

Intermediate Alchemist? Or a senior alchemist?

Thinking about it this way, Wushuang also inexplicably has a bad premonition, is this Fufeng difficult, very background?

Alas......

Now, Wushuang has no room for regret.

What's more, although the swordsman named Fufeng looks like a decent man and a gentleman, that Yu Qing, first caused trouble, and then looked like he was in a weak and pitiful position, which made people feel disgusted when he looked at it!

That's it! Why talk too much about other people's affairs!

After settling down, Wushuang tried to operate his spiritual power, and when he found that his meridians were still intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fate still favored her and did not completely abandon her.

The aura of the Flowing Flame Mountain Wood is thin, and there is basically none.

In fact, it is no wonder that the Flowing Flame Mountain is dominated by fire, and whether it is power, totem, or god, there is a thick flame worship here.

Fire Wood.

Wushuang has entered the Flowing Flame Mountain, and he has an extremely uncomfortable feeling, his strength has been suppressed, and he has been hindered everywhere, and now it can be regarded as manifested.

There was no way to absorb the aura in the air, so Wushuang had to use his own spiritual power to warm the meridians.

Not once, again.

This time it doesn't matter, Wushuang has really seen what his body has become!

All the internal organs have been damaged to varying degrees, not to mention the limbs and torso!

Even if the cultivator's roots and bones are harder and his skin is tougher, he can't withstand this toss!

Look, look, those broken ribs, where did they go?

Wushuang looked at his "incomplete" and suffering body, and really felt the urge to burst into tears......

When she returns to Tianxuanzong this time, let's find a chance to see if there are some physical techniques that are more suitable for her!

Isn't it like the saying goes, "practice a breath inside, and practice muscles and bones outside"!

This breath is raised, and the muscles and bones naturally can't fall.

If you encounter this situation again in the future, you will have a ...... Isn't it guaranteed?

When Wushuang didn't realize it, her requirements for herself had dropped and couldn't even be lower.

The dignified princess, how can she be embarrassed!

Counting the days, the volcano sacrifice should have begun, and after the ten-day sacrifice, it will be the day when the hinterland will really open, and it will also be the time for Wushuang to catch up.

Who knows if the nameplate will be used after it expires?

Waiting for everyone to go in, when I was late, it was fun!

Look at yourself now, you can't even move, if you want to catch up with the day when the hinterland opens, you should hurry up and heal!

Not to use pills unless there are special circumstances, this is a habit that Wushuang has cultivated for a long time, after all, the accumulated erysipelas will be harmful to the monk's body.

Wushuang is not going to do such opportunistic things.

It's just that...... I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to heal this wound.

When Wushuang was concentrating on healing, within a while, the little girl was actually settled!

Although the posture of lying on her side was very unsightly, and the gray face was covered with blood, the thin green halo on the girl's body added a sense of sacredness to her.

At this moment, she really looked like a spirit in the forest, a god in the nine heavens.

Wushuang, who was immersed in cultivation, naturally didn't know about the series of changes in the hinterland of Flowing Flame Mountain now, and he didn't know what those monks who had moved because of those nameplates!

On the second day of Wushuang's departure, Song Yiqing, the young master of the Song family, led his group of people into Liuyan Mountain, naturally their destination was different from those small shrimps on the outside.

The person in charge of the Tie family, the current head of the family, Tie Rufeng, is an old man in his fifties, as for how old he is, few people know, and what everyone is more interested in is that the head of the Tie family is a serious Jindan real person.

With red hair all over his head, a rugged face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his body is like a hill, and his voice is as loud as a cannonball.

"Nephew Song Xian, why is Song Lao'er still recuperating at home?"

Look at the person who asked this, the guests or entourage behind Tie Rufeng all knelt for their own masters.

What is the "illness" of the head of the Song family, others don't know, don't you know?

Isn't it a slap in the face for you to ask now!

According to Young Master Song's ruthless style, and his neat energy to kill people without seeing blood, you really dare to go up and tease him!

The young man on the opposite side didn't care, his plain and clean facial features smiled gently, and he was also courteous to the elders of the younger generation, and that attitude, no matter how you look at it, is a humble child of a family.